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

The buzzing tinnitus faded away and Zhu Zheng’s mind went blank for a moment.

She had had this dream many times these days.

In the small inn in Tatuo Town, on the banks of the Natuhati River, in the military camp in Langguan City, or on any random path, Rong Yan would drop from the sky without any warning...

Hold her tight.

Call her name softly.

Like now.

But as soon as she opened her mouth to agree, the person in front of her would disappear completely without any warning.

She was left alone, waking up in the early morning in a foreign land.

Zhu Zheng didn't respond for a long time. Rong Yan grabbed her wrist with such force that his knuckles turned white, and slightly lifted the brim of her deerskin hat.

The moonlight in the westernmost part of the border was as bright as silver, and a face that I had been longing for came into view.

There was a gleam of light in Rong Yan's tired and dim eyes. He heard his own voice, like a long sigh that he could finally let out.

"found it……"

The person in his arms just looked up at him blankly since his name was called.

The thin shoulders and back became more and more stiff, and even had the tendency to push him away. Rong Yan's brows were shrouded in worry, and before he could say anything else, his hands were suddenly tightly grasped.

Zhu Zheng turned around and ran wildly, pulling him.

Pushing through the crowd, she took his hand and went into her little tent.

Where are the candles?

Candles, she wanted to light candles. It was too dark outside, and there were too many people. They were all so noisy. She wanted to light many candles and look at him quietly. Just look at him.

As soon as Zhu Zheng found the candle and shook out the lighter to light it, she was hugged tightly again.

"Zhu Zheng, say something to me."

"Can't talk."

She hugged him back, and the tears in her eyes rolled down. "Don't say anything, don't be sad, and don't be too happy. Just stay quiet like this, and we won't wake up from the dream if we don't do anything..."

Rong Yan helped her to stand steadily and took off the hat on her head. Her long black hair fell down, revealing a cat-like face that looked like it was crying.

He stared at her panicked and anxious expression, then suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips.

The kiss soaked with tears was not yet real, and Zhu Zheng groaned in pain.

"Well."

She frowned, "Why did you bite me..."

"Is this a dream?" Rong Yan asked.

Zhu Zheng was still stunned, but she thought carefully in her heart, "You won't bite me in my dreams."

Rong Yan wiped the tears from her eyes with his fingertips, "Then what can I do?"

Zhu Zheng curled her lips again.

She didn't understand why she wanted to cry so much, no matter what he said.

Probably, all the tears in this life welled up in her eyes at this moment, and her eyes were blurred by tears, so she couldn't even see Rong Yan's eyes clearly.

The less I can see, the more I want to cry.

The more you want to cry, the harder it is to wipe away your tears.

It seems like I'm stuck in an unsolvable dilemma that can only make me cry.

Just as she was crying with her lips pouted, not knowing when she would stop, something round was suddenly stuffed into her mouth.

Zhu Zheng thought it was the candy ball that Rong Yan always used to trick people into eating, so she subconsciously took a bite.

It’s not a sugar ball, it’s a medicine ball!

Zhu Zheng's face wrinkled and she finally stopped crying, but Rong Yan covered her mouth with his hand.

"Don't spit."

Zhu Zheng whimpered twice in his palm, her tearful black eyes silently condemning him.

Rong Yan frowned, as if he understood what she was thinking, "I don't have the candy ball with me, so I'll owe it to you first."

Is this something that can be owed? Zhu Zheng's eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled so much that they were indistinguishable. He held her hands over his mouth for a long time, waiting for the medicine ball to dissolve in his mouth. A strange herbal smell filled his mouth.

Rong Yan asked knowingly, "Is it bitter?"

It’s so painful!

How can you suddenly feed someone medicine at a time like this?

Zhu Zheng sniffed, bit his palm, and complained, "It tastes as bitter as you."

"Really?" The worry in Rong Yan's eyes faded away and turned into an incomprehensible depth.

He turned his wrist, and the hand that was covering Zhu Zheng changed to pinching her chin. He lifted her face, held her back in his arms, and leaned over to take away her breath again.

This kiss was different from all the previous ones.

The heavy breathing was mixed with the bitter taste of medicine and the salty taste of tears.

His strength was filled with care and love, and as Zhu Zheng indulged him in going deeper, their breaths gradually became stronger, until she could no longer bear it and took a step back. He then lifted her up by her legs and placed her on the small table by the door.

