Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Xie Zhijun and Wei Ji returned to Chunhuating, and Wei Ji went to the study to get busy.

Xie Zhiyun didn't ask him what he was busy with, he just went back to the main room and began to grope around, busy with this for a while, and looked at that for a while, his heart was not at all quiet.

Mu Yun only saw her busy, and couldn't help but feel a little worried. After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth.

"Miss, sit down and rest for a while."

Mu Yun was very considerate, thought for a while and said: "Miss, if you light the sandalwood, you can sleep more deeply at night."

Hearing this, Xie Zhiyun suddenly became quiet.

She put down the things in her hand that she didn't know where to find out, went back to Luohan's bed and sat down.

Mu Yun took the incense box and put it on the table: "Miss, after lighting the incense, what tea do you want?"

Her voice was soft, like the evening wind blowing slowly in summer, blowing away the sweltering heat of the whole day.

Xie Zhiyun took a deep breath, took the incense seat and started burning incense.

When Wei Ji returned to the main room, he saw her staring at the curling cigarette.

Her eyes were dark, and there seemed to be only that wisp of smoke in her eyes, and nothing else could enter her eyes.

Wei Ji stood by the door, watched her stare blankly for a while, and then suddenly said, "Is this the sandalwood from Guiyin Temple?"

Xie Zhijun seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, and suddenly came back to his senses.

"Yes," she said, "the taste is very bland, and it's hard to buy."

Wei Ji smiled.

When he laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, like a deep blue lake, the water waves swayed round and round, swaying into everyone's heart.

"When I come back, I will accompany you to burn incense."

With a shake of Xie Zhiyun's hand, he put the fire folder back on the table.

She looked up at Wei Ji for a moment, then lowered her head and got up, and brought him the bits and pieces she had dug out just now.

"This is cooling oil, which repels mosquitoes. There are many mosquitoes in the mountains, so I don't know if it will work well. If you find it useful this time, prepare some more next time so that the soldiers can also use it."

Wei Ji nodded: "Okay."

Xie Zhiyun took another box of jerky and handed it to him: "This is specially made by the kitchen. It can be stored for more than a month. You can take it with you and chew a piece when you are hungry. It can nourish your stomach."

Wei Ji also said, "Okay."

Xie Zhijun turned around and gave him the socks he made: "I guess it's not easy to do laundry in the mountains, so I made a few more pairs and changed them, so it's more convenient."

Wei Ji took the socks and saw that they were all ordinary cotton with crooked stitches, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Miss Xie's family seldom does these women's jobs, and it is very rare to be able to make these pairs of socks for him.

No matter how crooked the stitches are, they are sincere.

Wei Ji raised his head, looked at Xie Zhijun's busy figure, and said to her, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Xie Zhiyun didn't move.

With her back facing Wei Ji, her back was straight, as if nothing could bend her back.

Wei Ji looked at her quietly, without urging or comforting her, just waiting for her to turn around by herself.

Xie Zhiyun seems weak, but sometimes Wei Ji feels that she is stronger than anyone else.

The sandalwood on the table curls up, as if waiting for the owner to look back.

At this moment, Xie Zhiyun turned his head and looked deeply at Wei Ji.

In her eyes, there is only determination to move forward.

Xie Zhiyun walked back to the table, put down the last thing in his hand, and said: "Before I had nothing to do, I also went through the art of war, and wrote some minor opinions in it."

Her voice was clear and steady, not flustered at all.

"I've never been on a battlefield, so I don't know how cruel it is, and I don't know how far people's hearts can go, so I'm just talking on paper," Xie Zhijun breathed out softly, "You have the right to make a joke. Check it out."

Wei Ji took the Art of War book, flipped through a few pages, and was shocked by the dense and beautiful fonts on it.

"Ma'am, how long have you been watching this?"

Xie Zhiyun recalled: "Five days."

She has read the whole Art of War book, and gave herself a complete commentary.

"The art of war is not the major of the Xie Clan Studies, and I have never studied it hard with my husband. I can only sharpen my guns in front of the battle. You can just watch and play."

Wei Ji raised the corners of his lips and smiled brightly.

"Madam is really a hero among women."

Xie Zhiyun glanced at him, but refuted his joke, just said: "I'm here for the family affairs, so you can rest assured."

Wei Ji was quite surprised by this sentence, but after thinking about it, it made sense.

It was what Xie Zhiyun would say.

Wei Ji stretched out his hand, motioning for her to put it in his palm.

Xie Zhiyun glanced down, and finally gave him her white and tender hand.

Wei Ji also said: "Since I got married, I haven't worried about it anymore."

"Nian Nian, thank you."

Xie Zhiyun suddenly turned his head away, and said after a while: "It's good that you know."

Wei Ji laughed softly.

The two sat quietly for a while, then Wei Ji said, "Go to bed early."

Knowing that he was going to get up early tomorrow, Xie Zhiyun nodded in agreement, and lay down on the bed with him after washing.

Layers of green gauze curtains fell down, making the canopy bed dark.

The two lay side by side, both of them opened their eyes and did not speak. For a moment, for a moment, Xie Zhiyun slowly closed his eyes in the solitude of sandalwood.

The lights in the main room were all extinguished, and the room was silent and dark, only the sound of breathing seemed to exist.

Xie Zhijun lay down with her eyes closed for a long time, but she still didn't feel sleepy. She couldn't help turning her head and opened her eyes to look around.

In the darkness, Wei Ji's bright eyes seemed to be shining.

He was looking at himself intently.

Xie Zhiyun seemed to hear her own heartbeat.

Bang bang, bang bang.

For the first time in his life, an impulse to act recklessly surged up from the bottom of his heart. Xie Zhiyun lifted the quilt, turned over neatly, and sat down on Wei Ji's body condescendingly.

Wei Ji turned his head and looked at her with a smile.

"Ma'am, but what's the matter?"

Xie Zhiyun put her hands on his shoulders and slowly bent down.

She stared closely at Wei Ji's eyes, not knowing why she was so impulsive, but she just couldn't restrain her heart.

There seemed to be a voice deep in my heart calling her, seducing her, coaxing her.

"Kiss, as long as you kiss, you can fall asleep tonight."

For the first time, Xie Zhijun blindly followed his inner voice.

She leaned down and pressed a light kiss on Wei Ji's lips.

The lips of both of them were very hot, as if they could spark a spark.

With just this one kiss, Xie Zhiyun felt at ease.

She straightened up and said to Wei Ji, "I couldn't sleep just now, but now I feel sleepy."

Wei Ji's hand slowly caressed her slender waist.

With a little effort, he wrapped her whole body in his arms.

The next sentence was what he told her by pressing it on her lips.

"But Nian Nian, my husband is not sleepy anymore."

He was also wronged: "Niannian must accompany me."