In fact, Wanqing didn't have to intercede for Luzhu, I remember that on the first day she got married, she was still not polite and cold-eyed, just because she couldn't get used to Feng Qiuyin's arrogant posture.

"Grinding ink? Will you? Raising her eyebrows slightly, Feng Qiuyin asked sarcastically, although Wanqing was once everyone's best girl, and she learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but this ink grinding is generally the work of the next person, and for the person who sharpens the ink for Wanqing, all he can think of is Shuang'er.

Ignoring Feng Qiuyin's sarcasm, he smiled gently, and said, "If you don't try it, how can your husband know that I won't?" ”

"Oh?" Eyebrows raised slightly, Feng Qiuyin seemed to be interested, it is undeniable that he has indeed always admired Wanqing's boldness, this woman is really not afraid of the sky, the earth, and death!

Ordered someone to retake the horse blood jade ink, Feng Qiuyin sat on the carved chair and waited for Wanqing to polish the ink, it was also strange to say, although Wanqing didn't understand ink, it was not difficult to see that this treasure ink was no different from other ink blocks, no matter how she grinded, she couldn't reach the ideal color, and Feng Qiuyin has always pursued perfection, she naturally knew that this ink color must not be good.

Feng Qiuyin looked at her quietly, but she was not in a hurry, her face was calm, but the corners of her mouth slightly raised a smile of conspiracy, just now, he ordered someone to take the treasure ink, but in fact, he did it with hands and feet, this piece is just an ordinary ink block, and it is not bloody.

Wanqing didn't know, I don't know how long it took, Wanqing felt strange, so she said to Feng Qiuyin: "There is something wrong with this ink block, husband, later, let the concubine go to another piece." ”

Wanqing knew that Feng Qiuyin must be displeased, but if he continued to grind, he would not have the color he wanted.

Sure enough, as soon as Wanqing's words fell, she saw Feng Qiuyin's phoenix eyes instantly become cold, and she said in an unkind tone: "What's wrong?" If you don't grind, say no, so as not to waste my time. ”

Wanqing didn't speak, all her energy was focused on the inkstone, it was really strange to say, when did the ink in the General's Mansion become so bad, even if the subordinates took the wrong one again, they wouldn't be so careless!

As if he felt that he had been ignored, Feng Qiuyin raised her voice again and roared: "Hey, woman, will you do it?" No, just get out of the way right away! ”

This roar really called back Wanqing's spirit, not only Wanqing listened to it, but even the people outside the door heard it, they looked at each other but didn't dare to come forward to check, after all, Feng Qiuyin at this time, no one dared to provoke them.

Wanqing just wanted to say something more, but Feng Qiuyin stood up suddenly, and shouted at the door after leaving her seat: "Green bamboo? Let her in! ”

Outside the door, Luzhu heard the call but didn't dare to come in, curled up in Shuang'er's arms and trembled, his eyes were full of horror, and he cried intermittently: "Sister Shuang'er, save me, I really don't dare to go in, the general is furious, he will kill me." ”

Shuang'er looked at her with sympathetic eyes, looking at her own shadow, when she was swept out of the door by Feng Qiuyin, I am afraid she was also in this embarrassed appearance.

After hearing this, she knew that Feng Qiuyin would no longer spare the green bamboo, so she immediately repeated again: "Please wait for the husband for a while, and the concubine will get the ink block again!" ”

Her tone was a little hurried, I don't know if she was really anxious, or if she was tired from standing for a long time.

Feng Qiuyin didn't want to pay attention to her, and walked to the door and stood in front of Lu Zhu.

"Ah......" I only heard Luzhu scream, Wanqing knew that she must be scared, so she took two steps quickly, suddenly grabbed Feng Qiuyin's arm and said: "Luzhu is just a maid, why are you so embarrassed, what's wrong with letting me try again, do you have to hurt someone before you are willing?" ”

"Oh, how else do you want to try?"

Wanqing heard him ask, and hurriedly tried to recall, she was grinding according to the general method of grinding ink, it stands to reason that there will be no problem, by the way, it seems that there is a problem with the color, horse blood jade ink, as the name suggests, is made with horse blood, and the ink seems to be viscous without blood.

Feng Qiuyin looked at her and thought about it, and a glimmer of inspiration flashed in her eyes, knowing that she must have found out the reason, and her face couldn't help but pass a touch of appreciation, this woman is indeed smart!

And Wanqing's next action, Feng Qiuyin appreciated it even more, I saw her quickly run back to the table, picked up a knife on the table and gently slashed her fingers, a drop of blood flowed down, Wanqing didn't care about the pain, and gently squeezed a few drops of blood into the inkstone, and then gently put it in her mouth and sucked it, and the finger stopped bleeding.

Holding the ink grinder again, Wanqing shook it gently, and sure enough, the ink suddenly seemed to have life, the color was just right, and the texture was not thick or light, not thin or thick.

Feng Qiuyin simply walked forward to check, his face couldn't help showing a trace of satisfaction, and he looked up at Wanqing who was grinding ink, for the first time, he was impressed by the woman in front of him.

I saw that her movements were elegant, her expression was serious, and her beige Luo skirt instantly added a bookish fairy aura to her.

After a while, Wanqing slowly raised her head, but when she saw Feng Qiuyin staring at her, she blushed for a while, and hurriedly lowered her head and whispered: "The ink has been polished, husband, please use it." ”

"Thank you." I don't know why Feng Qiuyin said the words of thanks, although the tone was a little stiffer, Wanqing still couldn't believe it, when did he become so polite?!

Feng Qiuyin was not in a hurry, just looking at her quietly, as if she was watching a beautiful picture, and as if she was appreciating an exquisite treasure.

Unconsciously, there was a little more affection in his eyes.

In the dark, Cheng Ning'er saw Feng Qiuyin's eyes, and suddenly there was a sour feeling in her heart, which surged like a river and a sea, and turned into tears, her Qiuyin could only be hers, but for what, he actually looked at other women with the eyes that kept looking at her, no, God can't be so cruel, how she hopes to go back to the past!

At that time, Feng Qiuyin was not a general, and she was not Mrs. Ouyang, but now, can she really go back?

I slept in a daze at night, and suddenly felt that the acupuncture points on the shoulders of my body were a little bit, and then the whole person was picked up by someone's brutal waist.

Wan Qing was frightened and wanted to shout out, her mouth opened, but she found that she couldn't make a sound at all, and her whole body couldn't move for half a minute.

In the dark, there is no edge, Shuang'er and Hongmei slept next to her, but it was strange to say that they didn't notice this movement, and they thought that they were also clicked on the acupoints by this person in their sleep.

Wanqing's whole body trembled uncontrollably in horror, and her eyes opened wide, but she couldn't see the person's appearance clearly. She knew that she couldn't be afraid at the moment, the more she was afraid, the more she lost her sense of proportion, and she was afraid that she would miss the opportunity to save herself in vain. I took a deep breath, but I forced myself to calm down gradually.