beautiful woman at home

In late autumn, the weather became colder and colder. Wen Zijin looked at the files placed in front of the case, and the person who was holding the pen felt a little stiff from the cold.

Although the flood did not enter Jingzhou City, the flood victims flocked in from all around, so it was very easy to cause riots.

Therefore, Wen Zijin specially summoned the officials in the yamen to patrol the city, in order to strictly prevent people with intentions from causing trouble.

However, the gathering of more and more disaster victims outside is also a difficult problem.

It took time for the imperial court to distribute food, but the victims couldn't wait, so Wen Zijin set up a porridge shed three miles away from the city to accommodate the victims as well as possible.

But the disaster victims came after hearing the news, and the number of people did not decrease but increased. With so many mouths, no matter how rich the inventory of the Jingzhou City Yamen is, it will not last long.

Wen Zijin issued a notice inviting the victims to build a new dam or build a large granary to store the grain distributed by the court.

"My lord, Chaotang hasn't said when he will be able to arrive at Jingzhou City." The old head catcher said awkwardly.

"I know." All that can be done at this time is to stabilize the hearts of the people, and the big granary is just a cover.

At least people will believe the news that the court will send food soon.

Therefore, the affected people vigorously built dams, built large granaries, and even built large houses three miles away.

Wen Zijin personally supervised the inspection and found that this place has become a town.

The daily food for the victims is not much, two steamed buns and a bowl of hot porridge.

"My lord, there is almost not enough food."

The old catcher said in a low voice.

"How long will it take for the army of donated food from the court to arrive?"

The old catcher sighed and said: "A few days ago, I sent people to the provincial capital to inquire about the news, and I should be back today."

I saw an officer and soldier galloping from a distance on horseback, dismounted in a panic and rushed to this side, saying: "Your Excellency is not good!"

"We'll talk about it when we go back." Wen Zijin looked around at the victims who were all looking at them.

A group of people hurried back to the capital, and the officer and soldier was Li Jun, who was released without charge a while ago, and said with a pale face, "The food in the court was robbed by the disaster victims!"

Holding the cup of tea, Wen Zijin frowned and said, "Don't let others know this news."

"Yes!" The old catcher and Li Jun answered in unison.

When night fell, Wen Zijin returned home in a sedan chair, and when he passed the flower building, he realized that there were still singing and dancing inside.

Master Wang who came out of it was one of the four major rice merchants in Jingzhou City, and they hoarded a large amount of grain.

In times of famine, food is more precious than gold, so they would rather donate money than keep the food.

In particular, these people took the opportunity to drive up the price of rice, and after several discussions with no results, Wen Zijin was a little angry, but there was nothing he could do about them.

"Eat well." Ye Ran reminded.

Wen Zijin regained his senses and picked up the food. He always felt that the food was nothing ordinary, but who would have thought that it would be more precious than gold.

The girl has always been particularly dull recently, and Ye Ran knew that she was troubled by the disaster, so she said: "You eat more, you have lost weight recently."

"Ah."

After bathing, the girl didn't fall asleep, but stared at the gauze tent in a daze.

"If the court doesn't send food, many people will definitely starve to death." The girl suddenly said, turned her head to look over, stretched her arms around Ye Ran and said in a muffled voice, "Many people will definitely starve to death."

The clothes were slightly wet, and Ye Ran gently wiped the tears hanging from the corners of the girl's eyes with her fingertips and said, "You have tried your best."

The girl didn't answer because she was already asleep.

Ye Ran sighed softly, and then quietly left the inner room.

Early the next morning Wen Zijin went to the yamen with a normal expression. Ye Ran raised his hand and squeezed his fleshless cheek and said, "Be careful on the road, I'll wait for you to come back."

"Hmm." Wen Zijin felt very uncomfortable when he remembered that he buried his head in tears last night.

When the sedan chair stopped at the yamen, the old head catcher ran here in a hurry.

"My lord, you are really a fairy!"

"What?" Wen Zijin was a little confused, got out of the sedan chair and walked into the inner room.

The old head catcher said with a smile: "The granary was full overnight!"

Wen Zijin stopped in a daze, stared blankly at the old catcher and asked, "Really?"

"The little ones dare to lie to the grown-ups."

