Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The thirty-sixth bowl of soup (three & four)
The woman on the bed gasped for a long, long breath, then suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed!
Seeing this, the man who had been watching this scene immediately rushed up and took her into his arms: "Song Wei! Song Wei, you're awake? God, you're finally awake! You're back!"
Qing Huan let the man hold her and moved her fingers before slowly pushing him away. The cold armor on the man made her delicate skin uncomfortable. She looked at the man and raised her chin slightly: "You brought me back to the world?"
"How could I let you leave me?" the man said emotionally, trying to hold Qing Huan's hand, but Qing Huan avoided him. He was stunned for a moment, although his face was ugly, he was not angry, but coaxed softly, "Song Wei, I know you still blame me, but I can't lose you, you are my wife!"
At this time, the strangely dressed monk next to the man opened his eyes from the state of meditation, got up and walked over to the man and said respectfully: "General, please step aside and let the poor monk see the physical condition of Madam. How."
The man heard this, and quickly got up and moved away. The monk held the Qinghuan Mai gate and smiled at the general after a while: "Congratulations to the general, the madam has returned to the sun!"
"Good!" The general was extremely happy. "A lot of rewards!"
Qing Huan looked at him coldly, his eyes were a bit strange, but the monk didn't pay attention, neither did the general.
The general ordered the lieutenant beside him to send the monk out, and immediately returned to Qinghuan's side, sat on the edge of the bed, and said in a deeply affectionate and loving tone: "Dear, Song Wei, don't move, you just returned Yang, the body has not fully recovered, and it needs to rest for a while.”
Qing Huan just looked at him and didn't speak.
The general thought she was still angry and didn't dare to hug her again, after all, he had gone too far. At this moment, his usual majestic face has a smile that resembles a pleasing smile. It can be seen that, as a superior all the year round, he has not shown such a guilty or even uneasy expression for a long time. It's always more to please him than he needs to please. "Don't do stupid things again, okay? Do you know how heartbroken I was when I found out that you committed suicide? How could you and I, a teenage husband and wife, break up like this?"
Qing Huan looked at him blankly: "Since I'm already dead, why did you bring me back?"
"I can't live without you! Do you know that my life is incomplete without you?!" The general roared in a low voice, wanting to grab Qing Huan's shoulder and shake it hard to see what was going on in her mind. Think about something. "Just because the princess angered you, you seek death? Have you ever thought about my feelings?! Do you know how much of a blow it was to me when I came back and found that you committed suicide?!"
"How could it be a blow?" Qing Huan looked at him lightly. "Although the wife of the scumbag won't leave the court, but the princess is a golden branch and jade leaves, can you make the princess dedicate herself to be a concubine? You think Princess Shang's mind is so firm, what can I say, have you forgotten the slap you slapped me on the face? ?"
Her eyes were so clear and frightening that when she mentioned the slap in the face, the general almost chopped off his own hand in regret. He said to Qing Huan, "I didn't do it on purpose, it was you who angered me, that's why I—"
"I didn't provoke you, but I spoke about your ambitions. Compared with the princess, I am of no use to you, and I am so stubborn and unwilling to understand you, it is inevitable that you will be angry. "One is Xiaojiabiyu and the other is golden branches and jade leaves. The former is your childhood sweetheart and young husband and wife, but the latter can bring you countless wealth and glory and satisfy your ambitions. If it's yours, which one would you choose?
Not to mention that the current sage is very merciful. If it is changed to the former emperor, it is possible for him to divorce his wife and marry again! But the emperor only asked him to start the princess as a flat wife, commensurate with the Song Wei sisters, this is a great good thing, why can't Song Wei understand him?
The general doesn't want to argue with Qing Huan, she has a strong temperament and has always dared to love and hate. He didn't want to make her angry again, if she wanted to die again, he would have no way to find her back! So the general just kissed Qing Huan's forehead and whispered: "Be sensible, okay? This is the marriage given by the emperor, I can't refuse, not to mention - which of the men in this world is not three wives and four concubines? I I promise you, even if the princess passes by, I won't let her endanger your status! Our eldest son must be born from your womb first."
Qing Huan glanced at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "The general's words are really high-sounding, should I be honored for this?"
"Song Wei..."
Qing Huan slowly touched her neck, where there was still a circle of bruises and purple marks left by hanging. She said to the general, "Bringing a dead man back to me is for me to watch you marry the princess, isn't it?"
