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

Her wandering heart finally settled down. The worries and fears of recent days turned into real fatigue. Zhu Zheng finally had the confidence to feel sleepy and tired.

Nestled in Rong Yan's arms, with her arms and legs wrapped around him, Zhu Zheng closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

This time she didn't have any terrible dreams, but she always felt a faint warm itch on her face, soft and light, which lasted until she fell asleep.

She had the best sleep she had in recent times.

But I stayed up too late last night, and just when I was sleeping soundly, a blinding white light suddenly flashed before my eyes.

The sky was bright. Zhu Zheng squinted her eyes and opened them. She vaguely saw the tent curtain being opened and a figure emerging from the door.

A deep and angry voice rang out, "Why did you come back without permission?"

Zhu Zheng was frightened. This person was Wen Fenghan.

She didn't have time to care about how he just barged in. A big window suddenly opened in her head.

Last night, she was so focused on spending time with her husband, newlywed and having a short separation, that she completely forgot that Wen Fenghan was still catching rabbits.

No one else in Chixi knew Rong Yan, but Wen Fenghan, who came from Shengjing, would recognize him as soon as they met. He was the guilty minister who had disrupted the government and was sentenced to death.

Zhu Zheng suddenly sat up from the bed and opened her mouth, "I, you...that..."

The most urgent task is to drive Wen Fenghan out first.

I didn't expect that my sleepy head was still not working properly, and the excuses that I usually came up with were stuck.

Just when Zhu Zheng was stuck, Wen Fenghan stepped forward and pretended to grab her on the bed.

Zhu Zheng was startled and subconsciously used both hands to block.

The raised hand felt unexpectedly heavy.

Along with Zhu Zheng's two hands, there was also a third hand raised...

Wen Fenghan was stunned.

Zhu Zheng was also stunned.

Finished!

Just when she was thinking about whether to just talk crookedly and act crazy to scare him away, the big hand was raised and held her hand, and the other hand hooked her waist from behind and hooked her straight body back.

Zhu Zheng's body was half stiff. She looked up and met a pair of amber eyes. The expression was a bit lazy as if she had just woken up in the morning, but there was a sharpness surging deep in the pupils.

Only then did Wen Fenghan realize that there was someone else on her bed.

Zhu Zheng's long hair was untied and fell on her shoulders, but her clothes were still neat.

Unfortunately, Rong Yan was not so decent. His robe was half-wide and draped loosely on his body, and the plain belt that should have been tied around his waist was tied tightly around their wrists.

Rong Yan wrapped Zhu Zheng's head with a blanket, then glanced at Wen Fenghan who was standing in front of the bed, his eyes light as if covered with a thin layer of frost.

"Prince Wen, we meet again."

Wen Fenghan's face suddenly darkened.

He looked at Rong Yan in disbelief, unconsciously glanced at the messy bed, and then looked back at the person in Rong Yan's arms.

From beginning to end, his face was filled with shock.

Ugh.

A little person in Zhu Zheng's heart secretly sighed.

There is nothing much to say after being caught to such a shocking degree.

Her face flushed red, and she huddled in Rong Yan's arms, unable to raise her head. She guessed that she would have to hear Wen Fenghan call her a "witch" again.

After all, the current situation is finally worthy of these two words.

Unexpectedly, Wen Fenghan had a gloomy face, was silent for a long time, and only uttered two dry words.

"absurd."

...is it just ridiculous?

It was actually a bit disappointing.

Rong Yan remained calm, leaned forward to block the sight of the person staring at Zhu Zheng, and said in a cold voice, "Prince Wen came in uninvited, is this the upbringing of the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion?"

Wen Fenghan didn't respond, but stared at Zhu Zheng as if he wanted to burn two holes in her head.

Zhu Zheng's heart trembled. She and Rong Yan were a wanted criminal and an escaped prisoner respectively. It would be better not to punish the criminals. She quickly said, "The military camp doesn't hold them captive. They are all..."

Wen Fenghan interrupted, "She likes to sleep in. If we don't wake her up, it will delay the progress of the entire army."

Zhu Zheng: “?”

Slander, this is pure slander!

She deliberately got up a little later or a little earlier in order to avoid the crowd. When did she need someone to wake her up so as not to delay the army's progress?

When Rong Yan heard Wen Fenghan's intimate words, he frowned unabashedly, lowered his head and asked, "Why didn't you tell me that you haven't gotten enough sleep these days?"

Is this the point...

Zhu Zheng saw Wen Fenghan's face getting darker and darker, and whispered, "Stop talking..."

What's the big deal about an outsider standing by the couple's bed and chatting?

Wen Fenghan seemed to finally realize the inappropriateness of this action. He turned his head and signaled Zhu Zheng, "Come out. I have something to tell you."

Zhu Zheng sighed, saying that as long as he could leave the tent, everything would be fine.

