Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

After going around and around, Miss Shen still became the young wife of the Chi family.

The two houses are indeed worthy of being generals. I have heard that ordinary people hold a chicken to act as the groom's official. Now that the Chi family completes the wedding with a knife instead, the people all admire the love and righteousness of the Shen family's daughter-in-law, who will never abandon General Chi.

The red lanterns were hung high, and the Chi family was decorated with lanterns and festoons. Because the general who protected the country was away, there were no lively activities such as making a bridal chamber.

After all, it was not a very festive wedding. The guests who attended the banquet had a banquet and bid farewell to Mrs. Chi and General Shen.

Shen Yanen married her daughter, but sent her to be a "widow" with her own hands. She felt bad, drank too much wine, and looked old.

"Old." He sighed.

Mrs. Chi has 'bereaved her husband' and 'bereaved her son' in her middle age, and now even her most beloved daughter is missing, her brows are filled with sorrow, and there are a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes. debt."

As the wind blew across the courtyard, she got up and toasted Shen Yanen: "Will you agree to marry Qinghe in, I will respect you for Ah Heng with this glass of wine."

Not to mention how it feels to be an elder, nor to mention how Long Run was furious in the palace, the dusk was dim, the sky and the earth were shrouded in darkness, and the willows were on the moon.

In the new house, Qinghe took off the phoenix crown, took off the gauntlet, Haosheng sat on the edge of the bed in a plain white coat after taking a bath, and raised his arms to drink Hebei wine alone.

The bitter wine entered her throat, her eyes sparkled, and there were tears in her smile: "Ah Chi, I'm married to you."

……

"Wanwan, Wanwan..."

On the bamboo bed, Chi Heng struggled to open his eyes: "Wanwan..."

Her limp body rolled out of the bed, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of her throat again. The blood mist sprayed on the bluestone like peach blossoms. She lost consciousness, got up with her arms, and walked out staggeringly.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi broke open the door in front of Ye Yuli, and seeing her wake up, his heart slowly fell to the ground: "I just lived, and I want to die?"

The tone is as cold as ice, clear as broken jade.

The voice broke into the spiritual sea, Chi Heng covered his heart and raised his eyebrows to look, tears streaming down: "Master..."

"Master" after a long absence, Su Jie stepped forward to stabilize her frail body after the rain had cleared up: "Ah Heng, I am teaching you the 'Innate Pure Yang Kung Fu', I don't want you to gamble with the sky. .”

Gambling with the sky...

Chi Heng's face was bloodless, memories flooded her, and she was suddenly excited: "One thought pill, master, one thought pill!"

"Your elder brother has given her the antidote."

Chi Heng's reaction was slow and he let out a sigh of relief.

The most energetic disciple almost died, Su Jie was angry: "Quickly go back to the bamboo bed and lie down."

"Master." Her limbs were weak, dizzy for a while, and she refused to move: "Master, how long has it been since I had an accident?"

Su Jie looked at her deeply: "Take the antidote, and she is alive and well. It's you, who can bring back your soul this time, and your master uncle's housekeeping skills have been poured out.

"You were born to be good, and you have received the destiny, and you can comprehend the martial art of 'Yin and Yang work together, endlessly' at a critical moment..."

His head was buzzing and he couldn't hear her words, so Chi Heng tugged at her sleeve, his pale face still haunting her as a child: "Master, how long has it been?"

"..."

"How long?"

"July and seven days!"

"Seven months..." Chi Heng's body was on the verge of falling, relying on Su Jie's strength to keep her from falling, his thoughts were in a mess: "I haven't returned for a long time, what do they say about me?"

"Outsiders only think that you are dead, and the one surnamed Zhao will chase after you as a first-rank general protecting the country—"

Su Jie paused: "What are you doing?"

"I want to go back."

"Go back?" She raised her voice: "Where are you going back? The Palace of the King of Hell? After finally waking up, and wanting to seek death, go back to Shengjing? Go back to Shen Qinghe, you can't even get out of this door!"

Chi Heng didn't believe in evil, and dragged his seriously injured body to take six steps in succession. The wound burst open, and blood stained his clothes.

