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Chapter 856 Avoiding Children
Ning Weishuang hadn't seen Jin Yanchen for several days, Yao Yi wanted "Grandpa", she was so noisy that she couldn't do anything, so she brought the child to Shiwuling.

While telling the story, he waited for the person on the other side of the mountain.

I heard from the sisters who came from the mountains before that the life of ordinary peasant couples is probably like this.

In fact, she really likes Xiao Yi'er's ignorant quarrels from time to time.

People around said that she was caring and treated Yao Yi like her own son.After a long time, it is natural to be close, but it was not like this at the beginning.

From the very beginning, she knew that she couldn't afford to offend this child, and would deliberately please him; later, she discovered the benefits he could bring to her; it was only in the past two years that she fell in love.

Many women were sent to Jin Yanchen's side as gifts, and there were not none who were more beautiful and talented than her, and she was the only one who stayed.

Just stayed.

Jin Yanchen was still on guard against her.

As time went on, she became tired and gradually became less concerned about the task, and she didn't listen to Ning Yunfeng's threats very well, and the letter sent back to Jiankang was perfunctory if she could.

For example, Jin Yanchen didn't allow her to cross this mountain, she should have tried every means to find out the secret; now, she really has no intention of peeking at it.

The days are long in summer, and after the sun sets to the west, there is still a long dusk.

It was half a round after the sunset on the mountain before Jin Yanchen appeared on the mountain road.

A long shadow trailed beside him.

Xiaoyi'er shouted for joy, and ran to meet him.

Ning Weishuang remembered Jin Yanchen's warning to her, so she didn't cross that line, and watched with a smile as the man with a smile on his tired face easily lifted the chubby little boy with one arm, and strode down the mountain road full of sunset. come up.

The body is covered with red light, tall and handsome.

Like coming from the sunset.

Recently, she could clearly see the sweat stains on his neck.Clutching the brocade handkerchief in his sleeve, he took a step forward and stopped again.

——She should recognize her identity.

This is not the pastoral hideaway mentioned in the book, she is not his wife, and he is not the husband who came back with a hoe stepping on the setting sun.

"I've been very well-behaved these days, sleeping well, and willing to eat."

What she could say, Jin Yanchen was willing to listen to, was the only thing she could say.

"After learning a character, I can write the word 'stone'."

"...Even if I don't see you all day, and you will be noisy at night, children don't understand many things—"

She didn't say anything later, Jin Yanchen took it, "I see."

Jin Yanchen didn't leave that night.

After Chuanxin carried the sleeping little Yi'er into the room, she walked over and hugged Jin Yanchen's waist from behind.

Before going out, she smoked incense on her little clothes, and just after eating, she sweated a little, and the faint fragrance of flowers and plants overflowed.

Maybe it's because the lights and shadows are too chaotic, maybe it's because the gnats at the base of the wall are too lonely, maybe it's because this hug is too gentle.

……

The coquettish voice in the tent rests at five o'clock, and the toad still shines halfway through the window.

Ning Weishuang opened her eyes and saw the bright white sky shining through the gauze tent, and she didn't know when it was.

His whole body was sore and limp as if he had been run over by a wheel, and his waist was about to break.

Knowing that Xiaoyi'er might look for her in a while, she still didn't want to move.

Jin Yanchen was very wrong.

He never felt sorry for her, and sometimes he tossed so hard that she wouldn't be able to get out of bed the next day.

But less.

Not as good as last night.

The jade body is wrapped in thin silk, and when you look down, you can see the red marks on the preserved snow, and the skin on the waist and legs is even more untouchable, all of which are bruises left by the pinch.

She recalled those obsidian-like eyes shining in the dark night last night when they were entangled in bed, like a beast.

A wounded beast.

Luoyang... Maybe there is another news coming.

Ning Weishuang sat up with her sore body, and fell back due to exhaustion.

As soon as there was a movement, people outside heard it.

Tan Qianqiu routinely brought a large bowl of soup and medicine into the door, and watched her drink it all before leaving.

Ning Weishuang suddenly felt bitter in her heart, thinking that he was in such a bad mood that he might forget about such trivial matters.

However, it does not.

It never occurred to him to have a child of his own.

Maybe, she just doesn't want her child.

***
July day in the south of the Yangtze River.

Countless emerald smoke grows blue dragonflies, and sometimes white birds bathe in red lotuses.

"Thank you, General."

Mu Dianke walked with his bridle on the emerald lake shore where the lotus leaves touched the sky, stopped at the end, and cupped his hands towards Fang Xian who came to see him off.

Fang Xian still looked unhappy - as long as Mu Dianke was talking, it was rare for him to be happy, "I can't hear any heartfelt thanks, so let's stop talking."

"It's really awkward!"

