I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 329: Perfume, Bed and the World (Part )
The dirty business of women fighting within the inner chambers was common among the noble families.

Chen Wenjun has always treated it as a joke since he was a child.

Because she is the legitimate daughter, her mother is naturally the legal wife.

Is the arbitrator.

From a high vantage point of view, the fighting between these concubines is indeed quite funny.

But this thing called luck is really too mysterious.

Chen Wenjun never thought that she, who should have been on the same page as her mother, would one day become the person she once laughed at.

It was not until this moment that she understood that sometimes the so-called fight would not happen just because you don't want it to happen.

Because you can't guarantee that the other person will be as rational and sober as you.

It's not just these women who live in large mansions.

Isn't it the same for men in this world?

The world outside seems vast and boundless, but in fact, in the eyes of those men, it is not much different from the deep mansions and spacious courtyards in the eyes of women.

From the common people in the underworld to the noble families and even the officials in the government.

Another example is the grassland tribe who have been in blood feud with the Youzhou people for countless years.

One side cannot tolerate it, and the other side has no choice but to do so.

In the end, they fought each other.

Blood splattered every five steps and the body was dead on the spot.

There was blood everywhere and corpses were everywhere.

The fight between the Chen family of Zhuo County and the Zheng family of Yuyang some time ago was probably the same.

Although Chen Wenjun did not know the specific cause and process, the result was clear and obvious.

The final outcome was that the entire aristocratic family of Yuyang Zheng was wiped out, and the other force headed by the Chen family of Zhuo County won, but was also severely damaged.

Perhaps in that person's eyes, it was just like how his mother looked at the inner house struggle.

While joking and mocking, they inevitably add fuel to the flames, or even take the initiative to do so...

At this moment, Chen Wenjun's thoughts drifted here inexplicably and he suddenly realized that for that person, perhaps this Youzhou... at least this Youbei area, was just a larger inner courtyard of that person's house.

And what is the difference between the Zheng family of Yuyang and the Chen family of Zhuojun and those fighting concubines?
Realizing this, Chen Wenjun felt a strong sense of awe in his heart, but looking at the vigorous "fighting spirit" in the eyes of several waitresses around him, he suddenly lost interest.

"I guess... that person thinks my manners are too 'low' and not pleasing to him..."

"How about this, double the gift and give it again."

Gently sniffing the half-finished scented powder in her hand, Chen Wenjun said lightly.

"Remember, be humble."

Upon hearing this, the waitresses subconsciously widened their eyes, as if they were meeting their wives for the first time.

Because in their view, isn't this like someone slapping you on the left cheek and you then actively turn your right cheek to them?

Seeing that several waitresses looked indignant for her, Chen Wenjun put down the perfume powder in her hand and added a few millimeters with a specially made exquisite spoon before speaking in a calm tone.

"Go and make arrangements."

After saying this, he seemed to suddenly remember something and continued.

"By the way, this mansion is lonely. If you are bored, you can think more about your family members in the clan."

This statement seems to be incoherent.

But when the waitresses heard what Chen Wenjun said, their faces turned pale.

Obviously, they understood.

That's good.

It seems that I was just spoiled by myself in the past, and I am not really so stupid as to be beyond redemption.

Chen Wenjun, who had finally completed a satisfactory finished product of Baozhuan, finally showed a gratified smile on his face.

Being a person and doing things is just like blending and making perfume.

Adding one point or subtracting one cent may seem to make no difference.

But in fact, among those who really know the business, there is a world of difference.

When she first entered the mansion, it was like creating a new fragrance, and she had to try more.

If you are impatient, you won’t be able to create a good fragrance.

If you want to create a good fragrance, you need to be patient and have patience.

……

In the next few days, Chen Wenjun delivered things to Xiyuan several more times.

Every time is more precious.

Every time the other party accepted it, and as expected, it was all distributed to the female servants in the garden.

However, the other party's "return gift" was completely irregular.

It seems that I remembered it, so I sent some to you.

As a result, Chen Wenjun, the eldest daughter of the Chen family who came from a family with a profound academic background and had received systematic education in this area, was a little confused.

On the contrary, she became familiar with the waitress opposite her on purpose.

However, these maids in the Western Garden only emphasized how kind-hearted Madam Yu was and how deeply loved she was by the Marquis, without revealing any particularly useful information.

The only thing that caught Chen Wenjun's attention was something a waitress in the West Garden accidentally said.

