beautiful woman at home

When Wen Zijin woke up in a daze, he felt as if his frame had fallen apart, and he couldn't lift his arms.

The light coming in from the window was very dazzling, Wen Zijin hid his head in the quilt, and the cool scent filled his nose, this is the smell that only Sister Ye has.

Wen Zijin, who reacted instantly, slowly poked his head out from under the quilt with flushed cheeks.

"If you don't wake up again, the servants outside will be urging you." Ye Ran restrained his mind and spoke out extremely calmly.

The girl blushed and stretched out her hand to cover the thin blanket in front of her. She blinked her bright eyes, approached carefully, and reached out her hand to stop in front of Ye Ran's forehead in a serious manner and asked, "Does Sister Ye feel unwell?"

Ye Ran held the soft hand on his forehead and said, "I'm fine."

Wen Zijin stared blankly at Sister Ye who was sitting straight up. The thin blanket was hanging down to the side, revealing some stains. Although it was very light, it was still very obvious because of Sister Ye's fair skin.

Wen Zijin looked away in a panic when the sound of clothes being stringed was heard.

The inner room was a bit messy, Ye Ran simply tied up her long hair with a hair rope, and then tidied up the water basin and the like.

When Ye Ran came back with hot water, the girl was already fully dressed, but she was still very shy.

"It's getting late, let's wash up first."

"Ah."

The girl took the handkerchief from Ye Ran, her cheeks were flushed, and she hurriedly wiped her cheeks.

Ye Ran was sitting alone in front of the dressing table combing her hair. Just now, she realized that there were still marks on her collar that had not been covered up.

On weekdays, when Ye Ran is intimate, she always pays special attention to avoiding some places. After all, the girl is inexperienced.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, and the girl asked worriedly, "Sister Ye, do you want Zijin to help?"

Ye Ran looked at the girl's overly worried expression, puzzled, and said, "Do I look fragile?"

The girl in front of her hurriedly shook her head and lowered her head, her fingers were tangled in one place and replied: "I just want to help Sister Ye."

Ye Ran tugged at the collar with her fingertips and said, "You, don't leave marks here next time, and you'll be helping me."

Wen Zijin looked at the clear imprint on the collar, blushed and nodded, muttering: "Well, I won't do it next time."

Last night, Wen Zijin panicked at the beginning, and then took the initiative to be led by Sister Ye in the second half, and his head was already broken.

Sister Ye, who was always calm and self-sufficient on weekdays, turned out to be so seductive. She was chanting her name the same way, but it had a completely different feeling. The ignorant Wen Zijin was dazed.

Wen Zijin filled the hot porridge for the two of them and put it aside. Ye Ran ate the porridge with a wooden spoon in his hand, but he could always feel the girl's eyes looking at her frequently.

"Eat well." Ye Ran reminded helplessly.

The girl hurriedly lowered her head to eat the porridge, but her earlobe was already completely red.

When he was about to leave the mansion, Ye Ran got up and sent it to the gate of the mansion, stretched out his hand to straighten the girl's robe and said softly: "Come back early."

With a blushing face, Wen Zijin plucked up courage and looked at Sister Ye in front of him: "Yes."

I really want to kiss Sister Ye!

But the servants on the side bowed their heads and waited beside the sedan chair, while the attendants covered their faces and looked at this side secretly.

In front of everyone, Wen Zijin could only think about it.

Ye Ran looked at the girl's eyes full of expectation, and slightly hesitantly lowered her head and pecked her bright red lips.

The girl looked at it in surprise, motionless like a puppet.

"They will see." The girl pursed her lips shyly and said in a low voice.

"We've already been married, so it's okay to let them see." Ye Ran withdrew her hand and smiled solemnly with her eyebrows bent.

In fact, when Ye Ran saw the bright eyes of the girl, he thought about it.

Wen Zijin blushed and turned back into the sedan chair, while the servants and attendants on the side lowered their heads and pretended not to see it.

Without Mr. Zhou's deliberate embarrassment, although the affairs in the yamen are complicated, most of them are easy to solve.

The whole person was buried in batches of case files, Wen Zijin stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, while the three newly recruited masters were settling accounts.

Wen Zijin was finally able to leave his seat for a while after moving the processed accounts and case files into the archives cabinet in the afternoon.

