Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

Mottled by the years, people walking through the cracks of time talked and laughed side by side, oil-paper umbrellas were held above their heads to cover the fine rain, and the bluestone slabs on the street home were wet.

Life is alive, separation and reunion, reunion means destiny, and being able to walk on the same path is an earned blessing.

Accidentally tilting his head and bumping into the little general's clear and smiling eyes, his heart felt itchy, and his lips and teeth moved suddenly: "Long, long?"

Chi Heng held the umbrella with one hand, and didn't care that half of her shoulder was wet from the rain. She tapped her chin and gave a solemn and forceful reply:

"Ok!"

The sound was pleasant, and it aroused bursts of crispness.

The rain curtain blurred their respective shadows, and in an instant, in the long and long promise, spring and autumn came, and the snow as white as catkins covered the huge imperial capital, people came and went, and the sky and the earth were covered with frost.

Looking back, it was two years later.

Two years later, Shengjing said that the changes had not changed much. Pedestrians walked along the long street wrapped in cotton clothes in the cold wind, and their feet creaked and creaked under the thick snow.

Fine snow fell all over the city, and at a glance, the eaves were all white.

In the winter, the hot and spicy soup at Aunt Fatty’s house sells very well. The atmosphere of the market is blended with the harshness of winter snow, and the most common simplicity in the world.

Jumping out of the hustle and bustle of the common people in winter, but seeing the majestic imperial city silently emanating the grandeur and aloofness unique to imperial power.

The tall city wall is like a net and a prison, imprisoning the precious youth of many women.

Concubine Lian and Concubine Zhuo quarreled again today.

An ancient artifact worth tens of thousands of gold was smashed, Concubine Lian's nails scratched Concubine Zhuo's face, Concubine Zhuo trampled on Concubine Lian's poorly raised foot - that's what happened to the so-called painful foot.

Stripped of the prestigious title of concubine, they are just two poor people who can't ask for it.

A woman's best years are wasted in this man-eating deep palace, and in the end there is no one and a half daughter around, except for the newly pregnant queen and the favored concubine Xue Gui of [Liuhua Palace], which woman is not in the palace? Feeling stuffy in your stomach?

No, on a snowy day, over the ownership of a plum blossom, the two concubines quarreled and fought hard.

Seeing that it was going to be bad, the clever maid hurriedly ordered the people below: "Go and call Chi Xing!"

……

"Pool walk!"

The palace lady walked over panting, and the person who was stopped by her turned her head when she heard the sound.

The white crane robe, the jade belt around the waist, the waist is as thin as a murderous scimitar, 'killing' to the heart of people, 'killing' the hearts of men and women.

Last year, the envoy of the Eastern Territory rode his horse on Changjie inadvertently glanced at this walking man in the crowd, lost his mind at one glance, and plopped off his horse.

The good-natured person asked him why he fell off the horse, and the upright and honest envoy, dragging his whole body injured from the fall, was amazed again and again, and said that the young man was handsome and handsome, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.It was cited as a joke for a while.

"Pool walk!"

The palace man shouted again.

The road was slippery in snowy days, and the road had not yet been salted and melted. Chi Heng watched her walking steadily, without saying a word.

The subordinates beside him urged: "I have something to say, my lord is hurrying home."

The court lady boldly moved her gaze upwards, only to see the young man's neck like new snow, his lips were spotlessly red, his nose bridge was straight, his starry eyes were bright, his raised eyebrows were full of vigor and vitality.He is clearly an out-and-out Erlang, at first glance, he is more attractive than the beautiful concubines in the harem

"what happened?"

The clear and soft voice came to my ears, the maid's legs were weak under her skirt, her cheeks were flushed, and her mouth was stumbling: "Concubine Lian, Concubine Lian and my master are fighting!"

Fighting?

Chi Heng's smile faded slightly, he had been walking for more than two years, and he didn't do much serious business, and spent most of his time taking care of housework for His Majesty.

Guarding the safety of the palaces is the duty of 'Walking in the palace', she endured her impatience: "Let's go and have a look."

……

Standing in the crowd of women and listening to the two concubines crying and accusing each other, Chi Heng let his mind wander, thinking about what fun gadgets he should give Wanwan today.

