Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Wei Ji's hair is fine, thick and black, and hangs long behind his head, like an endless waterfall.

Xie Zhiyun's hands were very light. After wetting Wei Ji's hair, she took the soap and came over to wash his hair. Under her massage, Wei Ji felt a little drowsy.

"Ma'am, this method is really powerful. You have pushed away the fatigue of the past few days."

Xie Zhiyun smiled and said: "Ah Xing always had nightmares when he was young, and he couldn't sleep well at night. I learned this technique from the old doctor. He recovered from his illness after a short time. Now that I think about it, I can barely recall the general technique. .”

"Young master, do you feel sleepy?"

"Very comfortable."

Wei Ji's voice was muffled, tinged with drowsiness and hoarseness. In this misty conservatory, it was actually a bit lingering and ambiguous.

Xie Zhiyun felt a little hot on her face, and a little itchy in her heart, as if there were ants crawling back and forth on the tip of her heart, disturbing her sanity.

"As long as you feel comfortable."

Wei Ji was quiet for a while, and waited until she began to rinse her hair with warm water before saying, "Madam is so kind, marrying a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for."

Xie Zhiyun pursed her lips and smiled: "Is this what the young man is thinking?"

"Of course it's from the heart," Wei Ji stretched out his hand and lightly squeezed her wrist, "Before I got married, I thought how could I drag innocent women down in Wei's situation, so at that time I was disagree."

Xie Zhiyun didn't know that there was still this part, she gently helped Wei Ji wash the foam off his hair, and listened quietly to him.

In such an environment, it is easy for people to open up and speak their minds.

"But Dad said, I didn't let you marry to let you leave children. Our Wei family is not so selfish," Wei Ji said with a smile in his voice. If I die, I won't die so easily, besides, unlike in the past, the city of Yezhou is safer than other places."

Xie Zhiyun said, "And then?"

Wei Ji said: "Then Dad said, once you marry a daughter-in-law, you will be even more damn afraid to die. You can live longer than anyone else."

"I chose a good wife for you."

Xie Zhiyun couldn't help laughing when she heard the self-proclaimed father-in-law.

"Really, father appreciates me so much?"

Wei Ji didn't look back, but he could still picture her smiling and charming in his mind.

"Yes, Father likes you very much," Wei Ji said, "At that time, he said that in the entire eight states, you are the only one who can be the eldest daughter-in-law of the Wei family."

Cui Ji also said this before, and now I have a deeper understanding after listening to Xie Zhiyun.

At first, she was worried that she was not doing well enough to take on this responsibility, but now, after going through so many things, she felt that she was indeed qualified to be the eldest daughter-in-law of the Wei family.

Xie Zhiyun said: "Father is right, I can indeed."

Wei Ji raised the corners of his lips, and he moved his hands to push the warm bath water, feeling the resistance in the water.

"Yeah, I don't need to marry you home, I know you can do it just by seeing you."

These words were obviously very common, but the husband and wife didn't know what was wrong, so they laughed like that.

After laughing enough, Wei Ji said: "I'm very lucky now."

Following the gossip between the two, Xie Zhijun had already washed his long hair. She wrung out the water from the end of his hair vigorously, and dried his long hair with a thick and soft towel.

"Happy for what?"

"Thank you for your father's wisdom and martial arts, and thank you for your father-in-law's magnanimity, so you can marry me as my wife."

"Nian Nian, is this a marriage bestowed by God?"

Xie Zhiyun's hand stopped.

She only felt a warm current hit her eyes, almost rushing out.

Her heart was warm, as if she was lying on a cloud under the bright sun, warm, soft, and extremely comfortable.

This was the first time Wei Ji called her by her nickname, it was obviously such a simple name, but those two words passed between his lips and tongue, and suddenly became tender and lingering.

This nickname was given to her by her mother.

When she was a child, she didn't understand, so she asked her mother why she was called this name, and her mother hugged her, smiling and holding her in her arms.

"The name is there to tell you that no matter where you go, wherever you are, you are missed."

"Your father and I will always think of you."

Now, the mother has passed away, and the father seems to have changed. It seems that the only ones who will always miss her are Jia Momo and Fu Yaoyue.

Xie Zhiyun's heart softened.

She didn't expect that Wei Ji knew her nickname.

The confiding at this moment brought the hearts of the two closer. From the bottom of his heart, Xie Zhiyun agreed with Wei Ji's words very much.

"Yeah, we are a god-given marriage." Xie Zhiyun repeated.

She finally understood that what Fu Yaoyue said was correct. From the beginning to the end, what she was afraid of was not Wei Ji, but she was only afraid that someone would be hurt, killed, and die tragically in front of her eyes.

She was always afraid of murderers with malicious intent.

She is not afraid of Wei Ji.

Thinking of this, the big stone in Xie Zhijun's heart finally fell to the ground, she felt her whole body was relaxed, and she no longer pondered over the little things in those memories.

The two of them felt a little embarrassed for a moment after they finished speaking such lingering words. Even Wei Ji didn't know what to say, and the conservatory was extremely quiet.

Only the quiet sound of running water and the sound of Xie Zhijun wiping his hair alternately sounded, but it was so soft.

After being quiet for a while, Wei Ji said, "Did you go out to play today?"

Xie Zhiyun briefly said that he and Fu Yaoyue went to Mufangyuan to play, what they saw and what they played, and finally thought about it, and said: "I also told Yaoyue that I met you before."

Wei Ji was a little surprised: "When? When we got engaged?"

Xie Zhijun shook his head, then remembered that he couldn't see himself, and then said: "No, about three years ago, I saw you once, but you don't remember."

Xie Zhiyun recounted what happened back then, and then said: "At that time, Zhao Yu and I were terrified. We hid in the carriage and dared not come out. We only glanced at you through the gap in the car window."

"So, you saved my life."

Xie Zhiyun said so, and he laughed too.

Today I talked about the incident twice in a row, but my mood was completely different. At this moment, Xie Zhiyun only regarded it as an old story.

It can be regarded as a chance encounter between two people.

Wei Ji listened quietly for a while, and then said: "I don't remember, this kind of thing happened from time to time in a year, it happened too much, I don't remember the details anymore."

His voice was low but reassuring.

"But I'm not saving your life. The soldiers made mistakes and let the gangsters go, so that your lives are in danger," Wei Ji said, "I'm making up for my mistakes and saving my own mistakes."

"You are not angry with me, I have to thank you."