Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

Turn your thoughts away, be ready to accept all possibilities, breathe lightly and gently, and your trembling hands stabilize.

Knowing that the effect of the medicine would not wake up until dawn, she was still afraid of startling the little general who had fallen asleep on the bed.

Chi Heng is young, with a slender waist and long legs. At the age of just developing, he is indistinguishable from male and female, so delicate that people can't bear to be profaned.

The golden bell swayed, and she came in a hurry. She was wearing a cloud-white undershirt. The cuffs and neckline were embroidered with snow patterns that could not be seen, and the silver and white embellishments added to her handsome appearance.

Wearing an undershirt greatly facilitated Qinghe's next move.

Sixteen years of life, no matter how stormy it was, Shen Qinghe lived a mediocre life.

The heart is as cold as iron, and it is worthy of others.

It was the first time to pick up people's clothes, and it was Achi, whom she was always thinking about. It was rare that he felt a little shy, and his earlobe was full of enthusiasm. He was surprisingly beautiful.

Fortunately, A Chi fell asleep, so I don't know how bad she is.

The bamboo house was quiet, her breath was slightly disordered, her chest heaved.

Ordinary girls can't do such a bold thing at all, but Qinghe, a ruthless person with a cold poison in his body who has to fight death every day, can't be called ordinary at all.

Her brows were calm, her pale fingers twitched slowly, her inner garment was opened, and she could see the silkworm clothes she was wearing next to her body. After being startled for a while, she couldn't help but smile: "It's more cautious."

Tiancan clothes are easy to wear but hard to untie, and they are notoriously difficult to untie.

Once there was an idiot who became a gentleman on the beam, and wanted to steal a certain prince's precious clothes that were warm in winter and cool in summer, but he fainted with difficulty, but he couldn't take off the silkworm clothes no matter what, in the end it was really hard to understand, and he was so annoyed that he looked up to the sky and sighed.

The sigh was a bit loud, which alarmed the guards patrolling outside the door.

Before he was caught and lost his head, he was still brooding, and asked the prince, how to solve this thing?

I don't know whether he is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, the prince who has been depressed for many days was amused, deeply felt that he was funny, and waved his hand to spare his life.

This is where the saying that the silkworm clothes are difficult to explain comes from.

Gradually, the superiors took the silkworm clothes as their own, unless the courtiers who have made great contributions to the country and won the emperor's heart can be lucky enough to be rewarded.

Zhu Guo's great generals are hereditary, and it is reasonable to have one of the ancestors.

It's just that the clothes are worn on A Chi, not General Chi, which is interesting.

It seems ruthless for the general to teach his son with a whip on weekdays, but it is really astonishing that he favors the youngest son.

Others don't know how to untie the silkworm clothes, so maybe they will be confused.

Ran Qing and his teacher Cheng Tangjiu have learned the art of medicine and poison and mechanism of concealed weapons since they were young. If they have such complicated things in their hands, as long as they can turn their brains and move their hands, everything will be solved easily.

The right time, the right place, and the harmony of people, two quarters of an hour later, the treasure clothes were neatly untied,

Candles flickered in the inner room, and needles could be heard.

The jade-white delicate female body on the bed came into view, the leanness of a martial arts practitioner and the delicacy of a young girl perfectly blended.

The texture is delicate, and the heart is in the heart at a glance.

The agreed-upon glance lost control in an instant, and Qing He covered her clothes almost in embarrassment.

His heart was hot, his body quickly turned his back to the bed, his breath was slightly panting, his face was red and his ears were hot.

A Chi...is a woman.

And she is a girl who is even more eye-catching than a young boy.

My heart was pounding and I didn't dare to look back.

I am afraid that my proud sanity will be corrupted by beauty.

After waiting for a long time, no one came out of the room. Jiang Xi, who was sitting under the moon watching the fun, covered her face with a funny smile:

This nephew, whether male or female, do you plan to let it go?

Imagine Qinghe's nephew seeing the truth, and facing the scene where the woman is trying to pretend to be indifferent, she laughed so that her shoulders trembled.

What should I say about these two children?

What a match made in heaven.

A son of a general who looks like a mess, but actually has a righteous heart and has never been a mess.

