Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

It has been more than three months since we last met.

Xiao Fu was so lost in thought that she looked at her lover whom she had not seen for a long time with burning passion. He was wearing a sky-blue fox fur coat, a jade belt with orchid patterns carved on it around his waist, and jade pendants hanging from it. His hair was combed very neatly, and his smile was gentle and warm. He was still the handsome and graceful young man who was famous in the capital.

Thinking about what had happened in the past few days, I was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't help but tear up.

"Why don't I see Anan?" Jinyun's face was full of surprise. He forgot to say hello and asked.

These words suddenly stabbed Xiao Fu's heart, and she felt as if she had fallen into an icy abyss. After a moment, she smiled as brightly as the sunshine in March and said loudly, "She's checking the accounts in the back yard! She said she wanted to eat some maltose. Here! I'll go buy some for her."

As she spoke, she held out the candy in her arms to show Jinyun.

Jinyun smiled and kept glancing inside.

Xiao Yuanjing at the back didn't know how to appreciate Mr. Qianqian. He was more interested in the man following Jinyun. He was wearing a black suit without any decorations. The sword on his waist was made of cold iron without any jewels. There was not even a trace of pattern on the sword body. There was a pair of eyes carved on the top of the scabbard and the mouth of the sword, with eyes wide open, which was breathtaking and extraordinary.

Yuan Jing's mother, Zhang, was born in a humble family. Everyone in her family was martial, and they had been running a security company for many years. Therefore, although he was born in a very wealthy family, he loved swords and spears since he was a child. He was spoiled by his family, and he had seen many treasures. At just one glance, he recognized that the sword in front of him, which had a plain appearance, was not an ordinary item, so he simply took two steps forward and reached out to touch it.

Maltose is sticky to begin with, and his hands were sweaty, so the thin layer of rice paper on top had already melted, and the sugar cubes had turned into syrup. It was not a big deal to touch it, but a large piece of the syrup on his hands was not only stuck on the sword, but also on the man's black robe.

When little Yuan Jing raised her head, she suddenly met a pair of cold eyes that were exactly the same as the sword. She was frightened and burst into tears unconsciously.

When Xiao Fu heard her brother crying, she turned her gaze away from Jinyun and hurried forward to check.

Jinyun was a famous and handsome young man in the capital. The man standing behind him was just as handsome. He had a handsome face, sharp eyes, and an angular face with an indescribable coldness. He even made his very ordinary black tights look like he was wearing armor. The first time Xiaofu saw him, an image of a young officer in fine clothes and riding a horse appeared in her mind.

She just felt that she seemed to have seen this person somewhere, so she stared at him for a while, but unfortunately she couldn't remember where he was. She was confused for a moment and just stared at him blankly.

At this moment, he seemed a little helpless because he had scared Yuan Jing and made her cry for no reason.

Xiao Fu was in a trance when she heard a joking voice from the side: "There were no seats left, and you guys scared the young master to tears. I think we really can't enter Songyun Tower today!"

The young man in white who was speaking at this time was standing not too far behind the two of them. He was a good-looking man, but he had a beautiful face that could bring disaster to the country and the people. He was no less beautiful than Jinyun, but had a more feminine charm. His appearance should have been vulgar, but because of his noble aura, he gave off a majestic look that made people dare not look directly at him.