Just as she straightened up and was about to get out of bed, she found that her hands were still tied. Zhu Zheng hurried to untie them, but just as she reached one end, Rong Yan grabbed her and pulled her back easily.

He held Zhu Zheng tightly in his arms, but asked someone else.

"What are you saying? I can't listen to it."

Wen Fenghan paused as he was about to raise his foot and looked at Rong Yan against the light.

The half-open door curtain of the tent let in the daylight, and Rong Yan's solemn eyes were filled with a cold light.

This was the expression he often saw when he went to the court to report on his duties, standing beside the empty dragon throne.

Wen Fenghan looked at Zhu Zheng who was ready to make a move, and suddenly said, "She is my messenger."

Zhu Zheng scratched her head. It was only her first day as a messenger and no one had told her what she had to do. But after hearing what he said, she acted like she was very familiar with the job.

Rong Yan moved his wrists, tightly grasped Zhu Zheng's hands that were tied to his, and added in a calm voice.

"What orders did Prince Wen send? It's just right for me to monitor them all."

Zhu Zheng looked up in confusion and happened to see Rong Yan looking at her with his eyelashes lowered.

She wasn't sure if this was a subtle wink or not, so she kept silent.

Wen Fenghan ignored the two's small movements and continued, "Captain, you are joking. I have made it very clear in the City Lord's Camp that the military camp is not under the jurisdiction of the Supervisory Department."

He Zhongmao, the lord of Langguan City, sent a message to the camp yesterday that the envoy of the Supervisory Department who was inspecting the West was passing by and had something to inquire about.

Wen Fenghan was summoned into the city.

He was greatly shocked when he saw the envoy. The Lord of Langguan City might not recognize him, but he could not forget this giant Buddha.

The Grand Tutor who used to fall heavily from high places has transformed himself into the Inspector General of the Sili Department and has also come to Chixi.

Wen Fenghan knew something was fishy, ​​but he didn't know how he did it. He carefully read the documents, the new emperor's edict, the official seal and the national seal, but could not find any problems.

He knew that Rong Yan was well-connected, but he was able to escape death after being sentenced to death and appeared alone in the border area, which could not but arouse suspicion.

Wen Fenghan's face was full of defensiveness, but Rong Yan looked calm, "Prince Wen has not yet secured the rank of Major General, but his aura is very similar to that of his father."

He paused for a moment and then said, "I think you have already written a letter to the capital. By the way, why don't you ask who is in charge of the Supervisory Military Camp now?"

Wen Fenghan frowned, "What do you mean, Captain?"

"I have checked this." Rong Yan said calmly, "Just wait for your reply from the capital. I will complete the paperwork before the reply."

At dawn on the day when Gong Yixiu had the accident, the entire city of Shengjing was sealed off.

Rong Yan mobilized all his secret guards and searched the house from top to bottom, but still could not find any trace of Zhu Zheng.

When the news of the first medical clinic outside the city came, he left Shengjing.

The clues were found as they went along, and when they arrived at Xiyang City, the shadow guard sent back a message that someone in Taoling, Jiangdong claimed to have seen Zhu Zheng, and his appearance and age matched.

Just when Rong Yan was about to turn around and head to Jiangdong.

The crane bell rang.

All the way to Chixi, someone was trying to cover up Zhu Zheng's whereabouts.

This cover-up method is not to erase all traces, but like the previous ones, it is a lot of false news.

It was to deliberately confuse him.

This made him even more certain that Zhu Zheng was in the hands of someone who knew her, or even understood her.

It was not until yesterday, when he met Wen Fenghan from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, that he understood most of it.

He wanted to take out Zhu Zheng's portrait to test it, but before he even opened it, Prince Wen insisted that he had never seen it.

This person has some ability and can be considered smart, but he really cannot keep his cool.

Zhu Zheng's injuries haven't fully healed yet, so it's not suitable for her to travel long distances. It would be better for her to stay here and recuperate before leaving. By the way, she can find out what the intentions of this Prince Wen are.

Wen Fenghan remained silent, and their eyes met in the air, colliding like ice and stone.

"Even if you insist on staying..." Wen Fenghan said in relief, "please move to the city lord's camp instead of staying in the military camp."

Rong Yan concealed his scrutiny and said, "No need to be extravagant, just stay in the camp."

He then gestured outside the tent, "Please trouble Prince Wen to go and make the arrangements first."

After a period of meaningless silence, Wen Fenghan finally agreed to leave.

The tent door fell, blocking out a small area of ​​​​glaring sunlight.

Zhu Zheng popped her head out immediately and turned Rong Yan's face, "You are hiding something from me again!"

She broke out in a sweat as she listened, and the sweat turned into a thick fog, leaving her completely confused.

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What?"

Zhu Zheng was afraid that Rong Yan was talking nonsense, so she didn't dare to interrupt him. "What? How did you become the Sili Commander?"

"I'm free anyway, so I might as well find something to do."

Rong Yan hugged her and lay back down, "The night is too short to wake up, stay with me for a while."