Then let the officials in the yamen distribute hundreds of picture albums of the dynasty's laws to the people.

The old head catcher was still a little puzzled and asked, "My lord, what are you going to do?"

"Propagate the laws of the dynasty. If the common people are oppressed by bullies or their fields are invaded by wealthy businessmen, they can go to the Yamen to seek justice."

Ordinary yamen has become a forbidden place in the hearts of the common people. Unless there is a murder case, it is just a decoration.

During the several years in office, Zhou County Magistrate embezzled more than [-] taels of silver. Among them, he must have done a lot of things to oppress the poor.

The officials carried the boxes and left the yamen, and Wen Zijin took a sip of tea.

It always rains in autumn, and the sudden sudden drop in the weather recently makes people very uncomfortable.

Wen Zijin stood by the window, looking at the branches and leaves dripping with rain in the courtyard. The heavy rain at this time may affect the autumn harvest.

A gust of wind hit, and the withered and yellow branches and leaves quickly detached from the branches. Wen Zijin narrowed his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

Suddenly a man in a light gray gauze robe appeared, and Wen Zijin, who was startled, hurriedly hid back and asked, "Who are you?"

The man said with a serious expression: "Junior Sister, I finally found you!"

Wen Zijin looked at the man of unknown origin and said, "I'm not your junior sister, you mistaken me."

When he was suddenly attacked by a teenager, Wen Zijin was extra vigilant against this man who appeared out of thin air.

"Junior Sister, there is a demonic aura around you, could it be that Ye Ran is here to harm you again!" The man frowned, his expression quite serious.

Hearing the word Ye Ran, Wen Zijin immediately retorted: "Sister Ye won't harm me."

The man stared in a daze and said, "Then do you know that she is a big monster, a monster has different ways, she will definitely kill you!"

This Taoist actually knew that Sister Ye was a demon, and Wen Zijin thought of that vicious Taoist nun.

Sister Ye was suddenly seriously injured in the capital city. Although Wen Zijin asked several times later, she couldn't find out the specific details, but Sister Ye only said that she was killed by the Taoist nun.

The Taoist priests always want to get rid of demons, Wen Zijin looked at it warily: "This is my business, don't worry about it."

The man stretched out his hand and was about to approach, when suddenly an official sent in hurriedly outside.

The old catcher said worriedly: "Your Excellency, the river dam outside the city is about to fail!"

Wen Zijin looked at the Taoist priest who had disappeared, and responded slowly: "Then immediately summon the young and middle-aged people in the city."

"Yes!"

The rain became heavier and heavier at night, and the river dam was washed out of a small gap, and many villagers followed suit with sandbags to block it.

The heavy rain was falling non-stop, and Wen Zijin stood on a high place to check the water potential, only then did he know how dangerous it was.

"Is that so?" Most of the nearby Zhoucheng has been submerged. If this river dam is washed away, almost none of the people in Jingzhou City will be able to escape.

The old catcher on the side said: "The dams in several nearby cities have been washed away, and the flood is coming straight to us who are downstream."

"Chaotang requires the dam to be overhauled every year, but it is so vulnerable."

"Hey, who's to say it's not." The old catcher said with a heavy sigh, "This dam was only completed last year before your lord took office."

Wen Zijin frowned, thinking of those embezzled silver coins. I am afraid that many of the silver coins for the newly built dams have entered the hands of local officials.

The torrential rain poured into the river overnight, and the water potential increased. Although the gap in the dam was temporarily blocked, if the heavy rain did not stop, it might not be long before it could withstand the flood.

Wen Zijin, who hadn't returned all night, unfolded a topographical map of Jingzhou City in his hand, and the people outside were carrying bags of sand and stones to strengthen the dam overnight.

The old catcher ran over covered in rain and said, "My lord, the fire kits you need are ready."

Wen Zijin wiped the rainwater off his cheeks with his hand and said, "If we blow up a section of the old city wall, the water flow will diverge, and the pressure will be much lower then."

"But my lord, this place is too close. If there is no extremely accurate measurement, the entire dam will be implicated if it makes a mistake, and it will collapse directly at that time."

"I can't help it." Wen Zijin looked at the rain outside for a long time, and he didn't want to wait for death if he went on like this, "You should evacuate the old, weak, women and children out of Jingzhou City in an orderly manner."