That Madam Yu didn't seem to be very talkative.

She usually talks more to the jade rabbit in her arms than to these living people.

That is, when that person goes to the garden, she will talk more.

The whole person will come alive.

In short, she is a very strange woman.

Chen Wenjun fell into deep thought.

For a moment, I felt that it was somewhat unfathomable.

But soon she no longer cared about these.

Just now, something unexpected seemed to have happened in the city, and she, who was in the deep mansion of the marquis, also noticed the movement.

Just as I was wondering, a personal maid suddenly ran in in a panic.

"Madam, something bad has happened! It seems...it seems like the barbarians are attacking us!"

"Or...or let's go back!"

In the inherent impression of these maids, no matter how brutal and terrifying the barbarians were over the years, they had never touched anyone from the noble families.

As long as they return to Chen's, they will be safe.

But their hopes were doomed to fail.

"Why panic!"

Chen Wenjun didn't even raise his head after hearing the merciless scolding.

Unlike these ignorant maids, she had long heard in the tribe that the barbarians would move south this year.

So when Chen Wenjun suddenly heard the news, he was shocked but not panicked.

"Go back? Now you and I are both in the Marquis' Mansion, where can we go back to?"

Hearing what Chen Wenjun said, several frightened waitresses opened their mouths and wanted to say something.

But the next moment, Chen Wenjun continued to speak calmly.

"Your Excellency governs the family with military law. If you dare to speak nonsense again, don't blame me for not protecting you."

Even if they didn't want to believe it, they had to admit it.

The lady who grew up with them seemed to have changed from the moment she stepped into the mansion.

Ruthless? Indifferent?
Or is this the real her?

They had always lived in the peaceful place of the Chen clan, so they couldn't tell the difference for a moment.

However, this sudden change in the sense of unfamiliarity made them no longer dare to act unrestrainedly in front of Chen Wenjun.

Just as he was trembling with fear, he heard a waitress outside speak cautiously with a hint of strangeness.

"Madam...someone from next door has sent something over again..."

It is said that there was a bloody battle on the city wall outside.

But the man from Xiyuan seemed to be completely unaware, and still maintained his original and irregular rhythm, sending things over here.

At this moment, even Chen Wenjun couldn't help but laugh.

"That person... is also a wonderful person..."

After hearing this comment, Chen Wenjun was just about to return the favor with a generous gift as usual.

But the next moment, a cold but unfamiliar male voice suddenly came from his garden.

"You guys all get out."

Men have always been prohibited from entering the inner garden.

Not to mention entering it.

Chen Wenjun, who had just managed to remain calm after hearing the news about the barbarians, was shocked.

With a flash of his figure, he appeared in the garden.

But just when she was about to scold him, she looked at the familiar face standing behind the strange man, and her expression changed instantly. "My Lord!"

With this exclamation, Chen Wenjun seemed to realize his own gaffe.

She quickly knelt down and spoke in a gentle voice.

"My name is Chen, and I am honored to meet you, Your Excellency."

"I didn't know you were coming, so I was unable to greet you. Please forgive me, sir."

This instantaneous change between movement and stillness made Han Shao reveal a playful expression.

how to say?

Northern women are Northern women after all.

Just like Jiang Wan, even though she looks like a southern girl, her fierce character is innate.

"Get up."

As he said this, he also made a joke.

"I am walking in my own house, so why would I need to greet you?"

Hearing the words 'my own home', Chen Wenjun's pretty face blushed slightly.

"My Lord, please...please follow me home."

Just like Han Shao's first impression of Chen Wenjun.

This woman has a very good figure, tall and graceful, which is rare in the world.

This is especially true against the backdrop of this light-colored straight-hem dress.

After saying this, he probably thought of what Lu Yan had just said, asking everyone to leave.

Chen Wenjun hesitated for only a moment, then spoke softly and gently to the maids around her.

"You all get out."

After saying this, as if he was afraid that these waitresses would not be able to figure it out and ruin the opportunity he had been waiting for for many days, he immediately said something else.

"My Lord...just have me to serve you."

The female servants were indeed unable to react after hearing Chen Wenjun's first sentence.

At this moment, they were still shocked by the fact that the handsome young man in front of them was the "man-slayer" in the rumors.

At this moment, they suddenly no longer felt aggrieved for their wives.