A sickly beauty who looks dignified, cuts open a heart, and cuts black and lawless inside.

Meeting each other is like a cat falling into a fish basket, or a drunkard falling into a wine pool.

It's hard to come out again in this life.

In order to ensure that little nephew Aheng was sent back to the house innocently, she lay leisurely on the bamboo chair, looking up at the stars and the moon.

See six directions, listen to all directions.

Across a door, no movement could be heard for a long time, Liuqin and Liuse each looked puzzled, unable to tell if it hadn't started or it had ended.

Inside the bamboo hut, Qing He pointed to fasten someone's belt with lingering eyebrows, and sat on the edge of the bed, unable to look away.

The youthful and invincible little general she thought was the body of a girl, with a narrow frame and a thin back.

Except that her development is not as good as hers, and her figure looks healthier than hers, other things are not much different from hers, and her atrium is filled with mixed emotions.

Such a Chi, how much courage did he have when he threw himself in front of her when he was six years old and was pierced through his flesh by an arrow?

It seems that such a little general Chi can no longer judge her courage by pure gender.

Sliding his fingertips across Chi Heng's handsome fair face, Qinghe secretly rejoiced: I'm glad I got it.

She should be more careful with A Chi in the future.

Around A Chi, there are already enough people who care about her growth.

Then what she should do most is to care about whether she grows up happily.

This is her little general, and she only wishes her to be healthy and carefree.

Another quarter of an hour passed, Qin Se, who was guarding the door, heard a gentle voice coming from inside the door, heaved a sigh of relief, and entered in response.

"Help me take her back."

"Yes."

……

The moonlight was alluring, Jiang Xi lay lazily on the bamboo chair, looked at the good nephew who was sending someone back to the house and was about to return the same way, and jokingly asked: "Still can't let go?"

The spring breeze blew past her ears, Qinghe tightened her clothes, smiled generously, "Since you have already picked it up, why put it down?"

She has no regrets in life and death, this person, she is going to decide.

In the second half of the night, it rained silently, and upon waking up, Chi Heng opened his eyes in bewilderment, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

After confirming that she was in the bamboo house and sleeping on her own bamboo bed, she suddenly realized.

It was a dream.

The little general pulled the corner of his lips lightly, thinking that this dream is really strange.

First, when she heard the bell ringing, she thought Wanwan was in danger, then she rushed into the bamboo house and was stunned by the fragrance, and finally she was found to be a girl by Wanwan...

There was a layer of sweat on her back: Fortunately, it was a dream, otherwise, she really didn't know what to do.

It's not intentional concealment, but this body is related to the future rise and fall of the entire General's Mansion, so you must not do anything reckless.

Parents wanted her to keep the secret, and if others found out it would be a big deal to kill them. If Wanwan found out, she couldn't kill her too.

Rubbing her face and reconfirming that her identity was well hidden, she slowly let out a long breath and got up to stay on the bed.

Last night, the spring breeze picked up, and the night rain knocked on the window. At dawn, magpies were chirping on the branches that had been drenched in the spring rain.

The birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, Chi Heng stretched his waist comfortably, and Qinghe who pushed the door out accidentally saw this scene, and the smile on his lips widened.

"Morning, Chi."

Chi Heng turned his head to greet her: "Sister Qinghe, good morning."

She carefully paid attention to every expression in the corners of Qinghe's eyes and brows, and seeing that she was in a good mood, she asked curiously: "Is there anything interesting, Wanwan can tell it and let's have fun together?"

The corner of Liuqin Liuse's mouth twitched when he heard the words, and he began to feel sorry for this innocent little general.

What kind of person is my young lady, dare to be undefended against her?

The little general is miserable.

Not only was it miserable last night, but it will be even worse in the future.

Having done something bad, Qinghe certainly had to blame himself.

Knowing that A Chi is a real woman, she treats her more gently.

Everyone in Shengjing preconceived it first, and the third son of Chi had a reputation for being lustful and vicious. Outsiders only knew that the third son looked like a good girl, but they didn't know that the third son of Chi was really a fake daughter.

Even she was almost cheated.

Recalling yesterday's scene, her ears were flushed, and she said tentatively: "Did Ah Chi sleep well?"