"Yes!"

The autumn harvest is approaching, and the food has not yet been harvested. If it is submerged by floods, there will be famine in winter.

Wen Zijin took the gunpowder bag that sealed the officers and soldiers and rushed there several miles away.

The officials who built the dam stole materials and used the old city wall as the foundation of the dam.

The terrain here is along the high ground. Looking through the ancient maps, it was marked as a river channel, and the water flow would directly flow into the large lake downstream.

"My lord, it's hard to estimate this small amount." The teacher at the side responded with trembling hands.

Wen Zijin said: "Calm down, you just need to tell me the approximate result, and I will estimate the rest."

The amount of gunpowder is like a prescription. This dam is a tofu project, if it is not controlled properly, it will collapse in its entirety.

Therefore, the weight cannot be exceeded, and a success must be ensured, otherwise it is very easy to cause casualties.

Wen Zijin, who was holding a wooden stick in his hand and carefully calculated the amount, asked someone to place it in two places. If one failed, they would light a small fire medicine bag again, so as to save people from arranging it again.

After the signal firecracker was sent out on Jingzhou City Mountain, Wen Zijin took a deep breath, opened the fire folder, and the pyrotechnic master beside him said with a pale face, "My lord, have you really thought about it?"

"Ah."

The officers and soldiers looked at the terrain hesitantly, with panic in their eyes and muttered: "If this is a little careless, we will be washed away."

After estimating the amount of torch, Wen Zijin ignited the fuse, and then covered his ears with his hands. The heavy rain still hasn't stopped, and he doesn't know if he can successfully ignite it.

"My lord, it seems that there is no sound." The officers and soldiers on the side poked their probes, then lowered their heads and made a sound.

Wen Zijin, whose heart was beating extremely fast, was about to make a sound when there was a bang, and the surrounding rocks shook violently.

Wen Zijin leaned unsteadily on the rock beside him, his eyes suddenly went dark, he shook his head hurriedly before regaining his sight, and looked around.

The officers and soldiers on the side exclaimed: "My lord, it's done!"

The flood rushed out a big gap along the gap, poured down from a height, and the sound of thunderous water splashed.

The entire mountain reverberated, and Wen Zijin looked at the rushing water that was only half a person away from him, and couldn't help but calm down, and hurriedly leaned back against the rocks.

If the gap was any bigger, I'm afraid they would all be washed away.

Wen Zijin looked sideways at the dam outside Jingzhou City. Sure enough, after the flood was diverted, the water level there began to drop after a while, and the heavy rain did not stop until three days later.

When this heavy rain fell, most of the dynasty was submerged. Dozens of state cities near Jingzhou City were flooded with tens of thousands of fertile fields due to the destruction of dams, and tens of thousands of people were displaced and lost.

"Drink the medicine." Ye Ran was sitting beside the bed with a medicine bowl in his hand, holding a wooden spoon containing the medicine in his hand, and handing it to the girl's mouth.

The girl was wearing a coat and sitting on a low couch by the window, holding a heavy file in her hand, swallowing the medicinal soup with a slight frown.

After the heavy rain, the sun was much cooler, and the girl had a fever due to the rain. Although she couldn't go to the Yamen, she still held the case file every day.

When the medicine bowl bottomed out, Ye Ran just handed the candied fruit to the girl's mouth.

"It's so sweet." The girl bent her eyebrows and smiled contentedly, and approached her proactively, obviously for intimacy.

Ye Ran raised his hand and tapped the girl's forehead to stop this flattering gesture, and said helplessly, "I was ill last time, but this time I have a serious illness. You remember the sweetness and not the bitterness."

The girl held Ye Ran's hand, lowered her head and kissed the back of her hand, and responded seriously: "Zijin made sister Ye worry."

"If you know that I will be worried, you should take care of yourself." If you guess wrong about the bombing of the city wall, the girl's life may be in danger.

"Well, Zijin has always taken good care of herself."

Before the words fell, Wen Zijin boldly stepped forward and kissed the slightly serious side face and called softly, "Sister Ye, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

Ye Ran pursed her lips and looked at the girl who came forward, pinched the jaw with her fingertips, and took the initiative.

The thin girl, with her head half upturned and her cheeks pale due to poor breathing, Ye Ran quietly pulled away, and reluctantly pecked the corner of her lower lip to ease her expression.

