Seeing Shen Yinxiao looking over with a smile while holding a celadon tea cup, the smile on Wei Cheng's lips slowly faded.
The plain white fingers are holding a touch of shiny green, like a bit picked up from the twilight of the spring night. The light pink nails are embedded in the green-white fingertips, holding the cup on the cheek, and the eyes are flowing, Give birth to boundless spring scenery.
The cold room seemed to be a little warmer.
Jiangsha was stunned for a moment, but soon realized his identity. She stood up in a panic, knelt on the ground and saluted him.
Without even looking, he walked straight past the kneeling woman on the ground and slowly stood in front of Shen Yinxiao.
The hands she raised were a little sour, and she complained with some complaints: "Do you want to drink it, General? This is the first new cup of tea. If you don't drink it, I will drink it myself."
He didn't answer, his dark eyes swept across the warm smile on her face, he took the tea cup in her hand leisurely, held the porcelain cup loosely with three fingers, and slowly placed the cup filled with refreshing tea soup on his fingertips. Rotate.
He looked like a son of an aristocratic family who had been surrounded by thousands of flowers without a single leaf touching him.
Jiangsha, who was stunned, quietly raised her head.
He took a sip.
"How?" she asked expectantly.
The tea is not considered to be very good. The good tea sent by Wei Zheng was not brought out, and the water used was not good. The fire used to make tea is not even sophisticated. When making tea, charcoal fire is best, followed by firewood. , and as firewood, mulberry, locust tree, tung tree, and tochi wood are the best, and generally cypress, osmanthus, and cypress are not used.
And what they used to make tea was cypress wood they picked up randomly outside.
Cypress wood has a delicate fragrance, which can soothe the mind and help you sleep. If burned, the smoke will be strong. The smoke will overwhelm the fragrance and make the tea cakes a bit anxious.
It really wasn't a good-tasting tea, but looking at the bright and discerning eyes of the girl sitting upright, he touched the tip of his tongue against his back molar and commented, neither salty nor bland, "It's okay."
Shen Yinxiao pursed his lips and smiled, and said to Jiangsha who was kneeling on the ground: "The general thinks there is nothing wrong. It shows that the tea is really good. It is all thanks to Sister Jiangsha's skillful craftsmanship. I used to make tea, and nine times out of ten I would be beaten. A few words of disgust."
Jiangsha naturally didn't dare to say anything.
Looking at Jiangsha lying on the ground, her forehead touching the ground, looking cautious, she sighed, turned her head and looked at Wei Cheng, who was standing aside and said nothing: "General, let Jiangsha get up, at least I made a cup for the general." Tea."
Wei Cheng glanced at the woman on the ground, lifted up his robe and sat down, put down the cup in his hand, and the celadon made a soft sound on the lacquered wood table.
The man's deep voice said casually: "Get up."
Hearing this, Jiangsha stood up carefully and stood aside a little awkwardly.
He didn't see her all morning today. He wanted to see what she was doing alone in the camp. Because there was someone nearby, he couldn't speak. He was just about to say something to ask the woman beside him to retreat, but he thought of something and didn't speak. Drinking tea again, he just leaned back slightly, curled his fingers on the table, and tapped the flower and bird patterns on the table.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. Ever since he said those words last night, Wei Cheng seemed to be a little strange.
Shen Yinxiao sighed secretly, stood up and said, "I'll take Jiangsha back."
Wei Cheng frowned.
A camp prostitute, wherever she needs to be delivered in person.
Jiangsha waved her hands quickly: "No, I can just go back by myself. I came here to thank you, why bother to send me off."
She didn't know what the actual relationship between Shen Yinxiao and Wei Cheng was, but she could guess a little bit. However, judging from Shen Yinxiao's dressing and attitude, she looked like a very friendly unmarried woman. There is no hint of the arrogance and arrogance of the coach's favorite concubine.
She has met many mistresses and concubines of wealthy families. Those women always have a kind of contempt and hostility towards people like prostitutes, especially when their men are around.
She had none of it.
"Okay." She walked to the box, selected two sets of her own clothes, wrapped them, and handed them to her: "I can't wear so many clothes. I will be leaving in a few days. It is inconvenient to carry Ye with too many things. , I think the colors of these two sets of clothes match you very well, please take them and wear them."
