Leng Buding heard the name of the baby crying at night, and her lips twitched.
I don’t understand why the conversation about the two of them as a couple got involved with Yu Wensheng.
To be on the safe side, she answered in a moderate way: "As long as you are a citizen of Ye country, who doesn't recognize this famous name?"
Her answer made Liu Fengmian not satisfied. He smiled and said, "I'm not asking about other people, but what do you think of him?"
Thoughts?
What do you think?
Zheng Quchi really didn't know what he wanted her to answer, but he continued to compose the lyrics according to his wishes: "For a person as high and powerful as General Yuwen, how can a commoner like me dare to comment on him casually?"
Yuwen Sheng saw her evading the question several times, and his expression gradually became bad: "This is a private conversation between you and me, it doesn't matter."
Zheng Quchi expected that Liu Fengmian, as Yu Wensheng's subordinate, would like to hear some praise for his lyrics.
She pondered: "Well... he is very powerful. He is a talented man who controls the military. He is powerful in the battlefield. It is he who frightens the enemy's heart. It is he who protects the entire Ye Kingdom, so he is an indispensable general in the Ye Kingdom."
After hearing this, Yu Wensheng glanced at the corner of his mouth and narrowed his eyes like crescent moons: "Well, apart from this identity, do you have any feelings about him as a person?"
Zheng Quchi looked at him suddenly, his unabashed expression made the smile on Yu Wensheng's expression freeze on his lips.
His eyes were very quiet, so quiet that no emotion could be seen, but he was smiling again.
"Are you afraid of him? Are you disgusted with him?"
Zheng Quchi didn't know how to word it for a moment.
She couldn't help but think of every time she met Yu Wensheng.
Every time it was not full of blood and cruelty, or on the verge of various dangerous situations, the emotion engraved in the bone marrow could not be concealed by her if she wanted to.
In the process of both parties being silent, time was compressed to the extreme, and seconds seemed like years.
"You are afraid of him, and you hate him even more." Yu Wensheng came to the conclusion.
He couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling in his heart at this moment. It was cold, sharp, and he was roaring with rage, but was suppressed by his own hands in the darkness of the abyss.
"Why?"
In the small, dark carriage, he stretched out two cold fingers, lifted her chin, and breathed closer. The invisible pressure made Zheng Quchi have the illusion that he was facing Yu Wensheng.
"You have never met him at all, why do you fear him or even hate him?"
"I..." She moved towards the outside of the car, but was pinned in place by his pliers.
His eyes were deep, his black hair was disheveled, and his brocade-black robe seemed to have been soaked in the light of thousands of stars and moons, and became even more gloomy and opaque.
"Is it because others call him Living Yama?"
Zheng Quchi felt that his mind was unstable and that he was about to lose control of his madness, so he shouted: "Feng Mian!"
However, Yu Wensheng turned a deaf ear to this name: "You just said clearly that he is a great hero and a great general, but why don't you like him? What is it about him that makes you so repulsive?"
Zheng Quchi was also angry at this time. It was none of her business that he "protected" his boss in this way. She only knew - "He is violent, cruel and murderous. Although he is the patron saint of Ye country, he holds the life in his hands." He wants to kill Daquan, but his behavior is extreme and sinister. I, Zheng Quchi, am just an ordinary person. Isn’t it normal for me to be afraid of him?"
Let me ask, who in the entire Ye Kingdom does not respect and fear him?
You can sing praises from a distance, but no one will get close or get close to such a moody person who only has the danger of killing around her. This is the tendency of human nature. She is a bit human, so what's wrong with her?
"No!" Yu Wensheng's dark eyebrows furrowed, and his porcelain smile looked as scary as a fake: "You can't be afraid of him!"
Violent, cruel, and murderous... He is indeed such a person.
His actions are extreme and sinister... She is right.
However, he was not happy, very unhappy, that these comments that he was already familiar with came out of her mouth.
How could she be like others?
As soon as Yu Wensheng finished speaking, he heard a timid and disturbing voice coming from outside.
"Sir, my subordinates have urgent business that needs to be reported."
The people outside did not notice the situation inside the carriage, but after stopping the carriage, they were frightened. Although they spoke vaguely, they sounded very anxious.
Yu Wensheng paused. He looked at Zheng Quchi who stared back at him with a pair of big amber eyes, like an alert and angry orange cat. The two of them stood in silence for a moment, and his outward emotions and holed throat were filled with coldness. Received it again.
