Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

The usually quiet Bieyuan was noisy at the gate today, and when the mute servant made gestures to understand, Liuqin was so angry that she really didn't know what to say.

The young lady was exhausted from thinking about the little general, and she still stopped people from coming in. Are these men just pretending to be straws?

She angrily rushed towards the gate, just in time for Chi Heng to rush in with a willow branch in his hand, his face sinking like water.

"Little General?"

Seeing her suddenly, Chi Heng suppressed his anger, casually threw away the flexible branch, and asked, "Where's Sister Qinghe?"

Liuqin was stunned by the cold and cold momentum around her, and couldn't help feeling: It's been a long time since I saw you, and I feel like a different person when I see you again.

There was such a big difference between the smiling general and the stern-faced general, she didn't dare to offend her, and she unconsciously expressed awe in her words: "Please follow me."

Chi Heng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly followed.

Passing through the gates of hanging flowers, the scene of spring is flying past in front of your eyes.

The door of the boudoir was pushed open, Chi Heng brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his sleeves, stepped lightly, and walked through the door holding his breath.

In the room filled with cold fragrance and medicinal fragrance, the smell is perfectly blended and not unpleasant. After smelling it for a long time, I even feel that the smell is simple and elegant.

Liu Se, who was standing in front of the couch, said in a soft voice, "The doctor said that you are exhausted, you are sick from worry, and you need to rest."

Chi Heng's throat was blocked: "When did you get sick?"

"Last night, it started to be bad. Miss today went to the pharmacy to refine the medicine, and when we found out that the person had passed out on the ground."

She stared at the bed without moving, Liu Se and Liu Qin looked at each other, Liu Qin left the medicine bowl on the small table, and the two sisters quietly retreated.

The door was closed, and no outsiders would disturb Chi Heng stepped forward and opened the gauze curtain.

The person I hadn't seen for a long time was lying quietly on the bed, with a gleam of worry locked between his brows, his lips were slightly pursed, and there was not much blood on his face, like a rose that was blown in the cool wind.It is clear that the fairy land outside the world has to come to suffer the unbearable pain in the world.

"Don't see me well, why are you taking your anger out on yourself?" She muttered, pointing her fingertips on the sickly beauty's slightly pursed lower lip, the touch was delicate and soft, and most of the anger in her heart dissipated.

Chi Heng sat on the round wooden stool in front of the bed, picked up the medicine bowl on the small table, scooped it up with a porcelain spoon and lowered his head to blow off the floating heat.

The decoction flows into the throat along the slit of the lips. Sleepy people have developed the habit of drinking medicine without affecting their sleep over the years. It is comforting and distressing to think about it.

Being able to drink medicine shows that the body is not too bad.

After patiently feeding the remaining half bowl, Chi Heng took out a brocade handkerchief and wiped the medicine stains on the corners of her lips.

"You pushed me to Sister Miaofeng, I was going to be angry with you, but I can't be angry with you anymore when you are sick. Wanwan, are you right? Your timing is really good. If you make me angry, I won't be able to get angry. Instead, I still worry about you...

"But you don't see me behind closed doors, let those people stop me, you are forcing me to choose between you and sister Miaofeng, what can I do? Of course I choose you. Whether you see me or not, I will choose you ,You know.

"You know that I will choose you in the end, and you still want to use this method to make sister Miaofeng give up, hurting the enemy by one thousand and self-damage by eight hundred, you are so stupid! Look, you have fallen, and I say you are stupid and you can't get up Hit me."

Chi Heng lay on the edge of the bed, his fingers dishonestly brushed across her pale face, the cool and smooth touch under his fingers made her unable to stop.

She muttered to herself: "I know you are a cruel person, but you are also cruel to yourself. What's the big deal? Of course I don't want to hurt sister Miaofeng's heart, but she is her, you are you, we Do I still need to talk about my love for the past year?"

Qinghe's hand hidden in the brocade quilt moved slightly, and General Chi approached her and brushed her collarbone with the end of her hair. Unable to bear her torture, the sick person was forced to open his eyes, and the hazy mist of the Jiangnan water town appeared in her eyes. Eyes opened together.

Chi Heng hummed twice, then smiled jokingly: "Are you willing to wake up?"

Knowing that he couldn't hide it from her, Qing He stared over without saying a word.

In fact, it wasn't too long since we hadn't seen each other, but it seemed like three to five months ago. I was so lovesick that I couldn't sleep day and night, and it was about to get out of control.

Just waking up from the ups and downs of the dream, she was in a daze.

It was this little trance that made the little general feel so soft-hearted.

Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her shoulders lying on the edge of the bed slowly straightened: "How is it? Are you in a good mood when you wake up? Seeing that I haven't been mad at you, how do you feel?"

Qing He's slightly frowned eyebrows stretched out, and he pulled the brocade quilt over the bridge of his nose with his hands, revealing only a pair of clear eyes with a charming smile.