The girl lay in her arms, and because of the exhaustion of the night during the flood control, she fell asleep again not long after.

The hand holding Ye Ran's clothes was too cold, Ye Ran pulled the thin quilt to cover the girl, and then moved the charcoal basin closer.

It must be that I pampered her too much, so the girl only said a few kind words, and I let her go like this.

Ye Ran hugged the girl tightly with her arms, lowered her head and kissed the girl's forehead, her eyes were full of doting.

The charcoal fire in the inner room was warm, Ye Ran carefully put down the girl and let her sleep well.

When Mother Wen came, Ye Ran got up and said in a low voice, "Zijin, just fell asleep."

The two went out of the inner room, and Mother Wen sighed: "This child usually seems to have a good temper and talkativeness, but he really doesn't want to die when he does things."

Ye Ran looked at the gloomy weather outside and replied, "Fortunately, nothing happened."

"Yes." Mother Wen asked people to put down the food box, and said with a smile, "This is the ginseng soup that has been boiled, and you will persuade Zijin to drink it later."

"Okay." Although Ye Ran knew that Wen's mother loves her daughter dearly, but every time she got sick, she used these dozens of tonic soups with different names, and the girl drank them so much that she felt like throwing up several times.

After Mother Wen left the garden with the accompanying servants, Ye Ran looked at the soup in the big food box, and couldn't help showing the pitiful eyes of a girl asking for help.

Because of the boiled medicine in the inner room, there is always a very strong smell of medicine. Ye Ran felt a little uncomfortable, so he stayed outside for a while.

But he vaguely detected an unusual aura, and immediately became alert.

There are immortals!

Ye Ran immediately jumped to the tall building, and saw the man in the gray gauze robe.

"Since junior sister has been reincarnated, why can't you let her go?" the man asked.

The voice of junior sister made Ye Ran realize that the man's face was familiar.

It turned out that he was the boy back then, that is, the girl's senior brother.

And it was also because of him that the young girl suffered from reincarnation!

Ye Ran's murderous intentions gradually rose, and he jumped straight to this side, wanting to kill him to silence him!

The man couldn't dodge in time, so he fled out of Wen's mansion in a panic, and hid elsewhere in the clouds and fog.

When the fire dragon sprang out, the man fell from the cloud into the forest, and immediately fought back with his sword.

"This turned out to be the real fire of the alchemy furnace!"

After a few tricks, the man was already struggling, and hurriedly said: "Ye Ran, if you kill me, the people in heaven will not let you go."

Ye Ran sneered and controlled the fire dragon to respond: "Who would know that I killed you?"

With this person's temperament, he may have descended to the world privately, and he may not doubt himself wherever he dies.

Now Ye Ran finally got along with the girl in peace, and he must not let him ruin the girl!

"If you kill me, you won't be able to stop the fact that Junior Sister is going to become a fairy in this life."

The fire dragon suddenly stood up, and Ye Ran stretched out his hand to strangle the man, frowning tightly: "What did you say?"

Blood dripped from the corner of the man's mouth and he smiled and said: "Her meritorious deeds for this disaster relief have been fulfilled, and she will be able to return to heaven when her lifespan expires in this life, but your hands are stained with the blood of an immortal, and you will never be able to become an immortal. "

Ye Ran hesitantly let go of his hand, cast a spell to tie the man with vines, and said indifferently: "I won't kill you, but you will be punished if you go down to earth without permission."

"You, despicable!"

"If I were despicable and shameless, I wouldn't let you frame me and kill her and be punished."

After speaking, Ye Ran left the forest.

When he returned to the inner room of Wen Mansion, it was already dark in the room, Ye Ran waved and lit the lamp.

The girl was wrapped in a quilt and nestled on a low couch, her frowning relaxed due to her deep sleep, probably due to the warmth from the charcoal fire, her complexion regained a bit of blood.

Ye Ran, who had been sitting alone for a long time, gently pulled the fine hair that was hanging down the side of the girl's face behind her ears with her fingertips and called, "Zijin, it's time to drink the medicine."

Yangshou, the girl's current age is at least several decades away.

Even if the girl really becomes a fairy in the end, that's enough for her.