He raised his eyes, and saw a crisp cold wind blowing outside the window. The lamps on the roadside penetrated into the car. His outline seemed to be immersed in soft light, but his eyes were colder than the frost flowers on the riverside.
"Wait for me in the car."
When he got off the car, sat on the wheelchair, and was pushed away, Zheng Quchi slowly let out the breath he had been holding in.
Zheng Quchi sat up straight and recalled the scene where they had just argued. She frowned and felt restless. She put her head against the side window and faced the cold wind.
"What, for Yu Wensheng, you are so cruel to me? Is he more important than your wife? In that case, why did you endure the pain and take me shopping in the middle of the night? Why don't you go to your house? General..."
——
After Yu Wensheng got off the carriage, the restrained aura spread all over his body in an instant, and his overwhelming sight made the spy who came to report not even dare to raise his head.
"General, the Mo family sent people to sneak into the military camp again, but this time they did not save anyone. They only went to the cell and stayed for a cup of tea, and then left quickly."
"Can anyone be arrested?"
"The opponent's crossbow was very powerful and his archery skills were very good. He killed all the captured soldiers and escaped."
crossbow? Could it be that he was the man who shot through Moye on the river beach last time and "taken the prize evenly"?
Of course Yu Wensheng still remembered this assassin who was good at crossbows, and was even deeply impressed, but could it be him?
"But Wei Konwei has already sprinkled tracking powder around the cell. It won't take long before we can find out this person's whereabouts."
"After you find the person, you don't need to alert him. You just need to spy secretly to see if he has secret contacts with his accomplices."
"yes."
The pale brilliance fell quietly on Yu Wensheng's gilt mask. He lowered his eyelashes and fanned slowly like a pair of beautiful black phoenix feathers. His crimson lips curled up, looking evil and wanton.
Sang Xuanqing, this is your last chance. If you betray...
Must kill!
——
The two of them took a carriage back to Sang's house late at night, but were caught by Brother Sang who stayed up all night long and scolded them.
She accused the two of them of playing nonsense, and mentioned that the night was cold and the wind was cold. If she drank wine and the wind blew again, wouldn't it be easy for her to catch the wind and cold? Liu Fengmian's foot injury had not healed... In short, there were a lot of bits and pieces, all of which were old. Paternalistic education.
Zheng Quchi quickly behaved to please him and calmed down Brother Sang's anger, and then he was able to calm down his ears.
She said that she would also stay up until dawn together.
Complete this traditional custom.
But Brother Sang nodded on his forehead: "Go and have a rest quickly. You see how drunk you are. You can't hold on even if you want to. My sister has already fallen asleep, so you don't have to keep watch. I won't be here tomorrow." It’s okay, just come tonight and keep the lights on for our family all night long.”
Zheng Quchi knew that her brother felt sorry for her.
As an older brother, he was very strict and often taught and reprimanded her, but more often than not, he followed her silently, using a kind of silent companionship and support to let her do the willful things she wanted to do.
And as long as she comes home, he won't let her do anything. He just wants her to have a good rest, and he will take care of all the housework.
"Thank you, brother." She reached out and hugged him, closing her eyes like a little beast returning home, with a smile on her lips.
Brother Sang also gave a rare smile, his deeply furrowed nasolabial folds stretched out, and he patted her furry little head.
How she and Liu Fengmian went out tonight, and how they came back dressed in valuable clothes, he didn't care about these things. As long as she returned home safely, he could ignore other things.
"How old are you? You're still acting like a spoiled child with your brother. Go to sleep."
——
When Zheng Quchi was asleep, he heard voices next to him.
She opened her eyes drowsily and turned her head, only to see Liu Fengmian's eyes closed tightly, as if he was trapped in a nightmare. The sweat on his forehead wet his hairline, and he kept talking nonsense.
She was startled, all her sleep was driven away, and she immediately turned over and sat up.
"Wake up, Feng Mian, wake up! You are dreaming."
She slapped his shoulders, trying to wake him up.
Yu Wensheng opened his eyes suddenly, bloodshot eyes were all over the white kernels, and his pupils were as bright as dead flowers. They were a pair of eyes that were dragged into a dream and full of sinister resentment.
If it hadn't been that the night was too dark and the moonlight outside the window was blocked by dark clouds, Zheng Quchi couldn't see his appearance clearly, otherwise he would definitely be shocked.
But at this time, she still felt something was wrong. She squinted her eyes, trying to see him clearly.
"Feng Mian, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?"
