廵 Zuo Niangzi: The little lucky wife of the God of War family is crazy

Chapter 116 The So-Called Gentle Township, Hero Tomb (Part [-])
Seventeen's back stiffened slightly.

Inhuman thing?What is that?

If he can't understand it humanely, he will know it!

But Shiqi has been with Fu Shijin for a while, knowing that his future mistress sometimes speaks strangely, so he quickly pulled back some of his distorted thoughts, and responded, in the blink of an eye of Fu Shijin and the others After a while, he disappeared again.

Jinyin and Baozhu opened their mouths like country bumpkins.

This is Han Dalang's person?

It's too powerful!
That night, Fu Shijin finished his dinner and was sitting behind the workbench, concentrating on making wood carvings.

Suddenly, someone tapped lightly on the window.

Fu Shijin paused the movements of his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly, and when Jinyin wanted to come up to help her open the window, he waved his hand lightly, walked over by himself, and opened the window.

Immediately, Han Lin, who obviously still had a dusty atmosphere from outside, came into her eyes. When the man's originally calm and indifferent eyes saw the woman in front of him, they quietly glowed with stars, and his thin lips slightly twitched. Yang said, "Have you had dinner yet?"

As if he didn't expect Han Lin to ask such a question, Fu Shijin looked like you were talking nonsense.

What time is this?Ordinary people have already finished their dinner, okay?

A certain man was completely unaffected by Fu Shijin's eyes, and said with a righteous face: "I haven't had dinner yet, I wonder if Mrs. Fu is willing to let me into your room and have something to eat?"

Fu Shijin: "..."

Wow, this man was waiting here!
She gave him a funny look, stood up straight and looked in the direction of the gate, and said, "Come in, Han Dalang is a majestic general of Huaihua, so he won't be able to enter the little lady's room through the window?"

If this word gets out, I'm afraid he will be laughed at by the soldiers under him for a whole year.

The woman in front of her agreed so readily, Han Lin seemed a little surprised, the corners of her mouth raised a little more, and said, "If it's Mrs. Fu's window that I opened, I'd love it."

That is to say, but Han Lin is a well-educated child of aristocratic family after all, so it is still not easy to do such a thing as opening a window.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come in after asking her at the window.

When Han Lin came in at the gate, Fu Shijin called Baozhu and said, "Go to the back kitchen and ask the back kitchen to bring some food. Just say that I'm not full for dinner today, and I want to order more."

Baozhu immediately responded, she is familiar with extra meals!Then he went to the kitchen with a smile on his face.

This was Han Lin's first time entering a woman's boudoir.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the room, his footsteps paused unconsciously.

Fu Shijin's room was not too big, but it was very clean and delicate.

In the main hall facing the gate, there is a long couch that can accommodate two people. On the long couch is a water-green embroidered pomegranate cushion, and a small table is placed on it. This is where Fu Shijin usually eats. .

On both sides of the long couch, there is a seat for guests to sit on when they come, with the same water-green embroidered pomegranate flower cushions, and a cabinet on one side with some miscellaneous books and some vases. Wooden gadgets and other things that I made when I was bored.

On the right is a study room, the main hall and the study room are connected, separated only by two hollow cabinets.

In the study room, apart from a desk, there is also a workbench where Fu Shijin usually makes wood carvings. On it is a half-finished wood carving. Next to the workbench, there are countless carving tools.

On the left side, it is obviously the woman's boudoir, separated by a wall, at the arched door entering the boudoir, there is a smoky pink translucent gauze curtain, through the gauze curtain, one can vaguely see the scene inside.

Han Lin's heart was slightly hot, and he withdrew his eyes from looking at the woman's boudoir unnaturally, and walked to the long couch facing the door.

I don't know what kind of incense Fu Shijin smoked in the room, but the smell is fresh and elegant. It smells like it can make people forget the fatigue after a day, and calm down the body and mind unconsciously.

Fu Shijin sat on the side of the long couch, and after Han Lin also sat down, Jinyin just brewed hot tea and brought it over.

Fu Shijin personally poured a cup of hot tea for Han Lin, put it in front of him, and said, "I don't have any good tea here. This is scented tea made from fresh flower petals picked by Jinyin in the yard. I think it's quite delicious. But I don’t know if I can get into Han Dalang’s eyes.”

Han Lin picked up the cup and took a sip. Immediately, he felt a strong fragrance of flowers permeated his nostrils.

He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the woman opposite, and saw that she was resting her chin on her hands, looking at him with a smile, her heart suddenly seemed to be soaked in hot spring water, revealing a feeling that he had never tried in his previous life. Too warm.

He moved slightly between his fingers, and almost couldn't control it, he reached out to hold the woman's hand.

No wonder since ancient times, it has been said that it is a gentle township and a tomb of heroes.

Han Lin didn't really understand the meaning of this sentence until today.

Where did they come to take their lives? They were clearly here to take their souls.

He put down the teacup, rubbed his thumb lightly on the smooth wall of the cup, and said in a low voice, "This tea is excellent."

Even better than the tea he drank in the palace.

Fu Shijin looked at him with a disbelieving expression on his face, but he didn't dwell on this question, and said, "By the way, Zhao Shaoqing, did you find anything?"

He said this morning that he would ask the people around the three women who had the accident, if they had any contact with a person named Luo San.

It's been a long time, so it's time to ask something.

Speaking of this matter, Han Lincai's expression that had not been relaxed for a long time immediately became serious again, and he shook his head and said, "I sent people to Dali Temple just before I returned to the mansion. They seem to have found nothing. Then People around the three wives said that they have never seen their wives in contact with a person named Luo San."

Didn't find anything?

Fu Shijin frowned slightly.

This shouldn't be!
The few of them must have had something to do with this Luo San.

It is impossible for the people who serve them personally to be unaware of this.

They said they didn't know, probably like Han Erniang, who knew but didn't want to say.

Or, I didn't remember it for a while.

Fu Shijin pondered for a moment with downcast eyes, and decided to get straight to the point, "I called you here because I found out that Han Erniang may be related to this case."

Han Lin was startled, his back straightened suddenly, and his brows were deeply furrowed.

A pair of dark eyes, more frightening than the sky before the storm.

Fu Shijin thought that if he had such a younger sister, he would be worse than Han Lin, shook his head secretly, and told about meeting Erniang Han today.

Immediately, she looked at the man's completely gloomy face, and said: "Although it is not an easy task to dig out what happened back then from Han Erniang, but if I want to do it, there is no way I can do it.

It's just that no matter what she says, she is also your sister.

I think I should tell you first. "

The muscles of Han Lin's whole body tensed slightly, and after a while, he exhaled secretly, and said coldly, "I see..."

After a pause, he looked at Fu Shijin, his cold eyes instantly softened a little, "Jin'er, thank you."

(End of this chapter)