"Very good!"

Chi Heng stood upright, except for being startled when she just woke up, her dreams at night were always peaceful.

Wanwan in the dream is gentler than she is now.

Knowing that she was a daughter, he didn't accuse her of being a liar, didn't say that he hated her and would ignore her in the future, but gave her a hug gently and full of pity.

She said that she had disguised herself as a man for many years, and it was really hard work.

Just as he was thinking, someone wrapped around his waist.

She lowered her head and was stunned: "Wanwan?"

It might be better to be a woman, because only a woman can let go of her restraint and hug her A Chi according to her heart.

Shen Qinghe didn't respond, and continued the hug in silence, his heartbeat went from warm to peaceful, and his breath was the gentle breath of this person.

With her firmly encircling her waist, Chi Heng hesitated for a while, and put his hands on the girl's slender waist, unwilling to be lonely, without daring to use any force, and hugged her vaguely.

The morning light swayed between the hair of the two of them, Liuqin and Liuse were embarrassed to look more, turned their faces away, and the corners of their lips couldn't help curling up.

Sure enough, it's better to cultivate your sweetheart early.

Like the young lady and the young general, they know each other well and cherish each other.

Even if the window paper is not pierced, it is sweet and makes people envious.

"Wanwan?" Chi Heng called her small characters.

Qinghe resisted not being greedy, and let go of her with a smile: "Huh?"

What do you want to say when you call her?Not wanting to understand, Chi Heng was interrupted by this casual and natural question.

She looked brightly: "It's okay, I'm calling you on a whim."

Qing He smiled without saying a word, under the gentle and indifferent appearance, she couldn't stop thinking of her name in her heart.

A Chi, A Chi.

A sound echoes to the tip of my heart, never tired.

After calming down, knowing that A Chi is actually a woman, Qinghe's thoughts were filled with worries for several consecutive nights.

On the fourth watch, I was still tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep.

Liuqin, who was on guard at night, couldn't figure out why the lady was worried, so she didn't dare to disturb her, so she lightly added soothing incense to the Zijin furnace.

Lying sideways in the bed tent, Qing He thought hard, full of doubts.

A Chi was born pretending to be a man, what exactly does the Chi family want to do?

What kind of thoughts does that person in the palace have?

Years ago, who was the imperial doctor taking the pulse of the courtiers above the third rank and their families?

What should she do to protect A Chi, and what should she do to gain A Chi's admiration as a woman?

Women chasing men, what about women chasing women?

The difficulty suddenly increased a lot.

Shen Qinghe has a regular schedule 360 ​​days a year, and the night is dark, but at this time she has no sleepiness at all.

Her intuition told her that there was a giant man-eating beast lurking at A Chi's feet.

So, what can she do to keep her unscathed?

She was deeply saddened by her own weakness.

At the dinner table, Chi Heng looked at her worriedly: "Wanwan, you look so pale, did you not sleep well?"

She could see through the light makeup on her face at a glance. Qing He held long chopsticks and raised his eyelids lightly: "Is it ugly?"

"Not ugly."

"It's not ugly, why is Chi looking at me like this?"

Chi Heng put down his bamboo chopsticks, "I'm worried about you. You see, I eat well and sleep well every day, and I can jump and dance. Wanwan, you should think less."

Knowing that only 'he' can persuade the young lady to return to her normal routine, Liuqin boldly said: "Last night, the young lady stayed up late again, little general, please persuade my young lady."

The little general stopped eating when he heard this, he was inconceivable: "Wanwan, how can you go to bed late? I don't even go to bed late."

Qinghe got a headache from her nagging, and couldn't cover her ears, begging for mercy softly: "Okay, I know I was wrong, I promise you that you won't go to bed late, let me go?"

"Let you go?" Chi Heng was full of courage: "Next time, let alone let you go, I have to chop off your 'horse' with a knife."

Unable to resist her, Qing He glanced resentfully at Liu Qin who was complaining.

Relying on her backing, Liuqin gave her a playful smile.

Although he promised not to go to bed late, he didn't sleep well for several nights in a row. The next day, Qinghe lay sickly on the bed and didn't get up.

