The princess's little white-faced concubine

Jiang Zhichu has always had the same dream for the past few days. The woman in the dream has the same face as her, but is just lying in a dilapidated thatched hut like a dead person. An old woman will come to feed her every day. Medicine, wakes up every time she tries to get close.

The dream was intermittent, and the dark circles under the eyes became a little worse. Every time Yi Qiu saw her, she would tease "Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?", which made Jiang Zhichu really think that he had kidney deficiency.

Jiang Zhichu leaned over the desk and watched Wei Zhaojin practicing calligraphy, and couldn't help but admire him: "Ajin, you are so good."

There are countless people who have praised her handwriting, and she has already heard calluses in her ears, but when Jiang Zhichu praised her, she was still a little bit happy, "If you practice your handwriting well, you can do it too."

She was embarrassed to say that when she saw Jiang Zhichu's handwriting for the first time, her eyes almost lost their light.

Jiang Zhichu curled his lips: "I know how to deceive people, I have practiced for so many years and I haven't seen any progress."

Wei Zhaojin lifted the brush over his sleeve and lightly dipped it in ink, wrote a stroke on the white rice paper, then turned his wrist and wrote the three big characters "Jiang Zhichu".

Jiang Zhichu was slouching on the table at first, but when he saw his name written by Wei Zhaojin like a painting, he immediately sat up straight.

"It's amazing, I've never seen my name so beautiful!"

Seeing her hopeless look, Wei Zhaojin nodded her eyebrows pretending to be angry: "From then on, let's practice calligraphy with Ben Gong."

"Ah..." Jiang Zhichu dragged on in a long voice, obviously unwilling.

Wei Zhaojin narrowed his eyes and pinched her face, "It's no use pretending to be pitiful, does the son-in-law believe that Bengong is a good teacher?"

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it, Jiang Zhichu immediately changed his expression, and put on the appearance of a good student: "That's hard work, teacher."

Jiang Zhichu bit the last two words very hard, as if deliberately teasing, Wei Zhaojin was a little uncomfortable and a little shy.

Always feel weird?

"Ajin, let's go out for a walk when the New Year's Eve is over, let's take a look at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and see the various ways of the people, how about it?"

Wei Zhaojin was startled, and met her gaze: "Listen to you."

The corners of Jiang Zhichu's mouth curled up in happiness. She had been looking forward to this day, looking forward to living a peaceful life with Wei Zhaojin like an ordinary couple.

Originally, I was thinking of continuing to be gentle with Wei Zhaojin for a while, but Wei Zhaojin suddenly wanted her to practice calligraphy, and would slap her hand whenever she made a mistake. didn't come back.

Seeing her in such a hurry, Lin Wan'er was a little inconceivable: "Why are you so active in working part-time today?"

Jiang Zhichu twitched the corners of his mouth, leaned his forehead and sighed: "Compared with Wei Zhaojin, coming to your place to clean the table has become a lot happier."

Lin Wan'er raised her leg and kicked her ass: "Is it hard for you to work for my old lady?"

Jiang Zhichu wanted to cry but had no tears. There was a tigress on one side and a smiling tiger on the other, neither of which could be offended by him, a Garfield.

After Jiang Zhichu put on the apron, he went to wipe the table without complaint, but was called away by Lin Wan'er after he wiped it.

"I'm not lazy!" She was anxious to defend herself, for fear of being kicked again.

"I know you are not lazy!"

Lin Wan'er took her upstairs mysteriously, and looked around before closing the door, like a thief.

"What are you doing? I'm selling my art but not my body!" After speaking, she hugged herself tightly.

Lin Wan'er gave her a disgusted look and sat down opposite her, "You must be mentally prepared for what I'm going to tell you next."

It was rare for Lin Wan'er to be serious, so Jiang Zhichu didn't joke with her anymore, and swallowed.

"I told you before that I have been studying the astrology... recently there are some abnormalities."

Jiang Zhichu's pupils contracted and his heart beat violently: "What do you mean?"

Lin Wan'er bit her lip, poured her a cup of tea and pushed her over, said: "We may have to leave, I've been dreaming lately, dreaming about things that happened to this body before, those memories don't belong to me. "

Jiang Zhichu suddenly remembered the dreams he had had these days, but they were a little different from Lin Waner's. Lin Waner's dream played the memory of the original owner of this body like a movie, but he only had one picture. Could it be that he was lying there? Man is the original owner of this body?Does the original owner have any relationship with Zheng Yunnuo?

Jiang Zhichu couldn't believe it, and said in a daze, "Then...why does it prove that we are going back?"