From start to finish, he didn't realize how deeply this hurt Song Wei. The beautiful woman had passed away, and he felt guilt and pain, so he recruited an evil monk to perform magic to recall his wife's soul and attach it to the body again. But on the other hand, when he was lost and found, he still wanted to marry another woman, and he didn't care why Song Wei committed suicide.
If it is suicide.
"Don't talk like that, Song Wei. I've already paid for my fault. I admit that I had an unpleasant quarrel with you because of the princess's affair. I have to take responsibility for what is right, I must marry her!" The general said bitterly to Qing Huan. If it were his wife before he died, he would never explain so much to her, because she was the most virtuous, gentle and sensible, and he never needed him to worry.
But she is such a virtuous, gentle and sensible woman. After learning that he is going to marry a flat wife, she is incredible. "I know, Song Wei, when I was young, I promised you that I would have only one wife in my life. But now is different, I am no longer the Maotou who can kneel outside your house for three days and three nights just to marry you. Boy, now I am a powerful general, and many things have been out of my control! The emperor is quite jealous of me, so he insists on marrying the princess to me. If I don't marry the princess, then I will be right He's pregnant!"
Qing Huan looked at the man, watched him explain seriously, then smiled.
"Stop kidding yourself."
The general looks surprised.
"In fact, it's best if I die, so you don't have to worry about who the princess and I are, and you don't have to deal with my ridiculous and boring little emotions - admit it, General, you I'm tired of it long ago. It's just that the love between husband and wife for so many years has made you unable to adapt to life without me. Summoning an evil monk, without spending money, without losing meat, and calling back your hard-working wife, what What about having fun and not doing it?"
"The princess is young and beautiful, twenty-eight years old, she is a stunning beauty with cardamom tips, but I'm old, I'm twenty-seven years old, the general, like most men, wants to have a taste. It tastes good, but it's very beautiful." Qing Huan blinked.
The general looked at her like a ghost, and Qing Huan smiled at him again.
Song Wei was very beautiful, otherwise the general would not have knelt at her door for three days and three nights just to ask for marriage. But no matter how beautiful a woman's face is, her face will fade away. The twenty-seven-year-old Song Wei is still extremely beautiful, but if you compare it with the youthful vitality of a sixteen-year-old girl, the difference is obvious. She is beautiful and gentle, but the princess is a flame, dazzling and charming.
It's impossible not to be moved by a general, but anyone with big ambitions doesn't know how to write the word "special affection".
If you want a country, you can't just love one person. If you love only one person, you have to give up the country in your hand. Maybe many years ago, the young boy was sincere when he made a wish to love only one girl in his life, but after so much, he has already changed.
"Don't talk nonsense! Song Wei, what's wrong with you? You never said such things before!" Obviously, the general couldn't accept the wife who was covered in thorns. In his mind, the wife is still yang, and they will hug, maybe cry, but after that everything will be back to normal.
Of course he only loves her, he just can't refuse the princess.
"When did the general say that he and the princess have skin-to-skin relationship?" Qing Huan asked. "These days, the generals have been talking about going to the barracks for training, but it turns out that he was trying to steal his sweetheart."
Her tone was full of sarcasm, and the general subconsciously retorted: "No! I didn't go to see her!"
"Oh, then I did see her." Qing Huan nodded. "The general doesn't need to explain. I wish the general and the princess a good relationship for a hundred years and have a precious son early."
Her voice was unbelievably calm. No matter how good-tempered General Ren was, he couldn't stand her yin and yang words, and he was so angry that he would leave with a flick of his hand. As a result, he accidentally bumped into the screen after walking two steps. He bared his teeth in pain, but he didn't want to show weakness in front of Qing Huan, so he turned back angrily and said to Qing Huan, "You are my wife, this will never change. Song Wei, you should grow up, you can't live in the past forever."
His anger was too obvious, Qing Huan stopped him: "General."
The general stopped and looked back at her, but Qing Huan didn't look at him or even turned his head, just asked him, "If I say it's not suicide, will the general believe me?"
Hearing this, the general sneered twice, clearly still remembering the rude words that Qing Huan had said before: "Song Wei, don't take me for a fool and fool me. I know exactly what you are thinking, don't let me down on you. "
So you see, even if she died once, he still didn't believe her.
Remembering the oath of the past is childish and ignorant in the eyes of the general. Qing Huan waved his hand and lay down on the bed, rubbed his neck, and the traces of bruises disappeared.
Neither the general nor the evil monk, they should have never thought that the ghost they dragged back was not the female ghost they thought Song Wei, but her.
While still the same face and body, the soul is completely different.