In their shallow understanding, if a man is born like this, then he is a butcher, and... what does it matter?
It was not until their wives added that they finally reacted and answered by bending their knees.

"Here."

"The maids are waiting outside. If Madam has anything to do, please call us..."

In response to this, Chen Wenjun wanted to say no.

But I also feel that the intention is too obvious.

It's a disgrace to her as a lady from an aristocratic family.

So after thinking about it, I said this.

"good."

But despite this, Han Shao paused slightly.

Looking up at the gate of the side courtyard in front of me, I had the illusion that I was facing the mouth of a tiger or wolf.

Looking at the Chen's daughter again, who had a graceful figure, a pretty face and eager eyes, Han Shao suddenly found it difficult to connect her with the woman who had knelt before him and begged desperately.

“Your Excellency…”

Hearing the gentle call from beside him, Han Shao came back to his senses, then smiled and stopped.

After entering the house, he did not stay in the living room, but went directly into the bedroom.

After all, as I said before, this is your home.

If I continue to pretend to be reserved, it would seem a bit hypocritical.

It was just that Han Shao had been to many women's bedrooms, and this residence was just a relic left by previous generations.

But Han Shao, who had just stepped into it, still felt something unique.

Fragrant.

This is an extremely intuitive olfactory feedback.

Although Han Shao's cultivation level had allowed him to cut off the influence of the five senses on his body, he did not do so, nor was there any need to do so.

After all, the smell is really refreshing.

Raising his head to glance at the animal-head incense burner from which wisps of smoke were rising, Han Shao leaned back on the soft couch not far from the incense burner.

“You made this too?”

Perhaps it was because Han Shao's movements when entering the bedroom were too natural and casual, which made Chen Wenjun, who was well prepared, become slightly nervous.

"Reply to Your Excellency..."

Han Shao waved his hand.

"There's no need to be so polite in this private room. Just call me your husband."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence.

"If you don't like this name, you can call me whatever you like."

"Just be casual."

At this moment, he was no longer as scary and majestic as when they first met.

Instead, he is as gentle as the boy next door.

Or maybe it was... the thoughtfulness of a newlywed husband.

A faint blush appeared on Chen Wenjun's face, and she lowered her head and moaned softly.

"Lang... Lang Jun..."

Han Shao was not sure about Xu's personal morality.

However, we have to admit that this master has captured the best side of women in just one sentence.

'The most touching thing is the gentleness of her lowered head, just like a water lotus that is too shy to bear...'

Han Shao picked up the remaining tea on the table in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

It extinguished some of the anger in my heart.

But Chen Wenjun subconsciously opened his eyes wide and said hesitantly.

"My dear, that is me..."

Han Shao finally came to his senses.

But he didn't care. After sleeping in the open air throughout the journey on the grassland, he no longer cared about these details.

"Nothing, I don't care about this."

Hearing the meaning of "I don't dislike you" in Han Shao's words, Chen Wenjun felt helpless.

Maybe this is a warrior.

Perhaps the only things that can restrain warriors in this world are stronger skills and more powerful weapons.

For the rest, all the rules in this world are not important.

To put it nicely, you can say that you are not fussy about details.

To put it bluntly, it can be said that they are running rampant.

The so-called etiquette between men and women, and even between husband and wife, that is common among noble families is probably nothing in the eyes of such a warrior.

Realizing this, Chen Wenjun sighed inwardly, but quickly changed his mindset.

A married woman should obey her husband, not to mention that she is just a concubine?

Chen Wenjun knelt down in front of the animal-head incense burner, opened the incense burner, and whispered softly.

"I have recently prepared a new treasure seal. Can I light it up and let you taste it?"

Treasure seal?

Burning incense?

I know nothing about fragrance!
But seeing that Chen Wenjun had already started, Han Shao was helpless.

You have already done it, and you still ask me what to do?
"Then let's try burning it."

Seeing Chen Wenjun carefully taking out a piece of exquisite pressed fragrant cake, Han Shaochu initially thought she was nervous.

But upon closer inspection, I found that she was indeed nervous.

But what was going on with that pair of watery eyes looking at me?

Han Shao frowned in confusion.

"What are you going to do?"

Chen Wenjun did not answer. She stood up with her slender and graceful figure and walked slowly towards Han Shao.

Then she slowly snuggled into Han Shao's arms.

"My dear, does this fragrance smell good?"

……

(End of this chapter)