Yu Wensheng gradually came back to his senses. In his pale hands, the purple blood vessels penetrated through the thin skin, forming a curved vine shape. He touched her arms with both hands, exploring them bit by bit, as if he wanted to confirm her appearance: "Curve ruler?"
When he couldn't see her, she grabbed his hand and put it on her face: "Yes, it's me. What's wrong with you? Your hands are so cold."
"Tell me..." He breathed low and moved closer to her. The color of his rose lips had faded: "Tell me, you won't be afraid, and you won't think that I am an unknown person..."
Zheng Quchi was stunned.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Yu Wensheng tightened his hands and stared at her with his dark eyes: "Tell me again, what do you think of these phoenix tears in the corners of my eyes?"
Zheng Quchi frowned. His hand was not strong enough, and she felt the pain: "Did you just have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, everything in the dream is..."
Yu Wensheng didn't want to hear these indifferent words of concern, so he interrupted her: "Say those words you said before!"
Seeing that he was affected by nightmares and was emotionally unstable, Zheng Quchi tried to calm down his restlessness. She pulled off the cotton robe, covered them both, and then stretched out her arms to hug his cold stone body.
Yu Wensheng's eyes opened slightly and he felt the warmth coming from her body.
She shivered because of his low temperature, but still did not choose to let go. Instead, she allowed him to cling to her and absorb the warmth of her body.
"I don't know what phoenix tears are, but they are definitely not a sin or a disaster when they are longer than the corners of your eyes. It is just a very common disease. There is no need to cure it or worry about it. They are beautiful, just as beautiful as you. .”
"So do you like it?"
"Of course, I love it."
Yu Wensheng stretched out his fingers and stroked the Phoenix tear mole that she had loved and kissed with her hot lips, feeling particularly frightened in his heart.
Yes, she didn't lie, she really liked it.
He recalled the scene that had actually happened in the dream again. He suddenly covered his eyes and smiled softly, as if there was some bitterness and resentment in his eyes that was about to flow out.
"Yes, as long as you think so, it doesn't matter what other people think..."
At worst, if anyone discovers him in the future, he will kill him.
Except for Zheng Quchi, no one else can know this secret, no one else.
Zheng Quchi held the slender Liu Fengmian in his arms, feeling a little heavy in his heart.
What exactly are Phoenix Tears?
She didn't know, but through his repeated misunderstandings, she seemed to be able to guess that Liu Fengmian was very concerned about these phoenix tears, and that they even contained some unusual meaning.
——
Zheng Quchi and Liu Fengmian both fell asleep, but Fu Rong was still pestering Master Li to drink and chat, intending to stay awake completely.
In terms of guessing, Fu Rong is no match for Master Li. I don't know whether it's luck or scheming. In short, Fu Rong has suffered repeated defeats and defeats. Of course, Master Li does not have a 100% winning rate.
Eventually, they both drank a lot together.
There was a brazier burning next to it. It was cold day and night, with no snow falling. The fire melted and knocked down the door. Master Li recalled the Zheng Quchi he had just seen.
The blackening on her face was no longer obvious at night. Instead, the light refracted, highlighting her original facial features, making her even more beautiful and agile.
When she came back, she was wearing a goose-yellow dress. She was smiling gracefully with her brother, like wax plum blossoms blooming in winter. The petals were light yellow, like beeswax, golden and clear, and the calyx was slightly red, as if she and the candlelight complement each other and set off each other. The eyes are clear and bright.
Fu Rong was a little drunk. He held his chin and looked at Master Li. He saw him staring blankly at the door, not knowing what he was thinking.
"This young master, from what I see in your face, you look like a rich man."
Master Li turned his eyes, his cold and frosty face was stained with alcohol and a bit of a dewy look: "The doctor can also read faces?"
"The world is tough, people, you can't just live by one thing. I also worked as a fortune teller for a few years, why don't you let me read your palm for you?"
Master Li never believed this: "No need."
"Hey, there's no need to be polite. The worst I can do is I won't charge you for the divination." Fu Rong crossed the table and grabbed his hand. Master Li wanted to take his hand back, but Fu Rong held it tightly with a serious look on his face.
"etc!"
Teacher Li had a meal.
"I can see a bit of meaning in your palmistry. Young Master has been here recently. Could it be that... the Red Luan star has moved?"
Master Li suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him.
When Fu Rong saw this look, he felt secretly happy and murmured at the same time.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, will this person who doesn’t eat the fireworks of the world also fall into the swamp of love? I don't know how he will talk about love with the other person. From the looks of it, he is just a young bird who is not good at expressing his feelings.
(End of chapter)