Lin Wan'er shook her head, and sighed: "I'm not sure, it's just that the feeling is getting stronger and stronger... two moons have appeared in the sky, and they are getting closer little by little. At this speed, the day when they coincide is approaching." It's here."

Jiang Zhichu had never noticed when there were two moons in the sky. If there were really two moons, how could it not have caused panic? She hoped that what Lin Waner said was true, and she hoped that Lin Waner was dazzled by homesickness.

Lin Wan'er lowered her eyes, "I don't know, anyway...you should make a plan as soon as possible, I am older than you, and some things are more open to you than you, so let it go if you have to."

Jiang Zhichu sat blankly for a long time. She thought of her mother, and wondered how her mother would feel when she knew she had been in a car accident... Mother only had her one child.

"I'm not young, I understand." Jiang Zhichu nodded, already made a decision in his heart.

After Jiang Zhichu was busy in the tavern for a while, he greeted Lin Wan'er and left.

Instead of going home, she walked in the opposite direction, stopping when she passed a bakery stall.

"Mother, why don't you go back when it's getting dark?"

Seeing that it was Jiang Zhichu who came, the aunt who sold cakes greeted her cordially: "It's not sold out yet, it's a waste for the children to eat enough to take home."

"Oh~ Then you wrap it up for me, my grandmother loves to eat." Jiang Zhichu took out the silver from his purse and handed it over.

"Hey, good..."

Jiang Zhichu stopped her hand that wanted to find change, and said with a smile, "That's all, there's no need to look for it."

The aunt waved her hands hastily when she heard this, but in the end she couldn't hold back Jiang Zhichu, so she was a little embarrassed and said, "Then next time you come, the aunt will pack more for you."

"Thank you ma'am."

Mrs. Jiang liked this when she was young, and even when she was old, she didn't like those expensive cakes. Jiang Zhichu bought them here for six years, and the lady selling cakes saw her as if she was her own child.

Jiang Zhichu took the packaged pastries, feeling heavy.

Jiang Mansion has become very quiet since she left. The servants in Jiang Mansion were a little excited when they saw her, and rushed back to the house to report to the old lady.

The old lady came out of the house excitedly, and almost threw away her crutches and ran over. Her legs were not limping, and she was walking like flying. It can be seen that Jiang Zhichu's pace slowed down significantly when Jiang Zhichu was alone.

Mrs. Jiang was a little disappointed and said, "You are the only one?"

Jiang Zhichu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Yes, Ah Jin is busy."

Busy preparing how to deal with Jiang Zhichu.

Mrs. Jiang raised her crutch and hit her hard on the head: "Next time, if it's just you, you don't have to come in again."

"Oh, I will definitely next time, see what good things I brought you?" Jiang Zhichu helped her into the house, opened the soft pastry inside the paper bag and caught the eyes of the old lady.

"You are filial." The old lady picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, then smiled with satisfaction.

"It has to be the pastries of her family and the wishes of an old woman like me."

Jiang Zhichu pushed the pastry over, poured her a cup of tea and said respectfully, "Eat slowly."

"Hmph, I'm afraid I'm going to be overwhelmed by buying so much? It'll be ruined if I can't finish it!" The old lady smacked her lips in distress.

"Isn't there still a mother?" Jiang Zhichu discovered that Mrs. Jiang was not in the mansion.

"Where does your mother like to eat these sweet things?"

"Mum, where did she go?"

"I went to run a business, I just left yesterday."

Jiang Zhichu frowned, "Didn't I tell my mother not to do it long ago? Just leave these things to the people in the store."

The old lady let out a long sigh: "She... can't stay idle!"

Jiang Zhichu was silent, thinking about how to make Mrs. Jiang stop going out to do business, the world is not safe now.

The old lady ordered people to find greased paper, divided half of the pastry out, and took out some more after she was still a little dissatisfied.

"Take some back to that kid Xiaowei."

Jiang Zhichu looked at the packaged pastry and said helplessly, "The small kitchen in the house can make it."

The old lady was not happy anymore, and reprimanded: "Those cooks can't make such delicious food, you can take it with you, you are not obedient at all!"

Jiang Zhichu was afraid that she would get angry, so he complied. He came the same way when he came, and left almost the same way when he left.

When she returned home, she deliberately raised her eyes to look at the sky. There was still only one moon in the sky, and the crescent moon was curved like Wei Zhaojin's smile.

"Ajin, I'm back!"

Wei Zhaojin was sitting in front of the desk reading a book, raised his eyes after hearing the voice, "Where did you go?"

"Go back and see grandma."

Jiang Zhichu deliberately concealed the matter of going to the tavern to help.

