Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

The tent roof had not yet been closed, and a circle of sunset fell on the carpet in the center.

The silver bell with cloud pattern seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder, and it was engraved with a solitary crane flapping its wings as if ready to fly, its ruby ​​eyes flashing with bright light.

Zhu Zheng pinched the bell and suddenly smiled with the corners of her lips raised.

She remembered what Rong Yan said when he first took out the bell, "When you need me, just ring the bell."

I really need him now. If I shake the bell, will he grow wings and fly over to me?

When Zhu Zheng was sewing this purse, she was still angry with him, so she sewed the crane bell into it, thinking about returning it to him secretly someday.

But at that time she had already agreed not to meet again, and I was still thinking of returning the bell under the pretext of giving her a purse. My thoughts were so contradictory and ridiculous.

When she was around him, she couldn't help but have some weird little temper or do some ridiculous and stupid things without restraint.

Maybe he knew long ago that no matter what he did, he would be indulged...

Zhu Zheng lowered her eyebrows. Although she was smiling, the curve at the corners of her lips looked bitter and astringent.

Yan Niang could see that she was in a bad mood. She couldn't bear to ask what this girl who was sent to her in her wedding dress and covered in blood had experienced, so she rummaged through the herb basket behind her for a long time and took out a handful of wild flowers.

"I'm giving you flowers! Be happy!" she said with full energy.

Zhu Zheng accidentally looked and remembered that the dried flowers she took out from her sleeve when she just woke up seemed to be this.

It looks a bit like a yellow lily of the valley, but the corolla faces the sky, like a small trumpet.

"This little flower can cure asthma. Its name is Bubuyike, which means 'don't bow your head' in Chinese." Yan Niang said.

Zhu Zheng followed up with a whisper, "Bubuyike, what a nice name."

Yan Niang: "What about you? What's your name?"

Zhu Zheng met Yan Niang's sincere gaze with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and was silent for a long time, "You can call me Ah Si."

"Little brother, so your name is Ah Si!"

A head popped out from behind the tent door curtain and interrupted.

They both looked up, and Yan Niang laughed first, "Big Ear, your broken butt hasn't healed yet?"

Chen Mao'er's face turned red with anger. He took the medicine for bruises given by Yan Niang and saw Zhu Zheng, a fellow villager from Shengjing, and chatted with him for a while.

After the chat, the sun set outside and it became dark in the tent.

Chen Maoer said that it was time to go grab a place to sleep while walking out. When he saw Zhu Zheng standing still at the door, he kindly said, "Little brother Ah Si, don't you want to go out with us?"

This reminded Zhu Zheng that she was dressed as a man and could not stay here alone, as it would affect Yan Niang's reputation.

As soon as Zhu Zheng stood up, she was pulled back by Yan Niang.

"Ah Si will sleep at my place today."

Chen Maoer was shocked. "How can that be possible?"

Yan Niang: "Why not?"

Chen Maoer stuttered, "No, I can't do that because Adjutant Qin hasn't been here recently..."

Yan Niang put her hands on her hips and said, "He is right here. Who do you think it is your business if I sleep in the same tent with someone?"

Chen Maoer's voice became smaller and smaller, "It's not my turn..."

After saying this, he looked at Zhu Zheng with complicated eyes, sighed and left.

Zhu Zheng was held by Yan Niang's arm and whispered, "I'd better leave so as not to affect your relationship with Adjutant Qin."

Yan Niang asked curiously, "What is my relationship with him?"

Zhu Zheng was even more puzzled and asked, "Uh, husband-wife relationship?"

A pair of thick eyebrows twisted into a knot in front of Zhu Zheng, and Yan Niang raised her voice, "Which idiot told you that we are husband and wife?"

That silly Wen Fenghan said...

Zhu Zheng felt that something was wrong. Wen Fenghan clearly said that she and Qin He were a family. She asked in confusion, "Isn't that right?"

"Of course not!" Yan Niang said heavily, "I am still a free bird! It's all because of the joint festival last year. He shot an arrow at my head on the Feilu Terrace and blew off my veil. Everyone started to tease him and said he was my lover. I was so annoyed that he chased me like a fly chasing an elephant. I couldn't drive him away!"

