Dandere General and his Lord

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Chapter 57

Brother Qiaosheng, you're here. Xiaoqiu was very happy to see Mo Qiaosheng.

Ever since Mo Qiaosheng entered the city with a horse full of heads, and was given the nickname of King Mo Yan, many palace servants and maids could not help showing fear when they saw him.

This kind of fear made him, who was not good at interacting with others, appear more serious and cold.

But maybe it was when he met Wei Mo, and because he was young, Xiao Qiu was still enthusiastic and lively every time he saw him.

This made Mo Qiaosheng slightly relieved.

Brother Qiaosheng hasn't had dinner yet? My sister is making pancakes. I'll bring some and let you and Brother Feng sit and eat together. When it came to eating, Xiaoqiu's eyes shone brightly, not waiting for Mo. Hashimoto replied, turned his head and ran away.

Mo Qiaosheng looked at the little back who ran away with a smile in his eyes, and sat down at Cheng Feng's table.

It's so noisy, I'm very annoying all day, but fortunately you're here. Cheng Feng complained impatiently.

She's only so tall. Mo Qiaosheng stretched out his hand to compare, If you really annoy her, you can make her dare not come again with one hand.

Cheng Feng pursed his lips and looked away.

The injury is all healed. Mo Qiaosheng brought a small jug of wine and placed it on the table, then pulled out two more glasses from Cheng Feng's table.

What do you think. Cheng Feng watched him pour the wine, I've been lying down for more than half a month. In the past, when did we get hurt like this...

The two raised their glasses and touched it lightly, and the spirits entered their throats, both fragrant and mellow.

I remember not long ago, the two sat opposite each other like this, the same people, the same wine, but it was so bitter and unspeakable at that time.

Wine jīng stimulates the nerves and makes people's thinking more perceptive.

In the past, every time he was seriously injured, he was lying alone in a cold and wet shack.

No matter how thirsty there is no water, no matter how hungry you are, there is no food to eat.

In the boundless silence, enduring, suffering, and fearing the death that may come the next moment.

If you are lucky, there will be a brother who will come back at night, put a ball of food you saved in your mouth, and feed you a sip of cloudy water.

Mianqiáng pulls you back from the brink of death and can continue to struggle and survive in that dark quagmire.

But now,

Cheng Feng looked at the empty medicine bowl on the table.

Every time he opened his eyes, there was always sweet water and warm porridge, which was held in front of him by a pair of chubby little hands.

The child talked a lot, which made him feel too noisy, and it was not used to him who had always healed his wounds alone in silence.

Not used to this kind of warmth.

Although he was just a child, he was often sloppy when he did things.

But that heart was very hot, so hot that he, who had been in the ice for a long time, subconsciously wanted to resist.

Cheng Feng closed his eyes and searched through his dark life. It seemed that he had only received this kind of care when he was young.

The warmer it was at that time, the more cruel the memories that followed.

If you don't meet the lord.

How can a person like me who has been blackened from the inside out, have the opportunity to be treated tenderly again.

Cheng Feng drank his glass of wine: You came to find me, but something happened?

Mo Qiaosheng took out the small nail piece hanging around his neck and rubbed it for a moment.

He Lanzhen and Sima Tu were his newly-acquainted friends, and they were both very warm and sincere towards him.

On the contrary, Cheng Feng has always been cold and vicious in treating people.

But for some reason, he came to Cheng Feng to discuss this matter, and he felt calm and stable in his heart.

This is a brother who can really understand him and understand him.

You said this was given to you by the lord? Cheng Feng looked at the triangular pendant.

Mo Qiaosheng lightly hummed, his eyes staring at the piece of armor revealed a rare tenderness.

Qiaosheng, I once advised you to stay away from the lord, but now it seems that I was wrong. Cheng Feng said.

Mo Qiaosheng's always resolute facial lines softened slightly: My lord, I hope I can give him something in return, but I have no talent, what can I give? What in this world? Is it worthy of the lord? For this, I have been really troubled for many days.

Are you stupid? The lord is the ruler of a country, how can ordinary things get into his eyes. All he wants is your heart. I will accompany you to the market tomorrow, and carefully find one that can represent your heart. It is enough to offer it respectfully.”