The half candle was swaying, and the shadows of a pair of mandarin ducks reunited after a long separation were cast on the top of the tent.

Rong Yan grabbed her hands and tied them above her head. Zhu Zheng felt a chill on her wrists, as if something was wrapped around them. She was distracted and just saw a hint of red, but her chin was pinched and pressed against him again.

The thick black clouds in the sky finally turned into a heavy rain, which swept away everything without leaving any room. Zhu Zheng had nowhere to hide and clung to his shoulders, feeling as if her soul was about to be sucked out by him.

When her mind was dizzy to the limit, Rong Yan finally let her take a breath and whispered in her ear, "Is it enough? Is it enough to feel that you are not dreaming?"

Zhu Zheng had woken up from her dream a long time ago. She remembered that in her dream, there were several times when Rong Yan looked for her and became an old grandfather with his hair turned white.

He actually knew how to wake someone up. Zhu Zheng's face turned red like a ripe persimmon, and she pushed him, "Put me down."

Rong Yan didn't move at all, still holding her waist, his nose sunk into the soft flesh of her cheek, "Don't let go, let's stay like this from now on, and never separate again."

Zhu Zheng thought of the last time he held her like this, they stayed in the study room all night without separating. She glared at him in shame and anger and kicked her legs, wanting to get off.

Unexpectedly, Rong Yan was serious this time. He just carried her to get a basin of warm water, wiped her tear-stained face with a handkerchief, and carried her to the small bed.

There is always a constant wind blowing at night in Chixi.

The sound of the wind outside the tent was like a wolf howling. The small bed inside the tent was not spacious, and Zhu Zheng was hugged tightly. The only sound she could hear was the two people's pounding heartbeats.

She buried her face in his clothes and wrapped her arms around him. Rong Yan seemed to have lost a lot of weight. She felt his shoulder blade through his clothes, which looked like a rugged mountain.

Zhu Zheng felt a little sad. She had saved up a lot of things to say to him. She nestled in this long-lost embrace and didn't know what to say first.

With the appearance of Rong Yan, she could guess most of the issues that concerned her, such as whether Gong Yixiu was dead. But considering that there were bounty orders for her everywhere, he must be dead.

But, thinking about this...

Zhu Zheng suddenly raised her head and said, "I have a question."

Rong Yan looked down at her, "What?"

"The capital city offered a reward for me. How much money did they offer?"

This was a question that she was really curious about but couldn't guess the answer to.

Rong Yan didn't expect that she would ask this with a serious face. After thinking for a moment, he leaned close to her ear and whispered an amount.

"So much!" Zhu Zheng was shocked. It was the first time in her life that she was wanted, and it was worth so much money.

Putting aside other things, it is priceless and is really a face-saving thing among the wanted criminals.

However, after hearing that catching her would mean a lifetime of food and clothing, Zhu Zheng couldn't help but be tempted and said, "Why don't you send me to the government, and I'll find a way to escape, and then we'll be completely successful."

When Rong Yan heard the genius idea that popped up in her mind, he was silent for a long time, and curled the corners of his lips helplessly, "I issued the bounty order."

"You sent it?"

"Well, there's a big reward for my missing bride."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Zheng's eyes widened, "You've taken out all your belongings to offer a reward for me?"

Rong Yan nodded.

No wonder the amount sounds so familiar...

Seeing his nonchalant look, Zhu Zheng said with lingering fear, "Fortunately I hid well and was not caught by others, otherwise how would we live in the future."

"Yeah." Rong Yan's eyes flickered, and he held her tightly, "...Luckily you hid it well."

Zhu Zheng hugged him, and felt sad when she thought about how he had endured the days of desperate efforts and no news from her.

Rong Yan held her in his arms and bent down to kiss her eyelashes.

"Sleep a little, it's almost dawn."

Zhu Zheng's eyelids were drooping from sleep, but she was reluctant to go to sleep. She said anxiously, "What if I wake up and find you're gone..."

Rong Yan frowned slightly. He had really experienced this feeling of falling into an icy cave.

Grabbing the hand of the person in his arms, Rong Yan took off a belt from his body and tied the two wrists tightly together.

"Go to sleep. This way no one can escape." He whispered.

Zhu Zheng sensed his childishness and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips, raising her tied hands and shaking them in the air.

"I think it would be better to tie your feet."