Song Wei loves General too deeply, he has worked hard for him, made suggestions for him, and paid everything for him. But in the end, her beloved still can't just watch over her.
The body is still beautiful and the face is still moving, but the general can no longer make her heart beat faster and love her like the impulsive and affectionate teenager.
It was probably Qing Huan who angered the general. From the day he walked away, until the princess entered the door, he did not step into Qing Huan's courtyard again. Qing Huan was not in a hurry, but the maid beside her was so anxious that she saw Tiandi going out to inquire about news.
On the wedding day, the servants in the whole yard didn't dare to say anything. The reason why the madam died three days ago and came back to life is the news that the general has repeatedly ordered not to leak, and only a few maids who are close to Qing Huan know that the general's wife is sick in bed.
Since I'm sick in bed, I don't need to show up. Qing Huan thought to herself that the princess probably didn't want her to appear.
Early the next morning, the princess came to serve tea. Although he passed the door as a flat wife, he had to do some face-saving work, so naturally he had to offer tea to Song Wei, the "sister". She was dressed in bright red Luoshang, with a slender and graceful figure, like a weak Liu Fufeng, and her watery eyes were pitiful, so it was no wonder that the general was so tender towards her.
Maybe it was because of being tossed by the general last night, and the princess was a little awkward when she walked. She took the maid's tea, held it in both hands, and before handing it to Qing Huan, said sincerely and softly, "Sister, since I have entered the gate of the general's residence, I will no longer be golden branches and jade leaves in the future, whether it is the emperor's brother or the mother's queen. Well, they don't care about our family anymore, I just want to serve the general well with my sister, save the general's worries, and invite my sister to drink tea."
Qing Huanwen listened to her high-sounding words unmoved. First, she moved out of the emperor, and then moved out of the queen mother. The backers became bigger and bigger. What was it if it wasn't a demonstration? I'm afraid this cup of tea is not so easy to drink. Qing Huan knew that the princess was acting as a demon, and with a flick from the air, the princess exclaimed, and the scalding tea poured all over her sleeves instantly.
This cup of tea was meant to be spilled, but what the princess planned was to make a false impression when Qing Huan reached out to pick it up, so that the general mistakenly thought that Qing Huan was deliberately refusing to take the tea and scalding her. But now everyone sees it clearly, Qing Huan didn't touch her at all, and the tea was spilled on her hand, which really lost her wife and lost her army.
Compared to the maid, the general's reaction was much more muted. Maybe it was because he was born in a poor family, and after he developed, he paid the most attention to the rules. Seeing that the princess could not even respect a cup of tea, he felt a little disgusted, but last night was really comfortable, and when he thought of the princess' delicate body, he felt a little more affectionate. : "Be careful."
The princess heard his words, her cheeks flushed, and she gave him a coquettish glance: "It's all the general's fault! Otherwise, I wouldn't have shaken my hands... Ah!" She covered her mouth suddenly, regretting herself very much. She is outspoken, and looks very cute and cute.
So instead of getting angry, the general laughed out loud!
The second cup of tea was much more normal. Qing Huan took it and took a sip without saying a word. The princess widened her beautiful eyes and asked Qinghuan, "Is there anything you want to tell me, sister? I'm new here, and I don't know anything, and I don't know anything. I have to teach me some things."
The general said: "Song Wei is the most generous and fair person, you don't have to worry about it."
The princess gave him a coy smile. The general was very useful, so he looked at Qinghuan again, thinking that he took the initiative to speak to her, even if he didn't get thanks, he should have a look, who knew that Qinghuan didn't look at him from beginning to end!
Qing Huan stretched out his hand to lift the velvet cloth on the push tray in the handmaid's hand, and took out a glazed bracelet. The glazed glaze was very delicate and seemed to be transparent, but if you looked closely, you could see the small fish swimming inside the bracelet! Although carved in jade, it is lifelike. She took the princess's hand and put it on for the princess, with an indifferent face: "I wish the princess and the general to grow old together forever and have many children and grandchildren."
The princess smiled shyly: "Cheng sister Ji Yan, I will try my best to serve the general."
Too lazy to talk nonsense with her, Qing Huan stood up and faced the general Fu Liaofu: "My concubine is not feeling well, so I won't be here to talk to the general and the princess."
The general looked at her back, wanted to stop but didn't, and his face suddenly became complicated. Seeing this, the princess hurried to him to be nice and flattering, and quickly coaxed the general to stretch his brows and eyes.