The girl blinked in confusion, then stood up, and Ye Ran reached out to take a round pillow for the girl to lean on.

Unexpectedly, the girl took the initiative to embrace Ye Ran, and most of them lay in her arms and whispered, "I dreamed that I was washed away by the flood, it was too scary."

Ye Ran wrapped his arms around the girl, and put his palm on the girl's forehead to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, I will definitely save you."

"Yeah!" The girl smiled and frowned, "Actually, I thought so too. Sister Ye is so powerful, she can definitely save me."

"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Ran scratched the girl's nose lightly with his fingertips. In fact, Ye Ran had been following not far away, for fear that the girl would have an accident.

After the girl finished drinking the medicine, Ye Ran put the big tonic soup in the food box on the medicine stove.

Taking out a cup of cup, it turned out to be more than when eating on weekdays.

The girl stared in shock and said, "Is this tonic soup?"

Ye Ran nodded in response: "Mrs. Wen personally sent it."

The girl frequently went to the toilet at night, and when she came out of the room wrapped in a coat, she lay down with a sad face.

"These tonic soups are too strange." The girl nestled in Ye Ran's arms and muttered, "I don't want to drink it tomorrow."

Ye Ran raised his hand and pressed the gap between the bedding and said: "Okay."

The girl rubbed her cheek against Ye Ran's palm, looked at her with a bright smile and said, "Sister Ye, where have you been during the day?"

"what?"

"I woke up in a daze, but I didn't see Sister Ye." The girl looked at her with bright eyes.

"I'm going out to get some air." Ye Ran responded with evasive eyes, "It's getting late, go to bed quickly."

"Wait." The girl blinked, approached her actively, and lightly pecked Ye Ran's tight lips, "This is how I can sleep."

Ye Ran raised his hand and pinched the girl's cold earlobe, his eyes were a little darker, he lowered his head and leaned closer, kissed the tender lips and asked, "Zijin, have you ever thought about being a fairy?"

The girl approached her and asked, "Where's Sister Ye?"

"I don't want to," Ye Ran replied, wrapping his arms around the girl.

Immortals have too many constraints, they are not as free as monsters.

"That Zijin doesn't want to be a fairy either." The girl put her face on Ye Ran's heart and said seriously, "There are many stories about gods and couples in the book, but I think it's great to be able to be like sister Ye now." , Imagining that the gods will be envious."

Ye Ran couldn't help laughing, and pressed the girl's cheek with her fingertips in response: "Where do you see this?"

The girl looked up and said, "Sister Ye really doesn't want to be a fairy?"

"Without you, I don't even want to be a fairy."

Wen Zijin had always felt that sister Ye's cultivation base was so high that becoming a fairy should be extremely easy.

Because of the female ghost's recommendation, Wen Zijin read a lot of story books, including monsters, ghosts, and gods.

The more you can see, the more worried Wen Zijin will be. Perhaps one day, sister Ye will suddenly become a fairy, and then she will be left alone in the world.

That must be very uncomfortable.

Ye Ran looked at the girl who was suddenly silent, and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

The girl approached her whole body and said very seriously: "I don't want anything except Sister Ye."

The thin underwear couldn't stop the girl's graceful figure, Ye Ran blushed and replied stiffly: "Yes, I know."

"Then make an agreement with Sister Ye, and we will never be separated." The girl stretched out her finger, hooked Ye Ran's finger, and said intently.

It's a pity that the girl was at the time of Kuishui, Ye Ran could only barely keep a distance and said, "Don't move around."

"Oh." The girl lay obediently on one side, but she still didn't let go of her fingers, and looked at her with a bright smile on her head.

Ye Ran felt a little shy after being watched, and stretched out his hand to cover the girl's eyes and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

The corner of the girl's lips turned upward, "Actually, I always thought that Sister Ye was a fairy."

"Why do you think so?"

"I don't know why." The girl stretched out her hand and gently pushed Ye Ran's fingers away, revealing eyes full of smiles, "I've always thought that maybe Sister Ye is a fairy in the sky since I was very young."

After finishing speaking, the girl closed Ye Ran's fingers again, yawned very cooperatively and said, "I'm really sleepy."

After a while, the girl's breathing gradually slowed down, but Ye Ran couldn't fall asleep.

If it was a fairy, why would she be so distracted by the girl?

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