After hearing that Jiang Zhichu had returned to Jiangfu, Wei Zhaojin didn't get too angry and forgave her for running away.

"Grandmother asked me to keep it for you, you probably won't be used to it." Jiang Zhichu didn't bring the pastry over, he was already thinking about how to distribute it to Yiqiu and the others.

"bring here."

"What?" It's not that Jiang Zhichu didn't hear clearly, but he can't believe that people who are used to pastries in the palace still like to eat these things?

"I will take you to see the imperial doctor tomorrow, and give your ear a good treatment." Wei Zhaojin put down the book and pinned the tassel bookmark in, then walked to Jiang Zhichu's side, and took the bag of pastries.

Jiang Zhichu had a laugh, and flattered him: "No, my ears are very good."

"How good is it?"

Jiang Zhichu rolled his eyes and said happily: "It's so good that I can hear every groan of Ajin clearly."

Wei Zhaojin's face turned red instantly, and he said angrily, "If you mention it again, I will cut off your ears."

Jiang Zhichu shrank back and said, "Excuse me, excuse me."

Wei Zhaojin opened the oiled paper and twisted a piece of pastry into her mouth. It melted in her mouth, and the faint red bean flavor lingered in her mouth for a long time.

"The craftsmanship is good, which master did it, you can hire it to be the royal chef in the palace."

Jiang Zhichu immediately shook his head: "It's not suitable, it's not suitable, my aunt has been working for more than ten years, and she may not be able to adapt to being asked to go to the palace."

Wei Zhaojin nodded without forcing it, and originally just mentioned it casually.

"I haven't visited my grandmother for a long time." Wei Zhaojin put it down after eating a few pieces. She doesn't like sweets, so eating these few pieces is already an exception.

"Don't bother."

"I'm going to see it, what does it have to do with you?"

Jiang Zhichu's heart shattered to the ground, it turned out that he was the clown.

In the middle of the night, Wei Zhaojin woke up suddenly, the place around him was a little cold, the person must have been up for a long time.

She sat up and saw Jiang Zhichu was moving a bench and sitting by the bed, looking up, not knowing what to look at.

Wei Zhaojin picked up a piece of clothing and walked over to put it on Jiang Zhichu's shoulders, and said warmly, "It's cold at night."

Jiang Zhichu shook the hand on her shoulder, and looked up at the night: "Look, Ah Jin, there are two moons."

Surprised, Wei Zhaojin looked in the direction of her gaze, but there were no two moons Jiang Zhichu was talking about.

"Get some rest."

Jiang Zhichu ignored it, and said to himself, "Can we not wait until the end of the year?"

Wei Zhaojin immediately knew what Jiang Zhichu was talking about, and felt inexplicably panicked: "Why?"

Jiang Zhichu turned around and wrapped his arms around Wei Zhaojin's waist, "It's nothing, I just can't wait."

Wei Zhaojin rubbed her hair and said, "Then I will listen to you."

Hearing what she said, a smile appeared on Jiang Zhichu's face. She stood up, and Wei Zhaojin was about to look up at her slightly in an instant.

The tip of Jiang Zhichu's nose touched Wei Zhaojin's, and the two of them breathed heavily.

Jiang Zhichu tilted his head slightly, and his lips touched.

Wei Zhaojin's hands on the man's shoulders tightened tightly, but her body softened in Jiang Zhichu's arms. Jiang Zhichu's tongue naturally outlined the shape of her lips and gradually penetrated in. She relaxed her clenched lips. Bei Chi and that person got entangled together, this time they have become more familiar with each other, there is no pain, only attachment.

"Can you? Teacher..."

"Don't...don't call it that." Wei Zhaojin blushed so hot that he buried his face in Jiang Zhichu's neck and dared not look up.

Jiang Zhichu picked her up with strength from somewhere, and this time he gently put her on the bed.

She gently took off the only clothes left on Wei Zhaojin's body, and every kiss was very delicate and gentle, for fear of biting her.

The sea has already risen, Jiang Zhichu poked in, the person under him was still in control at first, Jiang Zhichu's shoulder was bitten several teeth marks, but gradually she let herself go, her body was filled with love , trembling slightly, clutching Jiang Zhichu's unlined garment tightly with both hands, his fingernails glowing pink.

Every sound of Wei Zhaojin hit Jiang Zhichu's heart, and with the stimulation of adrenaline, she also accelerated her movements.

"I love you."

"My palace...me too, uh."

A beautiful night...

作者有话要说：怡秋：就算让我刷恭桶我也要起义了！！感谢在2021-04-0100:17:35~2021-04-0121:38:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xiaotian Jianxue 2;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!