Because of the status of the princess, the general rested in the princess' yard for the first three nights. I only went to Qinghuan's place on the evening of the fourth day, and I couldn't make people feel that he favored one over the other and didn't care enough about his original partner. Although the world knows the love of the general and the husband and wife, and the harmony of the piano, but now the princess is still the same as before.
In the princess' yard, after learning that the general went to Qing Huan's place, the princess swept everything on the table to the ground angrily, making a crackling sound. The maids and maids on the side were all afraid to take a breath and stood tremblingly. After a long while, the princess felt displeased, and ordered a maid to kneel down, then pulled out her whip and whipped her head to the face.
The general came excitedly to Qing Huan's yard, but heard the maid say that his wife was taking a bath. The next move in his heart didn't make anyone wake up, he lightly entered the room, turned to the inner room, and through a screen, he could see the slender and beautiful lines of the woman in the tub, the general felt a little hot, and said , they have been in a cold war since the emperor gave her marriage, and they haven't touched her for three months so far.
It is a young couple after all. Twelve years of mutual affection cannot be wiped out in an instant. The general is immersed in the joy of being lost and found. The current life is very perfect for him. His wife is virtuous and generous, and the princess is also beautiful and warm. One is dignified, the other is charming, the other is gentle, and the other is charming. Isn't it the two types that men like most? One solves all the trivial matters in the back house for him, so that he has no worries, and the other acts like a fool when he is upset, which makes him feel good, and the general feels that his life is worth it!
But Qing Huan in the tub had already heard his footsteps. She didn't care that he couldn't see it at all, she just grabbed the clothes and put it on her body, and said coldly when tying the belt: "I don't know when the general became so sneaky."
The general turned around the screen and hugged Qinghuan's waist directly from behind, rubbing his fingers lightly, "Song Wei, I haven't hugged you for a long time, you..."
"I'm a dead person." Qing Huan tilted his head, letting his kiss fail. "The general wants to touch a dead person? It turns out that the general still has this hobby."
As soon as she mentioned this, the general's face changed instantly. He still hugged her, but the gentle teasing on his face disappeared in an instant: "Song Wei, won't you give up unless you have a fight with me?"
"Why is the general here?" Qing Huan asked without answering, and took his hands away from his waist, first breaking off his fingers one by one, then leaving his arms, cold and alienated: "The princess just If the general didn't take care of the golden branches and jade leaves for three days, then the emperor will blame it, then it will be all my fault."
"How could it be your fault?" The general wanted to be angry, but after the bath, Qinghuan's blue silk was slightly moist, and her face was like a peach blossom. Compared with the delicate and young princess, she had a different charm. Just like for men, loli and mature | women are the best.
Then the anger he had just raised disappeared immediately, he smiled at Qing Huan, and stretched out his hands: "Okay, don't get angry with me anymore, come over and let me hug."
Qing Huan thought, who is angry with you? Although she also has desire, but not everyone touches. Like a general, his appearance, temperament and personality are not enough, and he can't even try.
"The general is joking, let's go to the princess' yard. I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you tonight."
"Why?" Repeatedly rejected, the general lowered his face slightly. "Song Wei, do you have to make me angry?"
"Hasn't the general been angry all the time?" Qing Huan approached him and raised her face slightly. "If the general still thinks it's not enough, you can give me another slap. Anyway, it's not like the general has done this." Under the watchful eyes of the public, just because the princess said that she accidentally pushed her into the pond, she explained a little bit. In this way, he slapped him indiscriminately - any man who beats his wife doesn't deserve to be loved.
Hearing this, the general instantly became depressed: "You are still blaming me."
"Don't dare, the general is overthinking it." Qing Huan walked to the dressing table and sat down, combing the black and blue silk slowly. "It's just that the general doesn't have to bring me back, but he insists that I live. To live is to live, but how to live is my freedom. The first half of my life has paid enough for the general, and the rest of my life belongs to me. "
The general was a little sad when he heard this, and his eyes clearly showed his emotions. Qing Huan saw it in the bronze mirror but pretended not to see it, the smile on the corner of her mouth was inconceivable. "It's getting late at night, the general should leave soon, I'm going to settle it."
"I won't hold you, but I'm staying with you tonight."
Qing Huan put down the comb, turned back and smiled at him: "Okay, just don't want to go to my bed."
The general frowned, and Qing Huan pointed to the beautiful couch by the window: "According to the concubine's body, it is very suitable for you, general."
In the end, even if he didn't want to, the general still nestled in the beauty's couch. He folded his arms and covered his body with a blanket brought by the maid, staring at the figure of Qing Huan walking back and forth, never taking his eyes away.