This must be because of Sister Ye!

Although he wanted to return home immediately, Wen Zijin still held back his curiosity and turned to adjust the project for the victims.

If there is no food gift from the court, the disaster victims will definitely come in large numbers in winter, and it is better to build a defensive wall earlier to be safe.

When the first snow fell in early winter, Wen Zijin felt for the first time that snow was not only beautiful, but also cruel.

Wen Zijin sat on the low couch by the window, holding hot tea in his hand, looked at Sister Ye and asked hesitantly, "Is the food all made by Sister Ye?"

"Yeah." Ye Ran took a sip of tea, leaned on the girl a little tiredly and said, "But it didn't happen out of thin air."

"What does this mean?" Wen Zijin hurriedly put down the teacup, and stretched out his hand to carefully support Sister Ye.

Ye Ran was resting in the girl's arms, and yawned again and again: "The food is all brought from other places."

take?

In this time of famine and food shortage, how could Sister Ye get so much food from others?

Before Wen Zijin had time to ask, his arms were slightly heavy, and the person in his arms was already sound asleep.

"Sister Ye?"

In the winter, Sister Ye seemed to be drowsy again, Wen Zijin sighed softly, thinking that if there is a chance, she should thank that person.

Wen Zijin felt very sorry for bothering Sister Ye because of herself.

Who would have thought that the next day, the four major rice merchants would come to the Yamen one after another to sue the rice thief.

Wen Zijin looked at the amount of food on it, and suddenly felt familiar.

Isn't this the food that Sister Ye brought?

"My lord, please bring him to justice!"

"At this time, there are not enough people in the government, I'm afraid..."

That old master Wang stepped forward angrily, and immediately said: "We can donate food, just ask the adults to arrest the rice thief!"

"Please, my lord, make the decision for us!"

Wen Zijin, who has always been upright, responded in a panic: "I will handle it impartially."

After the rice merchants were sent away, the old catcher at the side said without knowing it: "My lord, you are really amazing. These people are finally willing to donate food."

Alas, Wen Zijin was actually very guilty, but he couldn't say anything.

At night, Wen Zijin closed the doors and windows tightly, sat beside him nervously and asked, "Sister Ye, where did you get all your rice?"

Ye Ran raised his spirits and responded, "The rice merchants in Jingzhou City."

"But that, isn't that stealing?" Wen Zijin was in a bad mood.

"Well, that's true." Ye Ran blinked, and tried to hug the girl next to her soberly, "Will Zijin catch me?"

The girl quickly shook her head and said, "Of course not."

Wen Zijin also knew that Sister Ye was stealing food, and it was because of herself that she couldn't do it.

On the contrary, she thought she was incompetent, which made Sister Ye do such a thing. The more she thought about it, the more she blamed herself, Wen Zijin lowered her head and muttered: "Zijin will return those food in the future, Sister Ye, don't worry..."

Before she finished speaking, Sister Ye had already fallen asleep. Wen Zijin stared blankly, and couldn't help being taken aback.

The sleepy sister Ye really made Wen Zijin unable to resist.

Wen Zijin lowered his head hesitantly, kissed the cool lips, and looked at Sister Ye who was completely unresponsive with reddish cheeks, inexplicably feeling like a real thief.

When the winter snow became heavier, the entire Jingzhou City had already become a vast expanse of whiteness.

As expected, the disaster caused riots, because the high walls blocked the victims.

"My lord, if these people are let in, our Jingzhou City will probably be completely looted." The old head catcher held his sword tightly and looked at the leader of the crowd.

Wen Zijin looked at those people with bows, arrows and swords, who were mixed among the victims, clearly the style of bandits.

"Is there any news about the reinforcements from the imperial court?"

"The disaster victims are uprising everywhere, and the imperial court may not be able to take care of it for a while."

When the arrows whizzed towards him, Wen Zijin saw the officers and soldiers beside him fell to the ground after being hit by the arrows, and there were screams all around.

The old head catcher said in front of him: "These people dare to attack officials!"

Wen Zijin reached out to wipe the blood stains on his cheeks, his heart was beating extremely fast, and he stared blankly at the officers and soldiers who fell to the ground without moving.

Life and death are nothing more than a blink of an eye.