Wrote the prescription and told Liuqin to take the medicine and boil it, but didn't dare to tell Chi Heng.

When Chi Heng found something wrong and knocked on the door to come in, Miss Shen drank less than half of the medicine in the bowl.

Most of the rest was spoon-fed down the throat by the vengeful little general, and his ears were full of complaints along the way.

It is a complaint, Qinghe is quite useful.

She didn't want A Chi to really treat her as her sister.

"Wanwan, how can you not cherish your body?"

Chi Heng held a small porcelain bowl in his hand, and lowered his head to blow off the hot air floating on the surface, looking tangled.

One is that other than her, A Niang has all sons, and she has no older sisters, so she regards Qinghe next door as her elder sister, and treats her elder sister with respect.

In addition to being respectful, she couldn't understand Qinghe's behavior of going to bed late.

Do not understand, more distressed, in addition to distressed, there is no way to express the anger.

Getting angry with her, Qinghe didn't say much, just looked at her with a smile in his sparkling eyes.

The scorching sensation of burning the knife struck again, and Chi Heng swallowed, but he couldn't say a word of accusation to these talking eyes.

She worked hard and fed her medicine, the medicine juice in the porcelain bowl bottomed out, she took out two candied fruit and fed it to her mouth.

One for Qinghe, one for yourself.

The sweet and sour taste melted in the mouth at the same time, the two looked at each other and smiled, and laughed out loud at the same time.

Many times Liuqin and Liuse didn't understand what the two of them were laughing at.

They didn't understand, but it didn't affect the little general and Miss Shen, who both thought it was funny.

Regarding the matter of fate, if you look at it right, how can there be any reason to say it?

After Chi Heng left, Jiang Xi slowly turned into the bamboo house and sat on the edge of the bed to check his pulse.

The cold poison that was finally stabilized was not induced again, and her face turned pale: "Ah Heng is right, you can live longer by thinking less."

Qinghe's eyes were deep, seeing her, he naturally remembered what happened a few days ago.

That night when the uncle asked, "I can't let it go", it clearly showed that I knew that A Chi was disguised as a man.

She pondered and said without being long-winded: "Dare to ask Master, what is the relationship between you and A Chi?"

With her sharp mind, she only asked at this time, which shows that her mood has indeed fluctuated greatly in the past few days.

Jiang Xie's eyes narrowed slightly: "I can't say anything else, as long as you know, I won't hurt her."

"Won't hurt her? Uncle Dare to swear to the sky?"

"You child, for the sake of your sweetheart, you don't even care about the life and death of your uncle?"

Qing He raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

"What a cold and cold girl."

Jiang Xi was silent for a long while, her red lips slightly parted: "I swear, not only will I not hurt Ah Heng, but I will also protect her with my life. So, are you satisfied?"

Qinghe's eyes slightly curved: "Thank you, Uncle."

Cold and affectionate, knowing that she fell into her trap, Doctor Jiang had no choice but to jump.

Looking at the broken palm prints, Jiang Xi thought to herself: I came for her, how could I hurt that child?

"Master!"

Chi Heng was holding Liuqin's freshly made dim sum, just in time to catch Miracle Doctor Jiang who was walking out, and warmly greeted him: "It's freshly baked, master, try one?"

She pinched a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and fed it to Jiang Xi's lips. Infected by her bright smile, Jiang Xi had a feeling: No wonder Qing and his nephew acted like they were protecting the calf.

Born a child, pure and flawless, shining brightly, how could anyone not like it?

"Uncle, how is Wanwan?"

"Trouble mind and mind, thinking sick."

"Ah?" Chi Heng was distressed: "Then what should I do?"

How can it be good?

Silly nephew, her concern is not her own, but yours.

With a thought, Jiang Xi smiled and said, "It's simple, just spend more time with her."

"is it?"

"Of course, sweet-scented osmanthus cake will come again..."

A gust of wind blew by, there was no sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and everyone ran away.

She choked with anger, what a bastard!

The "bunny boy" in the mouth of Miracle Doctor Jiang is the little sun in Qinghe's heart. The little sun Chi Heng pushed the door and entered with a smile on his face: "Wanwan, do you want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"