[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

When the hot water soaks the whole body, it overflows into the ears, agitating slowly, isolating the hustle and bustle of the world.

I opened my eyes, stood up from the bathtub, stared at the thin layer of water vapor on the copper mirror, and stretched out my hand to write two words on the copper mirror: Ji Zhen.

My surname is Ji, my first name is Zhen.My name is Ji Zhen.

Chen Ping told me that a tragic war took place here not long ago.

The opponent's main general died when thousands of arrows pierced his heart, and died in endless despair.

I asked Zhang Liang: "When will the war end?"

He always tells me it's coming soon.

The attitude is very serious, the tone is very gentle, and there is no perfunctory, but the answer is always these two words.

Soon, soon.

Always fast.

... But how soon will the war really end and the soldiers lay down their weapons and return to the fields?

One day without incident, I lay on the bare peach tree, watching flakes of snow falling from the sky.

I heard the voice of two men talking not far away.

"Master Zhang really just picked someone up and brought them back?"

"Still saying that she is his wife, she is not at all, she is clearly an enemy prisoner of war!"

"Master Zhang is high-spirited, indifferent to fame and wealth, but he is no match for a word of sex."

……

I jumped down from the tree and stood straight in front of them.

"Aren't you the enemy soldier—" Before the younger soldier finished speaking, his mouth was covered by the older soldier.

"Ma'am, we were just passing by, how offended you are." After he apologized, he hurriedly dragged the young soldier away.

I raised my head thoughtfully, and saw snowflakes falling from the sky, drawing countless intersecting trajectories in the sunlight, and then gradually drifting away.

×××

"You mean, the two of us eloped before, and we just got together so casually. In fact, we never got married at all?"

I put my hands on the table and looked at him with burning eyes.

His eyes moved away from the scroll in his hand, and fell on my face, with a faint smile in his eyes: "Why should Ah Zhen stick to those worldly routines and etiquette? It's enough for two people to agree with each other."

"But you are from Confucianism...not to mention it's not fair to me." I folded my arms and looked down at him condescendingly, and said firmly, "I don't care, you have to make it up to me anyway."

"Then how do you want me to compensate?"

"At least compensate me for a grand and grand wedding."

The war is endless and the army is short of supplies. I made such an absurd request at this juncture. He should have refused, but he simply agreed.

"Okay." He nodded, "I will give you everything Ah Zhen wants."

At that moment, his eyes clearly blossomed into peach blossoms.

I had a moment of Zhengzhong, as if a long time ago, someone said the same thing to me.

...to give your life to get what you want.

I came back to my senses and reached out to grab his cheek: "The sooner the better, within three days."

×××

As soon as he announced that he would marry me two days later, he was immediately opposed by all the generals and soldiers in the army.

In such a critical period, his mind was still thinking about the love of his children.

He can't break his promise to me, he can only be willful to the soldiers once.

I don't know how he convinced them, I just know he did.

"It really doesn't look like an ovary." It was Han Xin who said this.

He is an absolutely excellent general, and his ability to command battles is excellent. I heard that he made great contributions in the last battle of Weishui, but he seems...never happy.

I have seen him several times, and he always has a serious complexion, dull eyes, and thick dark circles around his eyes.

I suspected that it was because he was busy with the war during the day and with the house at night, so he was exhausted physically and mentally, but I was surprised to learn that he didn't have any women at all, not even a girl who warmed the bed.

...that's weird.

In the Han camp, everyone is very strange.Some people really hate me, like Liu Bang——

"I hope you can abide by women's ethics in the future, and don't ruin Zifang's reputation." He looked at Zhang Liang helplessly, and then gave me a vicious look.

There are also people who are very enthusiastic about me, such as Chen Ping——

"I wish Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang have a son soon." He smiled brightly, like a wild fox.

The last one to send blessings was Taiwei Guanying.

He was the most outstanding general in the last battle of Weishui.

He has an extremely ordinary face, so ordinary that he will forget it when he turns around.

He seemed to know me too, raised his glass and said politely to me: "You seem to be fine."

I also raised my glass and said softly, "I'm fine, thank you General for your concern."

"I wish you and Mr. Zhang a happy life together." He glanced at Zhang Liang, with a faint smile on his face.

"Puff Magnetic—"

The smile on his face was forever frozen at that moment, and he fell straight backwards. A large amount of blood sprayed from his throat, splashing Zhang Liang and me.

"Boom—" The jade flute in my hand fell to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound.

"Ah, you—"

Zhang Liang's blood-stained face looked funny, his raised brows were full of joy, but his eyes were full of disappointment and pain.

Eyebrows and eyes are obviously so close, but at this time they are the same sky and the same ground.

Guan Ying's throat was pierced by my jade flute in an instant, and I didn't miss it at all.

I don't have any other weapons in my hand, so the jade flute left behind by Zhang Liangniang is the one I used to kill him.

Zhang Liang is extremely smart, he must have thought that this is a scene I acted in, and he also knows that I have never lost my memory.

It's just that it is impossible for him to think that I will kill people in front of his eyes. As for him in a place of injustice, it is impossible for him to think that the murder weapon I used was the only relic left to him by his mother.

"Come on, drag Ji Zhen down and behead me!" Liu Bang, who reacted angrily, pointed at me and shouted.

I didn't make any struggle, just caught it with nothing.

"His Majesty--"

Just as Zhang Liang wanted to speak, Liu Bang angrily dismissed it: "Zhang Liang, shut up! If anyone dares to intercede for Ji Zhen again, he will be buried with her."

...In fact, no one would intercede for me in the first place, except Zhang Liang.

The soldiers who were very angry because Guan Ying was killed wished to chop me up on the spot, but Han Xin, who stood by the window and remained silent for a long time, said, "Your Majesty, wait until after the wax festival to chop her up. opportunity."

Liu Bang thought for a while, waved his hand and said: "...Come here, put her in death row first."

When I was tied up and passed by Zhang Liang, I heard his extremely calm voice.

Cooler than ever.

"If you want to go to hell, you have to ask me if I agree."

I looked at the Weihe River in the distance, the wind was howling, and the turbid waves were emptying.

Weishui has been rolling continuously since ancient times, how many heroic souls and feelings have been buried in it?

"...All of this should have ended long ago."

×××

"Ji Zhen, if you want to get close to Guan Ying to avenge the dragon, it is impossible with your current ability and situation. Would you like me to help you?"

"you can help me?"

"It's actually not difficult, it just needs one thing."

"Ok?"

"Your life."

...Thank you, Chen Ping.

My wish has come true, but what have you got?