Mu Dianke pursed his lips and said, "Don't you know that Buddhas are seen with Buddha's eyes. What a person sees and hears is all manifested in his heart. It can be seen that you are not sincere in your treatment of others."

"Heh—" Fang Xian sneered.

He has gained self-knowledge after a long battle, knowing that he can't argue with Mu Dianke, so he ignores her.
"You said yes?"

He thought he would be confronted with another sarcasm from her, but Mu Dian just smiled and stopped talking.

It seemed like letting him go.

Fang Xian was even more unhappy.

"Anyway, I'm grateful for your willingness to help."

Mu Dianke held the saddle and bridle in his hand, and lightly borrowed his strength, the swallow slanted as if turning over on a horse, and clasped its fists in a quack salute towards Fang Xian.

"The mountains are high and the rivers are long, there will be a period later. General, don't pass!"

With a flick of the reins, the horse's hooves sounded loudly, stepping on the chaotic cicadas neighing on the green poplars and willows around the bank, and galloped away briskly.

Mu Zijin waited at the end of the loess road, and when he saw Mu Dianke coming, he turned his horse's head, one in blue and one in white, and two conspicuous shirts were blowing in the wind, chasing the clouds and chasing the sun.

The rivers and lakes are vast, and the pommel horse is wanton.

Such a sentence popped out of Fang Xian's heart, filled with envy.

Strange to say, when it meets Mu Dianke, nine out of ten times it will hold its breath, but it is still willing to talk to her.

About Mu Dian can speak harshly but always makes sense.

As the great general of the dynasty and under the protection of Fang Rong, no one dared to insult him like this in person.

"Send it away?" Rong Yi just finished feeding the fish, took the food bowl and walked back, his smile was neither thick nor light, and he still looked like the usual breeze in the forest.

Even if Fang Xian knew him when he was young, he couldn't tell whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood at the moment.

"Let's go! Let me pass on my thanks to you."

Speaking of this, Fang Xian became angry again.

Mu Dianke was innocent and was still being educated, but Rong Yi was the prime minister at the left.How could it turn out that she seemed to be superior, she didn't even express her thanks in person, but only asked him to convey it verbally.

Are you taking yourself too seriously?

Although she looks a bit like Sister Qingwu, and because of the recent incidents of Ning Henian and Xiaochang Houfu's successive assassinations made Ah Yi a little sad, but she is so guarded and refusing to see each other, Who do you think A Yi is?
"What a villain's heart!" He said angrily, and then added, "I don't know how to be grateful!"

Rong Yi smiled, and didn't take it seriously, "I didn't intend to pursue Ning Henian, it's just a matter of favor. No thanks from her."

"Why?" Fang Xian was confused.

It's one thing for Rong Yi to be willing to raise his hand and let go of Ning Henian's life, but it's too strange to say that he didn't bother to pursue it from the beginning.

Ning Henian was instigated by the Su family to assassinate A Yi in prison. Although it was for the sake of Qingwu's sister back then, the circumstances were justifiable, but the intentions were sinister.

That is "lilac after the rain", dense as locust nails, and highly poisonous.

If it weren't for Ah Yi's keen mind and early insight, he would have turned into a rotting corpse long ago.

He couldn't care less.

"About..." Rong Yi looked at the sycamore trees with fallen leaves in the courtyard, paused for a while, and sighed, "...It's because there are fewer and fewer old friends."

After all, Ah Xian is a teenager at heart.

Mu Dian would not have asked such a question. She wrote in the letter that Tuo Fangxian handed over to herself:
She went to Chang'an this time, and saw the old scenes and people she had been away for many years, and she felt a lot of emotion.

The aunt who used to sell fish meal has become a grandma who is still selling fish meal.

Lying beside the stall was a dog with a scar on its neck, the same one from before.

It's just that the strong, mangy dog ​​has turned into an old and sick dog, and he can still recognize her when he sees her, and he will wag his tail at her.

When she was a child, she asked the dog to chase him, and she only thought it was fierce, but now that she saw it, she felt very kind.

Thinking back to the old days, all the cousins ​​of the Jin family loved to eat fish meal, and they often came to buy it together.During the waiting time, everyone was chatting and laughing around the stall, while the dog squatted aside, salivating and watching her nibbling on the meat pie.

She will never see her cousins ​​and cousins ​​again, but she will still feel very warm when she sees the grandmother who sells fish meal and the mangy dog.There is an illusion as if they are still alive.

Life is bitter and lonely, old people are always leaving, and new people can't come in.

If there are any people and things that can bring a little nostalgia and comfort to the lonely reverse traveler, no matter good or bad, don't they all have their meaning of existence?

He just laughed.

It's really scary to think that a girl with such a scheming heart will one day learn to be smooth-talking.

(End of this chapter)