Mo Qiaosheng was troubled for many days, and finally found a solution. He breathed a sigh of relief: Da Shan.

There are tens of thousands of troops stationed in Bianzhou City.

Every day when the setting sun shines at night, the soldiers who have formed a camp in the city come out in groups to visit the market.

Therefore, in the evening, the market became more lively, and many shops lit up lanterns and prepared to open the evening market.

Although the streets were full of soldiers, Mo Qiaosheng and Cheng Feng, who were walking side by side, were still very eye-catching.

One was dressed in a red robe, with a bright complexion and a frosty face.

The other was completely black, looking forward to being majestic and full of evil spirits.

Next to the two was a white and tender female doll, with big eyes staring around.

Have you decided what to buy? Cheng Feng frowned.

This was his first time visiting such a market, and the overly enthusiastic bosses on both sides of the road made him very uncomfortable.

He exuded an aura of refusing people thousands of miles away, and scared back a proprietress who was trying to come over to say hello.

Mo Qiaosheng was also very uncomfortable. He said with some distress: General Helan suggested me to buy some... pearl and jade accessories. Sima Tu suggested... cough.

Mo Qiaosheng stayed in a jewelry store for a long time.

Xiaoqiu squatted on a stall selling puppets not far from the door, excitedly touching this and looking at that.

One of them was a lively cloth tiger, which she couldn't put it down.

I remember when I was in my hometown, there was such a cloth tiger at home. Although it was very worn out and sewed up many times, she still had no chance to touch it. It was an expensive toy that only my younger brothers were qualified to play.

Girl doll, if you don't buy it, don't keep touching it. It costs five big dollars a piece. If it gets dirty, it's hard for a tired old man to sell it. The stall owner said.

Five big coins landed on the booth, a hand stretched out from behind Xiaoqiu and lifted the cloth tiger.

Feng, Feng, what are you buying this for? Lend me to play, play. Xiaoqiu trotted behind Feng, standing on tiptoe all the way to try to get enough.

With a thud, the clever toy fell into her arms, and the red-clothed figure in front of her strode forward without looking back.

Cheng Feng walked forward with his head buried in it, and he was very annoyed by his actions of unknown meaning.

That's all, even if I thank her for taking care of me and healing me during this time.

Feng? Chu Feng?

At this moment, a man's voice sounded not far away.

Cheng Feng paused, and instantly froze his body. A sense of panic that made him dread climbed from the bottom of his feet all the way up to the top of his head.

It was a share that came from the deepest fear in his heart.

A man in his thirties stopped them.

This man has a white face and beard, and is dressed luxuriously.

Feng, isn't this Feng? I haven't seen you for so many years, and you've grown so big. The man stretched out his hand, trying to grab Cheng Feng's hands.

Cheng Feng seemed to have been bitten by a snake, and took two steps back abruptly, her eyes were red, and she stared at the person in front of her.

Chu Feng, don't you remember me? I'm Chu Yezhi, your former master. The man rubbed his hands together, showing an overjoyed expression, Back then, the family was in decline and the family's finances were very tight, so I had to sell it as a last resort. You. My heart is also very sad, and I have often thought of you over the years.

It's different now. I'm fortunate enough to be worshipped as a guest by Duke Xiang of Song. Chu Yezhi unfolded the sleeves of his robe to show his wealth, Chu Feng, who is your current master? Come with me, I'll go look for him. He bought you.

He stretched out his hand to pull Cheng Feng, but halfway through, a small white hand slapped the back of his hand.

A girl under ten years old, holding a cloth tiger in one hand and Ah Feng in the other, said angrily to him: His name is Cheng Feng, not Chu Feng, he is our general. Who are you? In our Bianzhou city, how dare you be rude to our Jin general?

What general? Chu Yezhi sneered, Don't coax me, little baby, I'm an envoy of Song, and tomorrow I will ask to see you Jinyuehou of Jin. If you refer to a slave as a general, don't be afraid. Your lord chopped off your little head?

Cheng Feng grabbed Xiaoqiu's hand, turned around and left.