Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake just out of the oven is steaming, with a light and elegant aroma, and it melts in the mouth. Chi Heng sneaked a piece in the small kitchen before, and he was willing to bring it over because he thought it was delicious.

Inside the bamboo house, there is a bamboo bed rolled up by a plain gauze tent. Qinghe is half leaning on the head of the bed, with long hair shawl, black and beautiful hair flowing around her chest like running water, her neck is slender, and her skin is as pale as snow

Full of fragility, but there is a warm light in his eyes when he smiles.

Seeing Chi Heng, she sat up slightly, glanced at the porcelain plate he was holding, and slightly raised the corners of her lips: "You came just in time."

Hearing this, General Chi's smile deepened: "I guess you're hungry."

She moved a round wooden stool and sat in front of the bed, with great interest: "It was originally ten yuan, but I gave one piece to the uncle before entering the door. Fortunately, you have a small appetite, and one plate is enough to fill you up."

"Did you feed the master?" Qinghe glanced at the neatly stacked cakes on the plate, and saw that there was indeed a corner missing, she smiled: "The master has bad teeth and doesn't like sweets, so I don't need to give them to her in the future. "

"Is that so? Uncle's teeth are bad?"

Without thinking about it, she smiled and pinched the boxy sweet-scented osmanthus cake, her brows raised: "Come, try it."

Knowing that she is the softest girl on the inside, Qinghe treated her a lot more intimately, biting a small mouthful of her hand in a gentle manner, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed on her lips and teeth, it was clear and sweet, and her eyes were delighted.

Chi Heng likes to watch her eat, and someone as thin as Wanwan should eat more.

Fearing that she would choke, he turned around and made tea.

Seeing this, Qinghe teased deliberately: "I'm just sick, not my hands and feet."

Just one sentence made Chi Heng's face flush, seeing her shy and silent appearance, Miss Shen felt sweet in her heart.

She liked looking at A Chi's shy face more than seeing the winter jasmine blooming.

A Chi blushed, not only his ears were red, but his neck was also red, the red was gorgeous, but not too thick.

Just the right amount of beauty.

This kind of beauty, in a few years, I don't know how many men and women will be attracted to it.

Chi Heng was often the one who made people blush, but this time it was her, she was so confused: why didn't Wanwan learn her good things, only learn her bad things?

She was puzzled, and vaguely felt that something had changed.

Wanwan's attitude towards her is closer than before, just like now, no longer sticking to the difference between men and women, Ken is slowly tasting the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with her hand.

what did she find

Chi Heng's heart shuddered.

Afraid of arousing her unnecessary suspicion, calmness is enough, the spirit is visibly sluggish, and the end of the eyes is tired. After a while, she said listlessly: "Headache."

"Headache?" Without thinking about it, Chi Heng put down the plate: "I'll go get the uncle."

"and many more."

The little general walked fast, and he had already taken four or five steps in the blink of an eye. Looking back, his eyes were full of confusion.

Facing her questioning eyes, Qinghe said helplessly, "Don't bother Master, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

"Is it really not necessary?"

"Need not."

Chi Heng always respected her wishes, and thought for a while: "Okay, you sleep, I will go outside to guard the door, remember to ring the golden bell if you have something to do."

She left as soon as she said, looking at the back of her leaving, Qinghe laughed, turned sideways to face the wall, and fell asleep after a while.

There was a gentle breeze, sitting on the stone steps outside the door, Chi Heng held his chin and fell into deep thought.

Wan Wan is probably just sick and wants more care from her.

It's her who is like a soldier, and she is too cautious.

After trying to understand this point, I felt relieved: Fortunately, fortunately, Wanwan didn't discover the secret of her disguise as a man.

A figure slowly approached her, and when it was close, Jiang Xi smiled first without saying a word, and laughed purely angrily: "Why are you here, you were kicked out?"

She walked silently, and seeing her, Chi Heng hurriedly covered his face, fearing that his uncle would be "accounted for after autumn" because of a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

He didn't dare to look at her, buried his face in his knees, and said with a clear and innocent voice of a young man: "Wanwan has a headache, she fell asleep."

