The princess's little white-faced concubine

"Master, I don't understand one thing, why General Zheng Xiao is the murderer who killed the son-in-law."

When mentioning this matter, Wei Zhaojin's already plain face turned fierce: "I can't think of the reason, he was never such a person in my memory, but sometimes experience can change a person's heart , if he is driven by greed and jealousy, then he can figure it out."

Ling was quite shocked, and continued to ask: "Then why didn't you kill him?"

Now that the murderer was known, Wei Zhaojin didn't move at all. It was true that she was dissatisfied with her character, and Ling was a little worried that Wei Zhaojin would let him go because of the old relationship.

It’s just that the relationship between Wei Zhaojin and Zheng Yunnuo is already in the past tense. The past Zheng Yunnuo is dead, and the Princess Yuanhua who loved her has long since gone with the past Zheng Yunnuo. Now she is Wei Zhaojin, not a Yuan Princess Huachang, she only has Jiang Zhichu in her heart.

"How can Xiao Chu's Qiu Bengong not report it? It's just that we haven't got the evidence yet. If we act rashly, we will only offend the general's mansion, which is not good for Wei."

When Wei Zhaojin said this, his fists were clenched tightly, and his slender body trembled visibly to the naked eye.

Ling also understood what was going on in his heart, so he didn't continue to ask.

Suddenly there was the sound of hurried running outside the house, the moment Yiqiu pushed the door open because she tripped over the threshold and fell down, she simply caught her with her eyes and quick hands, only to save her face.

In the past, Yiqiu would blush and heartbeat after experiencing such things, but today she had no time to think about anything else, and lay in Ling's arms and said incoherently: "Your Highness! Your son-in-law, she... your son-in-law..."

Wei Zhaojin jumped up from the chair, fearing that something might happen to Jiang Zhichu: "What's wrong with her!"

Yiqiu felt aggrieved after being greeted, "My son-in-law is awake."

Suddenly, Wei Zhaojin's heart seemed to be hit by something, and it jumped fast. Regardless of the so-called dignity, she raised the corner of her skirt and rushed out. It can be said that she had never been so active in running for her life.

His own life is not as important as Jiang Zhichu's.

"Xiao Chu!"

Wei Zhaojin pushed open the door and threw herself on the bed, beside Jiang Zhichu.

Jiang Zhichu opened his closed eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling, looking the same as before.

"Xiao Chu..." Wei Zhaojin's voice choked up, and he stroked Jiang Zhichu's cheek softly, touching her eyelashes little by little.

The temperature transmitted to Wei Zhaojin's cold hands warmed up. Although the temperature was not high, it at least proved that she was still alive.

"Wake up...please, I miss you."

She buried her head in Jiang Zhichu's arms, and cried silently. She couldn't count how many times she had cried, and she was still sad when she cried until the tears ran dry.

"really?"

The person lying on the couch suddenly spoke, and Wei Zhaojin was startled by the familiar voice.

Wei Zhaojin stared at her with wide eyes, the man slowly turned his head, and the corners of his lips curled up.

That was the smile that Wei Zhaojin had been looking forward to day and night, the smile that had healed her and warmed her.

Wei Zhaojin couldn't regain his senses for a long time, as if he had been frozen, Jiang Zhichu struggled to support himself, and waved his hand in front of her.

"Ajin?"

Wei Zhaojin's cheeks were still dripping with tears, and the next second his reprimanding fist landed on Jiang Zhichu's shoulder.

Wei Zhaojin said angrily, "You bastard!"

This punch was as gentle as water and didn't use much force, but it hit the softest part of Jiang Zhichu's heart.

What exactly did her Ah Jin go through, she was so thin that it made people feel distressed, she held Wei Zhaojin's hand, and conveyed her own temperature to her: "A Jin, I'm back, I'm sorry for making you wait so long Long."

In the face of her beloved, even Wei Zhaojin couldn't restrain her emotions. She threw herself into Jiang Zhichu's arms and cried wantonly, scolding all the time: "You are a bastard."

Jiang Zhichu's heart instantly turned into a puddle of water. She raised her hand and gently stroked Wei Zhaojin's trembling shoulders, calming down the uneasiness in that person's heart: "I made a mistake, Ah Jin, in the future..."

Never again in the future, she can't say this sentence, she will still leave her, and will still hurt her heart again, the relationship between them is destined not to last long, and the old age is someone else's, it doesn't belong to them.

"Xiao Chu, I don't ask you to achieve anything, and I don't want you to perform well in the court. I just ask you to be safe and healthy, okay?"

Wei Zhaojin was begging her, begging her not to leave again.

Jiang Zhichu's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay..."

"How long have I been asleep?" Jiang Zhichu asked.

"20 days...four hours."

These days when Jiang Zhichu was in a coma, Wei Zhaojin took care of him alone. She clearly remembered how long Jiang Zhichu had been in a coma, and even the exact time.

Jiang Zhichu nodded. It turns out that the time of the two time-spaces is different, and it is difficult to accurately calculate how long the difference is. How can she, an ordinary person, clearly calculate the things in the universe.

This body has been abandoned for so many days, and the suffocation of drowning has been lingering for a long time, which made it difficult for her to even walk, and she also had difficulty breathing from time to time, which scared Wei Zhaojin to find the imperial doctor in a hurry.

Fortunately, the imperial doctor said that Jiang Zhichu was fine, and he could recover with just a few more days of practice. Wei Zhaojin finally let go of his hanging heart.

Jiang Zhichu only practiced walking for a while, but his muscles ached and he had to rest. Wei Zhaojin didn't force her to help her lie on the imperial concubine's couch. stopped.

"Your body is not yet complete, don't break this bowl."