It's plain to see that the mouth is dry.

She tilted her head, buried her face in the soft pillow and laughed.

Chi Heng's bewildered expression gradually became clearer, and when he heard her laugh, his thoughts fluttered and he threw himself on the bed of the girl's house, 'viciously': "Still laughing?"

She is stern and gentle, Qinghe is not afraid of her, she smiles with tears in her eyes, she is relieved to cut off the peach blossom, but also weeps with joy to see this person again.

Her body arched like a bridge, and she was suddenly pressed down across the brocade. She was startled, and her earlobe became hot: "Go down."

There were little tears left in the corners of his eyes, his body was still sick, and his speech was weak, so that the words he said lost their usual lethality.

Chi Heng pretended to be pitiful: "Wanwan, you made me sleepless, and you didn't even coax me, you just came up so fierce."

"Get off!" Qing He kicked her calf.

Not only was he not coaxed, but he was also kicked. The little general was wronged: "Sister, are you just doing this to someone who only cares about you?"

Her words really touched her heart, Qing He blushed and thought about it, then tried to kick her lightly: "Then you go down?"

"..."

Why do you still have to be kicked for speaking softly!

Chi Heng was sad and angry.

Clumsily climbed out of bed from her body, and went to look at the tightly wrapped person, without even showing her head, she pursed her lips, and suddenly realized: "Sister, are you shy?"

A muffled voice came from under the quilt: "Shut up."

Gee!

Chi Heng restrained his playful expression, and sat on the edge of the bed unceremoniously, propping up with one hand, afraid that she would be suffocated, so he used his hand to pull the spring quilt embroidered with big begonias: "Sister, don't miss me in the future, if I really want to be with you It's not so easy to coax you."

Qing He poked his head out of the quilt following her tugging: "Then you're gone now?"

"Hmph. It was supposed to disappear, but you kicked me. I'm so sad."

She said she was sad, and looked at the beauty's black hair scattered on her shoulders with a good eye, thinking: What's the matter if you get kicked twice?How many people are not so lucky to be able to coax Wanwan into a smile.

Qinghe let her be good, and asked in a moment: "Have you made it clear to her?"

"Make it clear." Chi Heng sighed sadly: "Some people and things can't be both, maybe this is also a part of growth."

Growing up means making sacrifices.

She looked at Qinghe without moving, and Qinghe stood up and embraced her, comforting her softly: "A Chi, you still have me."

Chi Heng buried herself in her snow-colored jacket, sighed and called out "sister".

Sickness comes like a mountain, and sickness goes like spinning silk. Rao, the "heart medicine" has come, and the sick body still needs to be taken care of.

General Chi stayed in the other garden tonight, and took care of her to sleep before resting next door.

When I woke up, the sky was bright.

Chi Heng sent someone to the palace to hand in a three-day leave certificate, and obtained His Majesty's permission for the vacation on the grounds that he would accompany his sick fiancée.

In May, the Sophora japonica flowers were in full bloom, and the little general went up the tree to pick the flowers flexibly, and planned to ask the cook to make fresh and delicious Sophora japonica cakes to eat.

Different from the dreary silence of the previous days, the warm sun finally shone into Xiuchun Bieyuan with the arrival of someone this day, hugging the cats peacefully and loosely, one person and one cat drowsy from the sun.

"Oh, this bouquet of Sophora japonica blooms really well!"

The small white flowers exuded a faint fragrance, and Chi Heng's "spicy. Destroy the flowers with hands", and soon the flower branches were bald.

Thinking of the delicious cakes she can eat today, she is full of energy.

"Wanwan, Wanwan, look, I picked a lot!"

She leaped down holding the bamboo basket, Qinghe was very sleepy, opened her eyes lazily, before she could see what she said "OK".

The word "chun sleepy" was vividly reflected in her body, Chi Heng scratched his head, and didn't care about sick people.

Handing Sophora japonica to the cook, she stroked her chin and thought, "I'm so anxious if I don't see me, but I don't even bother to look at me when I see me."

She stretched out her hand to knock down an ant that was crawling on the ground. The ant was knocked down and stood up firmly, and was knocked down again. Seeing it lying there motionless three times, Chi Heng thought that his hands had lost their sense of proportion and pinned it to death. I was regretting it, and then looked again, that humble ant was actually pretending to be dead?

She laughed out loud, raised her head, and said in a helpless tone, "Wanwan, don't sleep."

Walking over in two or three steps, Chi Heng squatted halfway, and whispered: "My dear sister, can I show you something?"

Aroused by her curiosity, Qinghe struggled to wake up: "What?"

"look."

A pair of jade tigers with engraved names are placed in the palms, and the spring is brilliant, and the two jade tigers are also shining brilliantly.

"It's just you, it's just me. Sister, can I give you 'me'?"

The little general's voice was clear and clear, and the ending was soft and natural for acting like a baby at this age.