Before she could figure it out, Concubine Lian and Concubine Zhuo were hoarse from crying.

Unable to continue in a daze, she got up and went out to a nearby plum tree to pluck two white plums in full bloom: "One for each person, don't beat any more. Where's the imperial doctor, do you have an imperial doctor?"

As long as any problem related to women is difficult, it will be easier to deal with it than eating and drinking.

The imperial doctor came to diagnose the injuries of the two with a medicine box. Concubine Lian and Concubine Zhuo cried out for pain, but at the same time they did not forget to follow the young man's back with their eyes.

"Got to go?"

The imperial concubine is haunted by ghosts.

Chi Heng has had a lot of experience in the past two years, and he is good at putting on a show, so he folded his hands and bent down: "I have seen your mother."

The characters are well-rounded and elegant.

Xue Ling watched her grow into her current appearance day by day, with a look of disgust on her face: "Go and accompany your Miss Shen, remember to take a bath before seeing her, she smells like other women's rouge and powder!"

Leaving these words behind, she left lightly, leaving Chi Heng stunned on the spot, raised his sleeve and sniffed lightly, and said to himself: "The smell of rouge and gouache? No."

She was grinding her teeth, the concubine's sister was lying again!

The snow was falling in the sky, and Little General Chi came out from the palace gate like a bird in flight, his eyes could not suppress the joy.

She is two years older, except that her eyebrows and eyes are longer and more seductive, her temperament is not much different from that of two years ago, and her blood is still fresh inside.

"Little General!"

When Liuqin saw her, she immediately waved her hand. On a snowy day, a layer of hot sweat broke out on her forehead.

Chi Heng's eyes were good, and when he saw that her expression was wrong, he trotted over: "Why is it you, Wanwan—"

"Miss has a cold attack, the little general should go back and have a look!"

A gust of cold air rushed to her heart and lungs, and she quickly jumped into the carriage: "Go back to the other garden!"

Xiuchun Bieyuan.

General Shen stood guard in the courtyard with a heavy face, the doctor who had been invited was kicked out, the door was tightly shut, and the people inside felt uncomfortable for some reason.

Across the door, Shen Yanen's hands and feet were cold.

This was the first time he saw his daughter's cold poison attack.

"Is there really no cure for this poison...?"

The old doctors bowed their heads in shame.

"Sister!" Chi Heng strode in, and when he saw General Shen, he hurriedly nodded in salute.

She came to the door and knocked on the door: "Sister, it's me!"

The closed door opened with a sound, and it was Liu Se who was inside the room who opened the door for her.

The door opened with a bang and was shut again, and a faint cold air wafted out from the crack of the door.

For the sake of her daughter, Shen Yanen allowed Chi Heng to be alone in the room, with the breath stuck in his throat.

Liuqin and Liuse stood guard at the door, one on the left and the other on the right, in case the general would drag his son-in-law out of the room in a fit of anger.

Unexpectedly, the general turned around and led a group of doctors to discuss the method of detoxification, which was rare and understanding.

As soon as he entered the door, the almost condensed cold air rushed towards his face, and Chi Heng was worried, so he quickly came to the bed.

However, the girl was shivering in a heavy quilt, her consciousness was drowsy, and she was biting a Jinpa in her mouth, with faint bloodstains oozing from the corners of her lips.

She never thought that the cold poison would be so severe this time, she untied the jade belt almost in a panic, and climbed onto the bed with only her underwear on.

Jin was lifted, and the person who was suffering from the cold and poison followed his heart and threw himself into his arms, and bumped into her suddenly, Chi Heng trembled, closed his eyes and hurriedly circulated pure Yang Qi.

The turbulent cold air in the limbs was slowly suppressed by the pure yang qi, someone helped her to relieve the cold poison, Qinghe finally didn't have to grit her teeth to fight, and fell into a lethargic sleep exhausted.

The Jinpa in his mouth was carefully pulled out, and General Chi's voice was slightly hoarse: "Just sleep, just sleep."

She kissed Qinghe's tear-stained eyes, and she felt hugged, hugged tightly, and smiled for a moment: "Stalker, Wanwan is a stalker."

No matter how 'slandering', the people in his arms couldn't hear it, Chi Heng sniffed the fragrance in her hair lightly, and slowly fell asleep.