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

After the Heji Festival, Rong Yan handed a letter to City Lord He and prepared to leave Langguan City.

While Rong Yan was finishing up his official duties, Zhu Zheng was busy saying goodbye and preparing small gifts for the friends she had met in Chixi, thanking them for their care over the past few days.

Chen Mao'er received a stack of silver bills and took over Zhu Zheng's position as a messenger.

Yanniang stayed in Langguan City due to her leg injury. Zhu Zheng bought a clinic for her. When she took her to see a doctor, she told her, "If you still can't let go of Ayong, you can go after the Zhenxi Army."

"If you don't want to go, you can stay in Langguan City and go back to being Ayibu Yinailia."

Yan Niang stood in the clinic, suddenly hugged Zhu Zheng and said "Thank you."

Zhu Zheng waved her hand and turned back when she reached the door.

"By the way, my name is Zhu Zheng." She waved her arms. "In your Chixi dialect, it's called Qiaqiyi, a little paper bird that can fly."

Wen Fenghan also received a gift. When he returned to the tent, he saw a thin bamboo cage on the table.

When the veil was lifted, there was a gray rabbit inside.

Attached is a note.

"I got it."

The day before Zhu Rong and the other man left, Wen Fenghan broke camp early in the morning and prepared to set off for the next town.

The Zhenxi Army got ready and said goodbye to the city lord in front of Langguan City.

Sitting on the lean horse, Wen Fenghan looked through the layers of colorful banners at a pair of figures standing side by side on the city wall.

He was always so far away from her.

There were always other people around her too.

Wen Fenghan did not answer the question Zhu Zheng asked him that day, but he kept it in his mind.

As a general, why should he care about having scars?

Because his scars were not left on the battlefield.

The Duke of Zhenguo was greedy for sensual pleasures and kept a group of beautiful concubines. Although Wen Fenghan was the eldest son of the Wen family, his mother died of illness early. When he was a child, no one protected him in the mansion and he was scratched on the face with a hairpin by the vicious fourth concubine.

She had some seductive tricks that made her father, a general who had fought on the battlefield, ignorant and confused, and unable to distinguish between public and private matters.

She was not even severely punished and later gave birth to a child named Wen Boqiu.

She has always wanted Wen Boqiu to squeeze out Wen Fenghan's position.

Unfortunately, Wen Boqiu is not a competitive person, and is scolded by his mother every day as a hopeless case.

Once the gate of the mansion was closed, there was chaos in the house. Wen Fenghan was extremely disgusted with it, but he wanted to maintain the prosperity and peace of the mansion more than anyone else.

The Duke of Zhenguo has many children, but unfortunately none of them are outstanding. The only one he can rely on is his disfigured elder brother who left home early to join the army.

He was devoted to earning fame and honor on the battlefield, and his five brothers and sisters, who were not close to him, only had to refrain from doing anything out of the ordinary so as not to damage the reputation of the Zhenguo Mansion.

As for marriage, he never cared about it. He wanted to marry one or many such women, lock them up in the house, and watch them fight for men. All the fighting was based on false grounds.

Ridiculous, boring, and not worth mentioning.

But among the rich girls in the city, there were all kinds of people, but he only remembered the name of one person.

The first time he met Zhu Zheng was at the Hundred Flowers Festival. Wen Boqiu liked such elegant festivals, but Wen Fenghan had little interest and was simply ordered to accompany her.

The second time I saw her was at the Waterside Poetry Gathering. She stared at Wen Boqiu, rolling her dark eyes around.

She was pretty, especially when she smiled, she looked like a fairy from mountain legend.

As expected, Wen Boqiu was bewitched by her and went on a hunger strike to force the cancellation of the long-established engagement, and was put in solitary confinement by Wen Fenghan.

The Zhu family has a bad reputation, and the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion will not allow a girl like that to enter.

His sixth brother was tough for once and had the courage to cut his wrist and write a letter in blood.

Next to the Liuxian Pavilion, Wen Fenghan sat far away in the carriage, looking at Zhu Si who was carried over, and made a high-sounding and impassioned speech.

At that time, Commander Nie was still not polite. Not long after, he witnessed their arranged marriage in Liuguang Palace. When others asked about it, he was also very proud.

This girl is truly a monster and a disaster. Anyone who comes into contact with her will never have peace.

Wen Fenghan didn't know how much he had been involved. Before he realized it, he had already habitually looked at her, whether she was with Wen Boqiu or someone else, through the crowd.

It seemed like many years had passed without me noticing.

Until we reached the other side of the Gebai River, there was no more crowd between us and I was finally face to face with her.

An unknown noble person helped Wen Boqiu enter the Hanlin Academy. He was in charge of dredging rivers in the Water Conservancy Bureau. One morning when he was going to work, he found Zhu Zheng, who was half-dead, by the river.

He sent her to the clinic, and the next day, seeing the bounties posted all over the city, he suddenly panicked.

Wen Boqiu rescued the person, but was afraid that she would kill someone and pay with her life. Thinking of his elder brother who was about to leave Beijing, he sent her to Wen Fenghan and asked him to take the person away, begging him tearfully to save her life.