The person at the bottom, wearing a black blindfold over his left eye, held a bow in his hand and taunted, "Xiaowa, if you don't open the door, we will massacre the city!"

"If you dare to massacre the city, I will burn all the food in the city!" The cold blood boiled instantly, and Wen Zijin stepped forward and said.

"It's actually an official!" The man held a bow and was about to aim at it.

Ye Ran moved his fingertips lightly, and suddenly a hidden arrow hit the man's neck, and blood sprayed thinly on the white snow.

The victims suddenly became chaotic and fled in all directions. Seeing that the boss was killed suddenly, the bandit gang did not dare to act rashly.

Wen Zijin hurriedly shifted his eyes to look around, but he didn't see a familiar figure, so he asked aloud, "Who shot the arrow just now?"

All the officers and soldiers shook their heads one after another, Wen Zijin calmed down, and only ordered someone to carry the officer and soldier who died from the arrow down to comfort his family.

The victims didn't run very far, and the bandits were still eyeing Jingzhou City.

In the middle of the night, Wen Zijin arranged for the defense personnel before returning to the mansion.

"If you don't come back, the food will be cold again." Ye Ran raised his hand to scatter the snow on the girl's shoulders.

The girl stretched out her arms to embrace Ye Ran, sobbing softly, "Did sister Ye save Zijin today?"

Ye Ran wrapped her arms around the girl and replied: "I thought I hid it well, but I didn't expect to be discovered by the quilt."

Last time, Ye Ran vaguely heard the girl asking about food, and Ye Ran was worried that the girl would have a grudge against him because of this.

"Crying for too long in this winter will frostbite your face."

The girl stopped crying, her belly was already growling, obviously she was very hungry.

Ye Ran held the handkerchief and wiped the girl's cheeks, then said with a smile, "Let's eat first."

Wen Zijin nodded with a blushing face, reached out to take the broth, took a sip of it contentedly, and said, "It's delicious."

"This is the soup you usually drink." Ye Ran carefully arranged the dishes with chopsticks, "Maybe you are too hungry."

"When you're hungry, everything you eat is delicious."

Ye Ran looked at the girl distressedly, followed the girl in the disaster-stricken area during the day, and distributed steamed buns and hot porridge at noon, but the girl didn't eat anything.

Thinking about this period of time, the girls are probably so hungry before going home for a meal.

"Eat more if you like it." Ye Ran restrained his expression.

The girl nodded, and smiled with her eyebrows bent: "Okay."

After the meal, the girl paced around the room and read carefully:

"Among the large number of disaster victims today, those bandits with evil plans, they took advantage of the disaster victims to break into the city to kill people and steal money. They are really bad!"

Ye Ran took a sip of tea and responded, "What's the news from the court?"

"I'm afraid it will take two months at the earliest." The girl sighed, her brows furrowed into one place. "Jingzhou City must strengthen its defensive buildings, and if necessary, call all young and middle-aged men."

In the past, the girl who could only read poetry and books became so unrecognizable to Ye Ran in the blink of an eye.

The girl unfolded the big map and sat on the side watching it with great concentration.

Ye Ran raised his hand and lightly rubbed the brow and said, "It's late at night, it's not too late to see it tomorrow."

Wen Zijin loosened his brows and nodded in response: "Yeah."

After a simple bath, the girl lay on her side, and Ye Ran then lay down on her side.

There is only one lamp in the inner room for lighting, so it is not particularly bright. The girl's breathing is not steady with her eyes closed.

After a while, the girl suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Actually, sister Ye doesn't need to be with me every day, she should stay in the mansion to rest during the day."

Ye Ran approached, and lightly bumped the girl's forehead with his forehead, then pulled away and asked, "Does it hurt?"

The girl stretched out her hand to cover her forehead, looked at her with puzzled eyes and said, "It hurts."

"It hurts." Ye Ran pulled down the girl's hand, gently rubbing the red forehead with the cold fingertips, "If something happens to me, can you still rest well?"

Wen Zijin came to his senses, and replied with guilt: "Zijin said something wrong."

"Okay, go to sleep soon." Ye Ran hugged the girl, and lightly pecked her forehead, "Hey, kissing won't hurt anymore."