Wei Cheng looked at the two sets of clothes she had packed, one was a honey-colored moonflower skirt, and the other was a goose-yellow brocade pleated skirt.
They were all bright and pretty colors, and he saw that she looked good in them.
Jiangsha pushed him away several times and was forced into her arms.
Before leaving, Jiangsha turned back three times and thanked her again and again. She almost knelt down again, but she stopped her and sent her to the outside of the tent. As soon as she stepped out, she heard a man's voice coming from the inner tent.
Unhurried, but with a warning that cannot be ignored.
"Chen Yinxiao."
The steps stopped.
She shrugged helplessly and said with a slight smile: "I will send it here. Go ahead. If you are free tomorrow, come and play with me. I am free these days."
Jiangsha nodded, thanked her again, and then left with small steps.
She turned around and saw that Wei Cheng had already poured the tea in the cup into the teapot and poured another cup of water.
"Why did you pour the tea?" She sat down, "I didn't say it was okay just now."
"Did she save your life? Are you so nice to her?" He didn't answer, but glanced at her face with cold eyes. Her cheeks were rosy due to the firewood, as if she had put on rouge.
He looked deeply at the tea set, half-smiling.
"I've never seen you take the initiative to make tea for me before. Why did you suddenly think of doing this today?"
The tea cake was a can of Fuliang tea from the middle of last year. He picked up the remaining half of the tea cake and crushed it between his fingertips. The fine tea leaves fell on the table.
"I have nothing to do. I'm just looking for someone to talk to to pass the time." Seeing that he didn't drink tea, she drank all the tea in her cup and put away the tea set.
She glanced at him again and said, "I've wasted half a day's work and the beauty is making tea. Isn't the general dissatisfied?"
His answer was unsatisfactory.
"If you have nothing to do, you can write a letter to Beigong Lanxi. Their wedding is just around the corner. A few days ago, she asked Chongming to ask for news about you. A camp prostitute is worthy of your eagerness and welcome. .”
She glanced at him and nodded when she saw his expressionless face.
That night, Wei Cheng tortured her particularly hard, and the bed almost collapsed, making a "crunching" sound like a dragon's roar.
She pinched his arm in horror and tremblingly told him to slow down, but he seemed not to hear her. Veins bulged on his forehead, and the overwhelming lust in his eyes was mixed with a little pleasure of revenge.
Perhaps she was knocked unconscious by the wave after wave. Those hints of venting her anger flashed past, and in the blink of an eye, only the overwhelming desire remained.
The next day when Guo Yan, Wei Ning and others came to the big tent, their eyes were a little green. When they saw her, they turned their eyes away in embarrassment.
She went to the military doctor's tent and asked for a cup of Buzizi soup.
Although Wei Cheng promised her that he would be careful, she still didn't trust him. She had to drink the medicine before her anxious heart could sink.
After drinking the medicine, she met Jiangsha again. This time she didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. She just felt that it was fate. She came to the military doctor's office to get medicine for her sister who was in the same tent. She was also very surprised to see her.
She was wearing the honey-colored moonlight skirt given to her by Shen Yinxiao.
She looks much better than the bloated look she had when we first met. Jiangsha is originally slender, and when she puts on a skirt, she looks even more slim.
Shen Yinxiao simply invited her to come over for a chat again. She nodded and said yes. After delivering the medicine, he came to find her. She took Jiangsha back. She didn't make any more tea today. She placed Jiangsha on the table and sat down. She took out the small copper mirror and dress her up.
People came and went in the military prostitute camp, and they inevitably didn't care about their own dressing up. Their hair was tangled and the ends were dry. The rouge on their faces was inferior goods given to them by some soldiers. When it was applied on their faces, there was an obvious layer of rouge. The dry powder was too gaudy in color, so Shen Yinxiao took some water, wetted the comb and handkerchief, and cleaned them up for her, wiping off all the rouge on her face, revealing her original plain and delicate face.
When the two looked in the mirror, they looked inexplicably similar.
Wei Cheng came in after finishing his work, and happened to see the two of them dressing up in the mirror. His eyes rolled around on the sky-blue back. In the mirror, Shen Yinxiao pursed his lips and smiled softly. He stared at it for a while. Turn around and go out.
