ugly queen

The weather is getting colder and colder, the chilly wind is blowing, the trees in the mansion are bare, only their withered branches stick out, they look like old people who are dying, unable to withstand the attack of the cold wind, in the cold wind swaying.

People are old and withered, and dead trees are used as firewood. This is an invariable law. Those "old people" who are dying are cut down by the underground people in the house to make firewood.

Zhang Yan lit a fire in their yard, and there was a pile of sweet potatoes that he didn’t know where he got them. The dry firewood was particularly easy to burn, and the sparks jumped up and jumped happily. , Zhang Yan dug out a few irregular black objects from the fire, and he held them with hot hands, when he turned his head and saw Murong Yan coming towards him with his belly outstretched.

Zhang Yan held the hot sweet potato in his hand, pinched his earlobe with the other hand, Murong Yan approached, and he smiled brightly at him, "Yan Yan, you came just in time, just out of the oven , hot sweet potatoes."

As he spoke, he dressed the black-skinned sweet potato in half, exposing the bright yellow inside, and it was still steaming. Zhang Yan handed half of it to Murong Yan's mouth, "It's still hot, and the special noodles are very sweet."

Murong Yan opened his mouth, ah, it's not bad, there is nothing more enjoyable than eating warm roasted sweet potatoes in this chilly weather.

"I said where did you go so early in the morning, so you were hiding." Murong Yan sat down beside him, greeted everyone, and said, "Where did you get so much, I don't remember if there is any food in the kitchen?" .”

"It was dug at the old village head's house." Zhang Yan gnawed on half a sweet potato, and said vaguely, "The land behind our house is rich in yield."

This Murong Yan did have an impression, he asked, "Then have you asked others? Just now someone came to complain that his sweet potatoes were stolen."

"Really?" Zhang Yan picked up the second one and said while eating, "I don't even know, it was Zuo's idea."

Zhang Yan betrayed his brother naturally. In front of his wife, his image must be intact.

Zuo Huan, who was named, looked confused and looked at Zhang Yan with gloomy eyes. His Lord Hou really lied without blinking. He was justified in giving him the debt, heh heh, he really has no morals at all.

Zhang Yan looked at Zuo Fan with a serious face, and said solemnly, "Zuo Fan, didn't you say hello to the master?"

Zuo Jian pursed his mouth, looked at Hou Ye's serious appearance, and admitted his mistake with an innocent face, "Hou Ye, I was wrong."

Zhang Yan hummed, "Thinking of your young age, there must be no next time."

"Yes, my lord."

Murong Yan glanced at the two of them, and finally looked deeply at Zhang Yan. He didn't say anything, just sat and ate sweet potatoes with everyone.

"How are you doing these days? Did Zhou actually bother you?" Zhang Yan leaned close to Murong Yan's ear and asked him.

Murong Yan turned to glance at him and said, "No." He thought for a while, then took out a ring the size of a thumb from his pocket, and said to Zhang Yan, "Give me your hand."

Zhang Yan looked confused, and handed him his hand to see what he was doing.Murong Yan put the ring into his hand and said, "After wearing this, you will never be able to marry anyone in this life, you are mine for this life."

Murong Yan said cautiously.

Zhang Yan was stunned, staring blankly at the wooden ring on the middle finger. The dark wood color was carved with patterns that he could not understand. It looked simple but had a solemn momentum. He raised his eyes and looked at Murong Yan. His eyes deepened, and he gently rubbed the ring on his hand with his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's made of wood, what if it is accidentally broken?"

His voice was soft like a feather brushing against the skin, making people shudder and feel itchy all over, everyone else shuddered, and stroked their arms up, oh my god, goose bumps all over the place.

"Cough, cough, cough..." A cough broke the weird atmosphere. Everyone followed the prestige, and it was Zuo Jian. There was a fire in his eyes, Xia Xing saw that the situation was not good, he grabbed Zuo Jian's neck, smiled and said to Zhang Yan, "Master Hou and Madam have something to say, we will leave first."

As he spoke, he dragged Zuo Fan away, Zuo Fan was still yelling, "Why, I haven't finished eating yet."