Zhu Zheng wanted to laugh but also frowned when she heard this. It turned out that it was just a rumor. She didn't know what the Heji Festival was, but this custom sounded bad. She couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Adjutant Qin didn't force you, did he?"

"What are you forcing me to do?" Yan Niang raised her two strong arms. "I can knock him out with one punch and he won't be able to see the sun for three days."

Zhu Zheng looked at Yan Niang's sandbag-sized fist, her eyes filled with envy.

When Zhu Zheng was unconscious, it was Yan Niang who carried her around all day long. She wanted to tie up such a frail girl who had sneaked into the military camp to make herself feel at ease.

Yan Niang pinched Zhu Zheng's little arm and said, "From now on, you can sleep here with me. Just consider it as doing me a favor and making Qin He, that toad, give up."

Zhu Zheng realized that this was an excuse to keep her. Just as she was about to speak again, she heard her continue, "If you don't sleep here, I'll just knock you out with one punch!"

Zhu Zheng fell silent.

Zhu Zheng became even more envious.

It turns out that a big fist is worth a thousand words.

For the next ten days or so, Zhu Zheng lived a very regular life. In the morning, she went to collect herbs with Yan Niang, and in the afternoon, she went to ask Chen Maoer if he had any news.

Ever since Zhu Zheng shamelessly lived in the same tent with Yan Niang, the image of Chen Maoer's newly married and separated infatuated little brother who shed tears for love collapsed.

He could no longer muster any enthusiasm for her as a fellow villager, and often waved his hand perfunctorily, "Wait until spring. It will take at least three months to go from Shengjing to Chixi and back."

Zhu Zheng returned home disappointed every time, so she would go for a walk alone along the river bank and write a letter on the sandy ground by the shore. She had nowhere to send it, so she had to wait for the river waves to carry it eastward to Shengjing.

This river is called Natuhati River. The water is dark green and bottomless.

I heard from Yanniang that Natuhati means a transparent high wall.

Looking east is the direction of home.

In the evening, the soldiers would gather together and sing songs from their hometown.

"The seedlings are lush, the sheep are noisy, there is no place like home when traveling... The rice is yellow, the wind is gentle, the journey is too painful to miss the bright moon..."

The singing passed through the layers of dead grass and turned into the wind in the wilderness, blowing high into the sky.

Whenever this happened, she would take out the double crane bells and shake them.

The ringing sounded clear and surrounded her.

It seemed like this, and it was like he was with her.

In fact, Zhu Zheng always had someone by her side. Yan Niang was like a small stove filled with firewood. She was full of enthusiasm every day, so she never felt lonely.

But the more lively it was, the more she couldn't help thinking about him.

She can still find a roof over her head, but what about Rong Yan...

These days, I don’t know where he has been, who he has talked to, and whether he has remembered to eat and sleep well…

As the team headed west, the grassland that had been covered in dry grass began to show signs of thawing. The deep winter was about to pass, and the grass gradually began to turn green.

The army marched along the river for another five or six days and finally arrived at Langguan City.

Langguan City is located along the Natuhati River. It is an important city with prosperous river transportation. The city architecture is majestic and magnificent, almost comparable to Shengjing.

In order to prevent soldiers from disturbing the civilians, Wen Fenghan led his troops to set up camp in the river valley on the south side of the city.

Adjutant Qin, who had not been seen for a long time, finally showed up. After hearing some gossip, he looked at Zhu Zheng with a look in his eyes that seemed to want to shoot nails out of her.

Just when Zhu Zheng thought she was going to be stabbed alive, General Wen, who was busy with all kinds of affairs, seemed to finally remember the inconvenience of her, a girl, staying in the military camp.

She was randomly given the title of a messenger and assigned a small tent to live in next to the main camp.

Zhu Zheng was very grateful and quickly packed up her bedding from Yan Niang and moved to the messenger's tent.

After packing up my few belongings, I touched my sleeves out of habit...

Her crane bell was gone.