The girl looked at it with bright eyes, and then her cheeks blushed and she replied in a low voice, "It's actually not very painful."

Ye Ran said with a smile in his eyes: "It's a lie, but it will cause acne."

The girl in her arms didn't make any more noise, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The tired Ye Ran fell asleep peacefully.

Ye Ran in hibernation is actually very easy to fall asleep, so waking up every day is really not easy.

But Wen Zijin didn't know that, every time he was in the disaster-stricken area, he always felt that sister Ye was hiding in a corner that he couldn't see.

Therefore, he did not dare to relax throughout the day, and looked at any suspicious person or thing from time to time.

Those disaster victims gathered several times afterwards, but they were not as provocative as last time, but turned to wailing and begging to open the city gate.

There are groups of people kneeling in the heavy snow, which is really unbearable.

But with so many people, there is not enough food in Jingzhou City, not to mention bandits waiting in secret.

At night, the victims gathered not far away, Wen Zijin held up the torch and looked over there, and said with a slight frown, "They're planning to make trouble."

The old catcher held a big knife and said: "My lord, don't worry, we men in Jingzhou City are not vegetarians either!"

Wen Zijin was even more worried about the distress letter sent to the capital by carrier pigeon.

If there is no food in the city, it is probably even more worrying.

"Jingzhou City is thankful for everyone!" Wen Zijin solemnly thanked all the officers, soldiers and young men who had been recruited.

When Wen Zijin returned home late at night, the feather-like snow was flying all over the sky, obviously he had no intention of stopping there.

Wen Zijin, who entered the inner room alone, had his hands and feet stiff from the cold, Ye Ran tidied up his robe and said, "The hot water is ready, go quickly."

"it is good."

Wen Zijin soaked in the bathtub, and only then did he regain some consciousness in his hands and feet, and the water mist surrounded him.

Originally very hungry, but when sleepiness hit, Wen Zijin's head slowly sank into the water.

Ye Ran quickly reached out to hold the sinking head, the girl looked at it in horror, and reached out to grab Ye Ran's hand.

"You almost fell asleep just now." Ye Ran said helplessly, gently rubbing the girl's forehead with her fingertips.

The girl slowly let go of the hand she was holding, her cheeks were slightly rosy with water mist, and she looked at the candlelight beside her with evasive eyes: "Maybe it's because the bath is too comfortable."

Ye Ran noticed the girl's shyness, and reluctantly let go of her hand and said, "Hurry up and eat."

"Ah."

Ye Ran, who came out of the room, listened to the sound of splashing water, her thin lips tightened slightly, and her cheeks burned inexplicably.

Maybe it's because the girl surrounded by water mist is too delicate, or because she hasn't been intimate for a while, Ye Ran is thinking about it.

But the girl didn't think about that at all, she ate the chicken in small bites, and sometimes carefully picked some for Ye Ran.

After she was full, the girl was already a little sleepy, Ye Ran asked the waiter to clean up the dishes, and then walked towards the bed.

I saw that the girl who always talked a few words on weekdays had already fallen asleep lying on the bed.

Ye Ran sat sideways, watching the girl sleep on her side in a regular manner, pressed her pouty lips lightly with her fingertips, and only sighed softly.

In the entire inner room, most of the lamps were extinguished in an instant, and Ye Ran lay sideways on one side, reaching out to embrace the fragrance that the girl was lusting after.

In previous years, the hot spring and summer would only be hot, but now it seems that as long as the girl has the heart, Ye Ran can be rekindled at any time.

But the girl in her arms was just looking for a comfortable position, and didn't mean to talk to her at all.

Wen Zijin, who had slept until dawn, opened his eyes in a daze, feeling extremely cold.

Obviously wrapped in quilts, the whole body is still nestled in Sister Ye's arms, but the cold is still overwhelming.

Wen Zijin used to think it was strange, but now he realizes that it's probably because Sister Ye is a monster.

In winter, Sister Ye would always sleep soundly. When Wen Zijin didn't know the details, she was always worried if she was sick.

Wen Zijin got up slowly, carefully pressed the quilt firmly, got up from the side of the bed, and put on his boots.

Sister Ye always arranges the clothes and puts them aside ahead of time. The charcoal fire beside the bed is still very hot. With the window slightly open, it is snowy outside. Wen Zijin sits carefully on one side.