"Eat, eat, eat, you will know how to eat when you are exhausted later." Xia Xing said to him with a smiling face, the expression on his face was very gentle, and his tone was also very gentle, but what he said made Zuo Jian sweat.

He looked at Xia Xing with wide eyes, and said with a smile, "Hey, brother Xia, I know, do you have hot and sour dried radish?" Zuo Wei gently pushed his hand away, looked at him with twinkling eyes, acting like a baby, " Brother Xia, I really want to eat it."

Looking at the hand that was lightly thrown away, Xia Xing smiled helplessly. It's not for nothing that this leftover eats so much.

In the Yan army, Xia Xing always takes extra care of Zuo Fan. Zuo Fan is the youngest son of the Zuo family and the last remaining member of the Zuo family.The Zuo family was originally an aristocratic family in the Xin Dynasty, and Hui Wang Yuanhou came from the Zuo family. The Zishu people were sacrificed to Hui Queen, the Yuan Queen was abolished, the Zuo family was suppressed, and finally all the families were executed on the charge of treason. At that time, he was still a child, and he was handed over to Xia Xing by his eldest brother Zuo Zhi. To Zuo Zhi, Xia Xing was a good brother who loved him and spoiled him.

Zuo Huan loved to eat since he was a child, and he has a lot of strength. Xia Xing was not stingy with him, and he would give him whatever he wanted to eat. He pinched his cheek and said, "I know you like to eat, so I specially reserved it for you. "

Zuo Xiao smiled.

The two of them left, and the others did not disturb the couple's sweet confession one after another. Zhang Yan stared blankly at the ring in his hand, and watched Murong Yan say such domineering words in a serious manner. Zhang Yan felt a feeling in his chest. Feeling full of happiness, he stretched out his long arms and hugged Murong Yan tightly, as if he wanted to embed him in his body.

"It's yours. In the previous life, in this life, in the next life, and every life after life, it's all yours."

Murong Yan tried it, hesitated for a while, then slowly put his hands on his shoulders, leaned against him, and said, "Why do I want you so much, just don't run away with others in this life."

"No, definitely not." Zhang Yan opened his arms and swore seriously.

Murong Yan chuckled, "Why are you so serious, I believe you."

Zhang Yan groaned, this must be serious, the madam finally made a promise to each other for life, it is very memorable.

He played with the ring fondly, seeing that it was made of wood, he was a little worried, and said, "It's made of wood, it's easy to break."

"No," Murong Yan said, "It looks like wood, but it's not, it's a kind of rare iron stone, it won't break unless you deliberately use it, and the longer you wear it, the brighter it will be, which is good for your health. "

Zhang Yan looked at the sky and liked it very much. This was the first time his daughter-in-law gave something, and it was such a precious gift, so it must be cherished. But, thinking about it this way, it seems that he has never given anything to his wife.

He looked at Murong Yan and asked, "Is there only one of these?"

"En." Murong Yan nodded.This is the tradition of the Yang people. After sending this ring, both parties must not betray, otherwise they will be cursed by the gods. One person can only ask for one, and one can only be given to one person. After sending this ring, it means being bound to that person. The two must not tolerate others, otherwise the two will end badly.

Murong Yan didn't tell Zhang Yan the specific origin of this. Zhou Jing's appearance really put a lot of pressure on him. He didn't know why, but he always felt very uncomfortable knowing that Zhou Jing was always coveting Zhang Yan. Why should Zhou rob him, hum, it's a joke.

Even if he didn't know what he really wanted for Zhang Yan, no one was allowed to think about it.

Murong Yan puffed out his stomach, and half-jokingly half-seriously said, "If you become someone else's, I don't want you anymore. I have my son."

Zhang Yan said with a smile, "Then I dare not refuse, the life of my Zhang family is in your hands."

After finishing speaking, his ears were pulled, "Madam, madam, let go...it hurts..."

While the two were laughing, Gu Juncheng ran over in a hurry, bent over in front of the two of them and panted, "Big... big... sister-in-law, help... help..."

Both of them looked at him puzzled.