Jiang Zhichu smiled and opened his mouth to wait for Wei Zhaojin to bring in the porridge: "En~ The porridge that Ajin feeds is delicious and sweet!"

Yi Qiu covered her lips and laughed: "Isn't this porridge sweet with two spoonfuls of sugar? If it's sweet, it must be the sweetness that His Highness kissed these days."

Wei Zhaojin glared at her and said angrily, "Yiqiu!"

Yiqiu was so frightened that she quickly closed her mouth, and ran out with the tray in her hand, for fear that Wei Zhaojin would reward her to wash the pail again. The smell lingered in her nose for a long time and could not go away. It smells like shit.

Wei Zhaojin scooped up the porridge and handed it to Jiang Zhichu's mouth, blushing and said, "Don't listen to Yi Qiu's nonsense."

Jiang Zhichu chuckled, his mouth, which was about to touch porridge, suddenly moved, and dropped a kiss on Wei Zhaojin's fingertips, his little tongue sticking out dishonestly.

Wei Zhaojin's body trembled violently, and the spoon fell to the ground without holding onto it, breaking it into pieces.

Jiang Zhichu teased and said, "Why, could it be that Ah Jin is also feeling unwell? Quickly let your husband see where the discomfort is."

The more she spoke, the less serious she became, her lips were about to fall on Wei Zhaojin's neck.

Wei Zhaojin twisted Jiang Zhichu's ears and twirled them, and said with a half-smile, "Everything is fine, don't bother me."

"Pain, pain, pain! I was wrong, Jin, I was wrong!" Jiang Zhichu cried out in pain, his ears burning hot from being pinched.

Woooooo, Wei Zhaojin's tenderness is deceiving!

"Drink it yourself!" Wei Zhaojin pushed the bowl into Jiang Zhichu's hand, and got up to leave.

"Hey! Ajin, Ajin, my good wife, please forgive me."

Wei Zhaojin got goosebumps from her numbness, she pretended to be disgusted, and said with disgust: "You have dreamed something you shouldn't have dreamed these days."

Jiang Zhichu chuckled, "I dreamed of you."

Jiang Zhichu has changed... he has become more mature, and even more sensual, but this sensuality can just mobilize Wei Zhaojin's little bit of love.

I have to say that she likes Jiang Zhichu like this very much.

She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "The son-in-law is all right, with such a slippery mouth, he will probably be able to get up and practice calligraphy tomorrow."

Jiang Zhichu's smile froze on her face, and when she thought of Wei Zhaojin's devil training method, her hands kept shaking.

Wei Zhaojin is still the same Wei Zhaojin, no matter what he is in front of her, he is not worth mentioning.

"Okay, okay, I'm not joking with you anymore, I have something else to do." After finishing speaking, she approached Jiang Zhichu and kissed her on the forehead.

When she was about to turn around, Jiang Zhichu suddenly grabbed her sleeve, and his expression became more serious: "Why didn't you ask me what happened?"

Caring for Wen Wen, she almost forgot what was the purpose of crossing over regardless of her life.

"I know."

"You know? Know that you still..."

Wei Zhaojin cupped her cheeks, pressed her forehead between her brows, closed her eyes and said, "I said, I just want you to be safe, and leave the rest to me, okay?"

Jiang Zhichu swallowed, and nodded slowly.

It turns out that Wei Zhaojin already knew about it, so what is the purpose of her desperate crossing over?She was suddenly disoriented and overwhelmed.

Jiang Zhichu raised his arms to hug her, his heart was in a mess: "I want you to be safe."

"We'll all be fine."

The eye sockets of the two became moist at some point, Jiang Zhichu brought his lips to the corners of her eyes, pecked away her tears, and moved them down bit by bit, as gently as kissing a fragile gem.

The lips slid from the corners of her eyes to the tip of her nose, and finally landed on the man's red lips. Jiang Zhichu stuck out his tongue to moisten her lips, and outlined the shape of her lips.

This time it was Wei Zhaojin who took the initiative, she loosened her teeth and stuck out the tip of her tongue. She hooked up the other's uvula and entangled with it, as if swallowing a piece of candy, being careful not to melt it.

The softness of the lips, the sweet tip of the tongue of the other party, and the slight panting of each other, each of them is igniting the fire of hopelessness in their hearts.

Reason finally defeated desire, Wei Zhaojin stopped Jiang Zhichu's hand that wanted to take off her clothes, and said shyly, "It's daytime."

All whiteheads and dark days are just excuses, Wei Zhaojin was worried that Jiang Zhichu's body would not be able to bear it, so he suppressed the flame in his heart.

Jiang Zhichu also understood and didn't force it anymore, but the love in his eyes was still hard to hide.

"Your Highness, Mrs. Jiang is here." Yi Qiu knocked on the door and said tentatively, for fear of bumping into something she shouldn't have seen.

Wei Zhaojin frowned and replied, "Got it."

Then she saw Jiang Zhichu, and saw that the hatred in the man's eyes was fleeting, but she quickly covered it up.

Seemingly noticing Wei Zhaojin's gaze, Jiang Zhichu raised his lips and smiled, signaling that she was fine.

Wei Zhaojin comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Just having you is enough.

The author has something to say: Did you notice a small detail when the princess was with Xiao Jiang~

【对不起大家，今天的还是很短小，因为太忙了，快马加鞭的码了三千字就发出来了，还没来得及修，我向大家保证明天我一定还给你们一个肥肥肥肥肥章！晚安！】感谢在2021-04-0822:11:54~2021-04-0922:24:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: lizi chuana 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：z.12瓶；百合萬歲10瓶；谷溪9瓶；芽、殿下、一条闲鱼呀5瓶；醉彻、张宝贝的宝贝1瓶；

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