The sleepiness brought by the spring day faded away from Qinghe's body and mind in an instant. With a gentle smile, she took over the jade tiger with the word 'Achi' engraved on its forehead, and her wandering heart suddenly settled down.

A Chi is hers.

The one held in the palm is hers, and the one squatting in front of her is hers.

She was satisfied, with gentle eyebrows: "Then this 'Wanwan' will be handed over to A Chi."

Chi Heng smiled, his eyes as clear as water: "It's okay to deal with her, I have to wait until I grow up, I don't know if this 'Wanwan' may wait for another two or three years?"

The courtyard was deep, the wind blew the Sophora japonica flowers, and the small white flowers fell on the top of the young general's hair. Qinghe raised his hand to pick them off for her.

The pure white Sophora japonica flowers bloomed at the fingertips. When she smiled, her bones and heart softened. The beauty opened her lips and said softly, "Yes."

……

The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp.

On the day Miaofeng left, fine spring rain fell in Shengjing City.

The rain formed a curtain, and Chi Heng stood on the rain curtain to see his friends off.

"When will you come back?"

"not sure."

"Sister Miaofeng, can I call you Sister Miaofeng again?"

Miaofeng's smile froze slightly, and she tried her best to make her smile brighter: "I can't do it today, maybe I have to wait for three to five years, and when you marry Miss Shen and have children, you can call me sister again, and I will really be your sister, but good?"

"Okay. Miss Miaofeng, let's go and say goodbye. Chi Heng hopes that you can wash away the dust and mud and enjoy yourself."

She really didn't even call "sister", Miaofeng's heart ached, and she smiled more enthusiastically: "Then I also hope that you will spread your wings and fly high."

Thousands of words came to his lips, but not many could come out.

She took a deep look at Chi Heng, as if she wanted to impress this man on her heart.She said: "If you give me that jade pendant, I will not return it to you. Third Young Master, listen to my persuasion, and smile less at girls you don't like in the future, it's too ostentatious."

I have never seen the light much in my life, and I admire it when I see it, and I can't control myself.

It's a pity that there is already someone around that person who most wants to shine.

Chi Heng was reluctant to let her go, knowing that leaving was their best destination, so he endured the bitterness.

Halfway through enduring it, Miao Feng stepped forward and gently hugged her waist: "It's better to smile, it's not your fault that you smile nicely."

Qinghe stood under the peach tree and looked at the distance casually, not seeing other women hugging her family's little general, not seeing the scene of friends saying goodbye.

She deliberately didn't look, Miaofeng walked up to her step by step: "Miss Shen."

"Miss Miaofeng."

"I understand the principle of cutting the mess with a quick knife. Miaofeng will never forget this 'knife' that Miss Shen 'borrowed' for the rest of her life."

"Well. If you can't forget it, then remember it, keep your eyes open, and don't pay for it infatuatedly in the future."

She missed Chi Heng and never forgot, but this man wanted her to remember.Miaofeng didn't expect her to still have such a lukewarm reaction.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't see through this sick and beautiful general's daughter, but it was no surprise that she and Ah Heng were the same.

Because the road is three thousand, Ah Heng only wants to go with her.

How lucky is the favored person?

She bent her lips, unwilling to show timidity: "Yes, Miss Shen."

Qinghe watched her turn around, her beautiful eyes were cold and stained with real tenderness: "Miss Miaofeng."

Miaofeng stopped and looked back at her.

"What I mean by keeping your eyes open is to find someone who really loves you and loves you. The flowering period is fleeting, so don't waste it, girl."

Miaofeng smiled and nodded at her.

She got into the carriage, not daring to open the curtain to look.

Convinced to lose.

This pro daughter of the Shen family has a weak body, she is beautiful, and she has a cold and hot heart, which is fatally attractive.

People born in Jiangmen are born with the pursuit and conquest of danger in their bones, so is Ah Heng, and so is Miss Shen.

The horseshoe rattled, and Miaofeng finally opened the curtain and looked behind him.

It was too far away to see the expression on that person's face clearly, but she thought that Ah Heng must be smiling, he was a kind-hearted person who looked innocent but could not be more considerate.

"Follow her."

"Yes!"

Liuqin and Liuse got on their horses and escorted Miss Miaofeng out of the city.

"Satisfied?" Qing He lightly pinched the young general's fair face.

Chi Heng smiled at her, ignoring the tears in the corner of his eyes might be more coaxing.

"Let's go, Chi."

"coming."

Chi Heng followed her footsteps, with empty palms, thinking for a while. She picked up Miss Shen's cool hand: "Sister, I'll help you warm."

"How long is it warm?"

"Long, long, long!"

……

The years have mottled the shadows of people, and people walking in the gap of time talk and laugh side by side.

There were large and small potholes on the bluestone slabs of the long street, and the snow as white as catkins covered Shengjing City in an instant.

People come and go, and the world is covered with frost.

Two years later.