"Uncle..."

Jiang Xi stood at the door with gray hair on her temples and tired eyes. She obviously didn't say anything harsh, but Chi Heng was full of guilt.

She is not a qualified emperor star.

She gave up her life for one person, and she has a teacher who has repeatedly escorted her.

"Aheng..." Jiang Xi caressed her bloodless face: "Do you still remember your duty in this world?"

"Uncle Master, Master..." Chi Heng said hoarsely, "But my heart hurts so much... Thinking of her, her waiting for me there alone, I, I..."

A mouthful of blood poured out of her throat, and Jiang Xi's expression changed: "Second Junior Sister, Third Junior Sister, save people!"

Su Jie shattered Chi Heng's clothes with one hand, and the pure yang energy swept over the damaged tendons of his lover like a spring breeze.

Tang Jiu, who had never shown her face, arrived by the wind, and with a wave of her hand, dozens of silver needles pierced into important acupoints on the human body.

Jiang Xi opened Chi Heng's mouth and fed the [Hui Huan Dan] that melted in the mouth.

The power of the three members of the Hedao Sect healed the wounds of Emperor Xing until Dongfang turned pale.

……

The stars are bright and the moon is charming.

The candles are lit in the new house, and the [Dream Tracing Incense] mixed with calming incense is lit in the golden beast incense burner, and the fragrance mist curls up, lingering in dreams.

The little general Chi next door was angry with her again.

Annoyed but rejected many invitations, sneaked to [Xiuchunyuan] to make a fat and ugly "big snow rabbit" for her fear of the cold and need "Maodong", which is very funny .

In winter, the snow was like fluff, and through the closed window, Qinghe looked enviously at General Chi, who was wearing a padded jacket, wearing moccasin boots, and with snowy hair, and thanked him softly.

Chi Heng's pretty pale face became ashamed, and he destroyed the 'Snow Rabbit' like a fire under his feet. In less than a quarter of an hour, he swiftly rebuilt a brand new, beautiful, high-spirited 'Little General Rabbit'. '

"this is me."

She opened her mouth, and it was easy to understand her mouth shape.

At that time, Chi Heng was seven years old, his anger came and went quickly, he was a little more intelligent and delicate than children of the same age.

The toe of the boot kicked the broken snow beside his feet, and awkwardly picked up a dead branch to write and draw on the snow. After writing, he jumped up and flew over the high wall and disappeared.

[This is me, I will accompany you, this winter, don't be too bored. 】

【Oh, poor little girl, let me see how good I am to you.Since you can't come out to play with me, I will reluctantly accompany you to relieve boredom every winter.I am so kind. 】

Qinghe hid in the house under the thick snow cloak, staring at the string of words and smiling softly.

The water rippled, and the 13-year-old little general was lying on the wall with a bright smile: "Sister! Sister Qinghe!"

All of a sudden, there were not only bright colors in the dream, but also a clear and joyful voice, which broke into the door of people's hearts. Qinghe pushed open the window, saw her sitting there grinning, and laughed along with her.

"Sister, do you want peach meat? I'll feed you."

Flowers and candles turn into tears, night rain knocks on the window, the bustle outside the window, and bustle in the dream.

The grown-up Chi Heng has a demeanor more charming than the moonlight.

He eloped with her at the age of 14, and at the age of 15, the two families got engaged. At the engagement banquet, they exchanged tokens of love with her. She gave her medicine, and she returned her knife. The affection should be entrusted with life.

Young and reckless, he dared to raise the whip and drive the horse, and also dared to draw his sword in anger.

Not afraid of the sky, not afraid of the earth, happy and romantic, love stronger than wine, those were the most entangled and happy years between her and A Chi.

"Sister, drink more, drink it all down..."

The screen flipped, and the sky and the earth also flipped.

"Wanwan, Wanwan, how can you be so soft..."

The aroma of the inner room is intertwined, Qinghe's sleepy face is slightly flushed, and a soft moan overflows from the lips.

The sky is bright.

Awakened and scattered.

The sun shines into the house through the flower windows, making the eyes festive.