Wen Fenghan was annoyed by his crying and glanced at her pale face.

"She can't die."

People say that bad things can last for thousands of years. She must be blessed with a long life and will live a very long, healthy and worry-free life...

"Major General, it's time to set off."

A reminder brought Wen Fenghan back from his trance. He said "hmm" and turned his horse around without even looking at Zhu Zheng.

The horn sounded and the team set off.

The sunlight in Chixi in March is still dazzling, but the temperature is finally warming up, and people feel warm in the sun.

Zhu Zheng stood on the city wall, using his hands to support the pergola and looking down.

She was quite surprised that Wen Fenghan left earlier than them.

Although he didn't get along with her, he was still her savior, so she had to give him a gift.

Rong Yan stood beside her with his arm around her shoulders, his eyes swept across the figure who was looking out, then turned his gaze back to Zhu Zheng.

"Yes, but it takes two people to deliver it together."

This was the biggest concession he ever made.

Rong Yan, the Jade-faced Devil, rectified the military discipline and subtly cooperated with Wen Fenghan to play the good cop and the bad cop role, winning his heart and power over to him.

It is a fact that Wen Fenghan saved Zhu Zheng, everyone has their own opinion, and this is his return gift.

Of course, Zhu Zheng had nothing to do with him, but Wen Fenghan's thoughts were almost obvious.

She has always been a little slow and indifferent to romantic matters. Rong Yan would not be so foolish as to expose the matter to Zhu Zheng, so that she could understand Wen Fenghan's thoughts and remember him for the rest of her life.

Wen Boqiu has already given him enough headaches, there is no need for another one.

The breeze blew across the city wall. Rong Yan saw Wen Fenghan setting off and asked Zhu Zheng, "Are you going back?"

Zhu Zheng looked up at the sky, then looked at Rong Yan, "Wait a little longer."

It's a fine day today, a good day for sunbathing.

As the saying goes, steal a little time to relax from busy life.

Rong Yan didn't say much. He held Zhu Zheng close to his arms, shielding her from the wind, and placed his hand on her forehead to block the sun.

Zhu Zheng's raised hands were sore, she squinted her eyes comfortably and praised sweetly, "How can there be such a good man like you in the world? I want another one..."

Rong Yan glanced at Wen Fenghan who had not yet walked far away, "No more than two."

Zhu Zheng didn't know that he was jealous, so she suggested, "You can also have two of me."

Rong Yan immediately refused, "No."

"Why?" Zhu Zheng frowned and her smile fell. "Don't you think I'm good enough to have another one?"

This is so unfair, she wants him more, but he doesn't want her more.

Could it be that he is tired of dealing with her alone?

Rong Yan saw her puffed up face and pinched her cheek, "If I want another you, then you will want two husbands. I'm afraid I'll die of jealousy."

Zhu Zheng burst out laughing.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. He has also learned to make inappropriate witticisms.

Zhu Zheng smiled with her eyes curved. Rong Yan leaned over and kissed her on the face.

The Zhenxi Army that was going away became smaller and smaller, and more and more blurred, gradually turning into vague black shadows.

At the end of the blue sky, heavy clouds are rolling, and the spring breeze blows across the wilderness, caressing out gentle green waves.

When people stand on a high place, they can see the boundless universe and suddenly feel that they are as insignificant and ordinary as plants and trees.

Zhu Zheng looked at the phantom and suddenly recalled a period of his youth.

When her elder sister was not around, she often hid in the small attic alone, and peeked at the books her sister brought back in the light coming through the window.

The attic was small and dim, and the fresh pages of books were shining with light and had a light, pleasant scent of ink.

When I was young, I was impatient and would often read an entire travel book in one breath, even forgetting to eat.

The house was empty and depressing, and she had no one to talk to. All her friends were from books, who were quiet but generous in telling her about the colorful world outside.

Unfortunately, the book is thousands of pages long and it will take time to finish reading it.

When I close the last page, I always feel lost.

The story is not over yet. The wanderer who has overcome all obstacles may still have ups and downs and twists and turns in his life.

But she will never know it again.

When she grew up, she had this feeling again on the day she left Chengxushan and said goodbye to Chonghongzi.

She looked at the group of tearful eyes that remained there, and looked back every few steps as she went down the mountain.

Then I suddenly realized that this feeling is called separation.

I feel the same way again today.

It has nothing to do with Wen Fenghan, she just doesn't like separation.

I don't like being left alone.

The colorful flags fluttered in the wind. Rong Yan lowered his brows and saw that Zhu Zheng suddenly looked lost, so he tightened her wrist.

"What are you thinking about, so absorbed?"

She raised her head and met Rong Yan's gaze, as calm as the moon, which was fixed on her face.

Fortunately, she has no regrets in this life as she met such a person.

I will stay with her for a long time in the future.

Zhu Zheng hugged Rong Yan, inhaled the familiar cool fragrance on him, and reached her hand into his cloak, which was firmly grasped by his backhand.

"grown ups."

"Ah."

"I miss my master. Do you want to go back to Chengxu Mountain with me to see him..."

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