I have been too busy these days, so I seldom have the opportunity to spend more time with Sister Ye.

"Zijin..." Ye Ran opened his eyes and looked up at the girl.

The girl was a little surprised: "Did Zijin wake up Sister Ye?"

Ye Ran shook her head and replied, "No, I just woke up after you watched for too long."

I thought the girl was going to steal a kiss, but I didn't wait for a long time.

"Sister Ye, let's continue to sleep."

"Come here." Ye Ran raised his arms to embrace the girl, kissed the side of the face, and took a deep breath to respond, "I didn't have time to kiss you last night."

The girl stared blankly, lowered her head and lightly pecked Ye Ran's tight lips and said softly, "I was too tired yesterday, I fell asleep at some point."

Ye Ran slightly opened her lips, stretched out her hand to hold the back of the girl's head, greedily taking the initiative.

The girl's body temperature is very warm in winter, so Ye Ran always likes to hug the girl, as if only in this way, his blood will not be stiff and frozen due to the cold.

This kind of intimacy is not long, and most of them will end with the girl's shortness of breath.

The girl raised her hand and gently opened the distance, looked at Ye Ran with a blushing face and said, "I should go to the Yamen."

Ye Ran's eyes were a little darker, and his fingertips rested on the soft earlobes reluctantly: "Okay..."

Sure enough, after the intimacy, the blood will boil extremely quickly, and the originally stiff limbs will gradually become more flexible.

Wen Zijin's head was already in a mess, Sister Ye's flushed face just now was really alluring!

Like Sister Ye last time, Wen Zijin tilted his head and watched secretly, his fingertips were tangled in one place.

Ye Ran tied up her clothes, and tied her long hair behind her ears into a woman's bun. She was used to wanting to get the wooden hairpin, but she remembered the girl's red eyes at that time.

Hosta, haven't worn it once.

"Zijin, why haven't you washed yet?" Ye Ran stood up and walked to the absent-minded girl.

Wen Zijin looked at the jade hairpin back to his senses, and said happily, "Jade hairpin!"

Ye Ran raised his hand and gently pinched the girl's nose in response: "Don't say it's not good-looking."

The girl looked at it happily and said, "It's pretty, Sister Ye looks good in anything she wears."

"When did you learn to say such flattering words?"

Ye Ran was always unable to calmly respond to the girl's sometimes too straightforward words, and looked away with slightly hot cheeks.

"Zijin is telling the truth, this is not trying to make Sister Ye happy." The girl leaned forward and looked at her seriously.

Ye Ran raised his hand against the girl's forehead in a daze and said in a hoarse voice, "You come back early tonight."

The girl didn't avoid the girl's hand on her forehead, she blinked her eyes and asked, "Is there anything important?"

"Yeah." Ye Ran withdrew her hand, avoiding the too straightforward gaze, slowly got up and stretched out her hand to pull back the fine hair beside her cheek, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Wen Zijin followed behind in confusion, and didn't even think about what was important until after dinner.

"Important things, shouldn't they be said earlier?"

Ye Ran took a mouthful of the hot porridge, paused for a moment, looked at the girl who still hadn't understood the meaning of the words, and replied with a focused expression: "Come back sooner, I'll tell you."

The girl was even more curious, scratching her head and eating porridge and rice, and couldn't understand what was going on until she left the house.

Wen Zijin, who had a very troubled day, rode back home early in the wind and snow as soon as it got dark.

The wind and snow on the outer robe didn't have time to bounce off, so he hurried into the inner room.

In the past, the inner room was always brightly lit, but it was unusually dark, with only one lamp in the corner for illumination.

Just when Wen Zijin was about to call out, he embraced her whole body, and kissed softly on the side of her ear.

"Ye, sister?" Wen Zijin stared blankly, and at some point he fell on the bed, "The important thing is..."

Before the words could be spoken, they were blocked, and Ye Ran raised his hand to untie the gauze curtain hanging on the side.

The gauze curtain that fell silently covered the infinite spring, only the girl's begging for mercy sometimes overflowed between her teeth, but was submerged in the tide.

The wind outside the window was bitterly cold, but inside it was unbearably hot like a summer day.

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