How could it be a real headache?

You fool, you've been dismissed again!

Jiang Xi didn't know whether to be angry or to feel sorry for her: such a solid-minded person, how could he lose a crushing defeat against Qinghe's senior nephew who is so deep in Shangcheng's mansion?

After thinking about it again, Ah Heng's 'lose', in a sense, isn't it an invincible 'win'?

In the final analysis, there is a girl who is full of heart and soul and is willing to fight for her and escort her. This child is a blessed person after all.

There was nothing to say for a while, Jiang Xi stood with her hands behind her back, blowing with her.

Not long after, Chi Heng raised his fair face and said earnestly, "Uncle, your teeth are bad, so try to eat as little sweets as possible in the future."

"what?"

She looked surprised and did not seem to be fake, Chi Heng observed her words and suddenly recalled:

There is no such thing as "my uncle has bad teeth and doesn't like sweets" at all, it's probably because Wanwan doesn't like her feeding others snacks and said that on purpose.

She blinked, her eyes were clear, she wanted to laugh but she didn't dare to smile in front of others: "No, uncle, I just said something wrong in a moment of confusion."

Say the wrong thing?Jiang Xi has traveled more bridges than she has traveled, how can she not know that she has the intention to 'cover up'?

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and she felt happy: such a nephew Qinghe, she was so jealous.

The two are also interesting, one is secretly jealous and doesn't say anything, the other is aware of it but deliberately covers it up for others.

Doctor Jiang lamented again: If this can't be a couple, then it's too much for heaven's sake.

She patted Chi Heng's shoulder lightly, showing an inexplicable smile: "Ah Heng, do it well."

What?

Chi Heng blinked, dazzled by beauty.

……

The day is gone, the stars and the moon are in the sky, and the mountain wind lingers around the bamboo house.

Chi Heng raised his head to look at the sky, then turned his head and looked silently at the dim candlelight reflected by the window paper.

After a few glances, I couldn't help urging: "Sister Qinghe, it's time to go to bed."

Before her voice fell, the candles in the room were extinguished.

In order to prevent a certain girl surnamed Shen from falling asleep at night, Chi Heng stayed outside the window for seven days to remind her to go to bed early.

Doctor Jiang, who was watching the excitement, greatly appreciated Chi Heng's move.

Under their joint care, Qinghe's condition improved, and the cold poison did not show up for half a month.

Just before dawn, the east was turning white, and a farm family in Xiaoxiangshan went to the bamboo house to ask Doctor Jiang for a visit.

Jiang Xie was born in [Taoism], healed diseases and saved lives, and took the path of fighting against destiny with merit.

Common people sincerely begged her, and she definitely had no reason to refuse.

Before leaving, he left enough pills, told Qinghe to take them three times a day, and told Chi Heng about the trivial things that need to be paid attention to in daily life.

After finishing these, Jiang Xi waved his sleeves and left with the medicine basket on his back.

With one person missing, the bamboo house suddenly became empty. Chi Heng was not used to it at first, but after an hour of swinging the knife, his disappointment evaporated with his sweat.

As the sun was shining, she turned her head to look at the young girl sitting under the peach tree playing chess alone, and a warm feeling instantly filled her heart.

The little general put the knife back into its sheath, and ran over briskly: "Sister, let me talk with you."

Both of them are the daughters of generals, and they have to learn how to form troops when they were young.

One is a natural general, and the other is deeply versed in people's hearts and minds. Black and white chess pieces are fought lively on the chessboard, and Chi Heng loses half of the chess pieces in the end.

The little general became more and more courageous and energetic, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qinghe to continue: "Sister, let's play another game, I will definitely play this game well."

Holding the fragrant tea in his hand, Qinghe looked at her angrily: "Don't you want me to marry you again?"

Chi Heng regretted his stupid behavior, and begged for mercy: "Don't dare, how dare you underestimate my sister?"

In the restarted round, she still lost half of the game.