Miss Shen, who was married as a wife, got up from the quilt, and sat on the bed with her knees bent, her delicate body leaning against the soft pillow, her eyes bleary.

The smell of [Dream Tracing Fragrance] was already very weak. After waking up from the dream, she lifted the quilt and walked towards the bathroom in the compartment with her snow socks on.

Last night was her wedding night.

In front of the dressing table, Liuqin's pair of masterful hands tied up a dignified bun for her lady, with a gold hairpin pinned to her black hair.

"So lovely."

Qinghe looked at himself in the mirror, and also thought it looked good: "From now on, call me Young Madam."

Liuqin and Liuse bowed their heads and said yes.

Walking out the door, the sun was warm, Qinghe went to the main courtyard to offer tea to Madam Chi.

……

When the last silver needle was pulled out, Tang Jiu's back was wet with sweat.

The three Taoist sisters looked at the young Emperor Xing worriedly, they were rescued, but how about waking up, even Jiang Xing dared not say that everything was safe.

Su Jie sat in front of the couch and held his apprentice's hand, and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with a handkerchief.

"Her life is saved. I have to go to Shengjing to see my precious apprentice." Tang Jiu glanced at Chi Heng who was sleeping in a complicated manner, and then at Su Jie, feeling that the master and apprentice were two friends. People don't have a good thing, they are all bastards who teach people to worry about it.

"Master, I'm leaving."

She came and went like the wind, knowing that she couldn't force her to stay, so Jiang Xi watched her leave.

The bamboo house is quiet, and spring slips through the fingers in the blink of an eye.

It is summer.

In early June, the plague broke out in Minzhou, a hundred miles away from Shengjing. Mrs. Chi took the initiative to invite Ying to follow the imperial physicians of the imperial hospital to Minzhou to treat diseases and save lives.

In August, the plague was lifted.

It was only when the world knew that Mrs. Chi was a well-deserved master of medicine.

In September, Qinghe returned to Beijing, and the patients who came to seek medical treatment every day almost crossed the threshold of Chi's family.

Mrs. Chi did not take any money to practice medicine, and her kindness spread widely.

In late September, the Lingnan Rebels captured the 24 prefectures of Yunchao with a force of destruction. Chaos broke out and many people responded.

In Shengjing, in front of the tomb of the great general who protects the country, the people who come to worship, regardless of military or civilian, are crowded on [General Mountain].

Qinghe was dressed in plain clothes and raised his eyes to look into the distance: "Master, when do you think she will come back?"

Tang Jiu smiled lightly: "Soon, very soon."

In November, the first snow falls in Shengjing, and the sky and the earth are white.

At the same time, a young man in white fur and moccasin boots was driven out of the bamboo building by his master.

Su Jie thinks that he doesn't have Jiang Xi's ability to nourish Qi, and after working hard for a bastard for a year, his head is going bald, and he finally managed to keep her life safe, so he has long been impatient to live with her under the same roof.

"Go away! Go to your gentle hometown and soak in it!"

The young man smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. He waved to her and then to the uncle.

Jiang Xi smiled at her with a good temper: "Go."

When she walked away, Su Jie frowned, took a sip of the strong wine, opened the wine seal, and the aroma of the wine wafted in the wind, she said: "Is it really okay for her to go in such a muddle?"

"It doesn't matter if General Shen is here in Beijing, and Xinglou and Ah Jiu are here."

"Master, you know what I'm talking about."

Jiang Xing turned around, feeling very good: "Don't you know about Xinglou's mouth? I once asked her when it would be a good time to embrace the emperor and oppose Zhao, and she was repelled before she could finish her words.

"But I guess what she meant to say was 'nirvana'.

"That night when I sat on the couch, I couldn't believe that the emperor's life was cut off. Later, you saw her too. She had a strong desire to survive, and she was stunned to find a way out of the dead, and comprehend the way of yin and yang symbiosis.

"Look at Ah Heng's current state, isn't that considered nirvana? In my opinion, it's pretty good.

"A person who died because of love and was born because of love is the least afraid of such a trick of fate. Just go, when the time comes, she will remember."