"Losing again?"

She stared wide-eyed, sat upright, and sat there without saying a word, analyzing the opponent's chess moves, and summing up the reasons for the failure.

After a quarter of an hour, she raised her head and smiled all over her face: "Sister, let's play the last round."

"it is good."

The so-called general's talent quickly sums up experience in failures, waits for opportunities, inserts a knife quickly and accurately into areas where the opponent's defense is weak, controls the rhythm, and reverses the situation. This is the basic.

This round was dealt with with [-] points of effort, and finally won back Qinghe Banzi.

She was overjoyed: "Sister, you didn't let me go, did you?"

After losing the chess game, the smile in Qinghe's eyes was more sincere than winning, and he praised from the bottom of his heart: "A Chi is very good."

She is not afraid that A Chi is powerful.

On the contrary, she was afraid that she was not good enough.

The two have their own inspirations and progress in the game of chess, and half a month passed away in a hurry, and the doctor Jiang still has not returned.

At first, Chi Heng was genuinely worried about the safety of his uncle, but he was awakened by Qing He's words, and suddenly realized: Yes, that is a person who can endure even the punishment of heaven!

She really didn't dare to think that there was anyone in this world who could be more powerful than the uncle.

The uncle has not returned, he must be caught by the patient and cannot get out for a while.

She relaxes and practices martial arts every day. When she is not practicing martial arts, she often loves to be by Qinghe's side to relieve her boredom, make her laugh, and get along with each other happily.

The little tail in May quickly disappeared into the cracks of spring, and in June, there was plenty of rain, and there was constant wind and rain outside the window.

Chi Heng was lying on the bed and her eyelids were twitching again. Every time her eyelids twitched, it was almost nothing good.

"strangeness……"

She turned sideways to face out of the window: "Why are you always a little restless these days?"

……

In the east of Xiaoxiang Mountain, the sky is clear, but the ground is still a little muddy.

After treating five patients suffering from severe diseases one after another, Jiang Xing carried the medicine basket on his back and walked along the path in the mountains.

After walking a few steps, his body froze, his eyes were absent-minded, and his fingers kept counting.

Her complexion suddenly became heavy, and she was about to lift her legs to rush to the bamboo house, when the ashen-faced woman threw herself at her feet without hesitation: "I beg the divine doctor, please save my daughter-in-law!"

"..."

The daughter-in-law of the woman's family has a difficult labor, and the child in the womb will not be born again, and two people will die soon.

The road ahead was blocked, and a sad look appeared on Jiang Xie's brows, and a clear understanding rose in his heart:

Is this about to start?

She frowned and looked at the mottled circle of light falling on the branches and leaves, and slowly squinted her eyes, looking at the red sun hanging in the sky.

There are no two suns in the sky, but there are two stars in the emperor.

When two stars come to this world, destiny must be fought.

It is a situation that must be contested. If you don't fight, you will die.

14 years ago, she and Chi Yan fought to the death to cover up the secret of the child, so that [Dragon Gate] still can't find the emperor star.

Now it was Ah Heng's turn to step into the turbulent river of fate, Jiang Xi's heart was agitated, and a surge of pride suddenly rose in his chest.

As an emperor, why are you afraid of corpses and bones?

If you have to rely on people to rescue even this little crisis, how can you shoulder the heavy responsibility and fight for a destiny?

The road under Aheng's feet will eventually require her to fight step by step with a knife.

Having made up her mind, she ruthlessly ignored her and was taken home by the woman.

Outside the bamboo house, the vegetation is ostentatious, surrounded by 24 killers.

To collect people's money and people to eliminate disasters, travel long distances on this trip, vowing to take the head of the third son of Chi.

The enemy was at hand, Liuqin and Liuse showed their weapons one after another to protect Qinghe.

The morning light fell on the eaves, scattered petals were blown up by the wind, and the murderous intent was approaching. Chi Heng raised his chin slightly and pulled out his sword brazenly!

The author has something to say: I couldn't help but make a small repair, so that the reading experience will be better (love you, refill~)