Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 62 Desire and Adolescence

The Ning Mansion originally wanted to keep the old handsome's funeral in a low-key manner, but unfortunately it was impossible. After all, when a person reaches this position, many things are beyond his control, even if he becomes a dead person.

The funeral begins on June 27th, with the first seven family sacrifices, until the end of the May Seventh Family Ceremony, and the public sacrifice will begin on August [-]nd.

Although it is already midsummer, the entire Fengtian City is completely white: many people in Fengtian spontaneously hung spirit banners at the door of their homes to express their condolences.

The funeral procession was as high as 10 people, and the people of Fengtian were very sad. After all, it was the old man who made everyone live a much more stable and rich life than before.

The Government Affairs Department of the Governor’s Office of Fengtian stipulated that starting from the day of the funeral, entertainment and theaters will be suspended for seven days in Fengtian; schools will be closed for one day; civil officials’ left arms will be wrapped in black gauze for seven days, military officers and soldiers’ left arms and knife handles will be wrapped in black gauze for seven days.

The five-color flag symbolizing the national flag of the Republic of China under the Beiyang government was flown at half-staff.

Various forces came to offer their condolences.Ning Cheng, Ning Zheng, Hong Si and the other sons and grandsons of the old marshal all wore sackcloth and mourning; Ning Zheng threw pots and flags.The whole government is devoted to filial piety for a hundred days.

Japanese spies are densely spread.

Japanese Prime Minister Yoshiichi Tanaka sent a wreath. He had no knowledge of the bombing of the old man, and the development of the situation has made him extremely passive.

For the Kwantung Army Commander-in-Chief Chotaro Matsuoka who pretended to come to express his condolences, the Japanese adviser Kenji Doihara who was extremely suspicious, and the former Japanese adviser Shigeru Honjo, the men of the Ning family really gritted their teeth and swallowed their blood. Don't draw your guns at each other.

It has to be admitted that the strength of the Japanese has to give up three points even to the mighty Russians. At this time, none of the Chinese army has the ability to head-on.

Wu Youquan, the direct son of Governor Wu who was also killed in the bombing, was also one of the guards of Ning Zheng's "Four Great Princes". Zhu Tieli, a bodyguard officer, took him into custody.

Ning Zheng chose a place near the mountains and rivers in Saerhu as his father's shelter. It will take three years to build the cemetery.

Due to the hot weather, since the old man passed away, the body has been wrapped several layers with cloth dipped in tung oil, and dozens of large ice cubes were placed outside the coffin to keep cool, which had to be replaced all day long.

The old man was attacked and killed, and the dragons in the Northeast have no leader, so it is very important to choose the person in charge as soon as possible.

Although each has its own supporters, everyone has a consensus that the Kwantung Army is stalking each other, and their own people can't fight no matter what they say, and unity is the most important thing.

Northeast China is preparing to elect a successor. Not only is China the focus of attention, but even the Western powers are anxiously waiting for the result.

Finally, on June 24th, the old man who is not in love with the position and not greedy for power put his brother Zhang Fuchen together with a group of young military officers to elect him. The commander-in-chief of security, concurrently serving as the commander of Fengtian security.

Since ancient times, the transfer of power is the most likely to lead to bloody storms, but under the sympathy and mutual push between Zhang Fuchen and Ning Zheng, it was finally resolved smoothly without any disturbances, and Tu Yuting, who was optimistic about the Japanese staff, had no chance.

So far, Ning Zheng has become the most watched star in Chinese politics.

When the news came, Feng Jiu was at a loss.

A few days ago, she heard that the "old uncle" Zhang Fuchen was elected by Ning Zheng and others as the successor of the old man. She felt sincerely happy: From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want her husband to sit in that much-anticipated position. In fact, it is difficult.

The "Huanggutun Incident" brought unexpected consequences, because it was an independent act made by the Japanese Army behind the back of the government, so the actual implementer, Kawamoto Osamu, was ordered to go back to Tokyo for trial.

At the same time, Prime Minister Tanaka was dismissed by Hirohito for failing to effectively control the behavior of the army, and died of depression a year later.

Although Mr. Ning, who was a thorn in his eyes, was killed by the bombing, there was no internal strife or turmoil in the Northeast, and the Kwantung Army repeatedly provoked them in vain. The military song of fire was also unsuccessful.

It can be said that the Ning army quickly resolved the succession issue, leaving the Japanese unnamed, and one of their goals fell through.

Fengtian had just resolved the issue of the successor, and the second pressing issue followed.

How should the relationship with domestic warlords be handled?Do you want to accept the jurisdiction of the Nanjing government?

Since the old commander left the customs, the situation between the Anguo Army and the Northern Expedition Army, mainly the Ning Army, has entered a chaotic period: Although the Nanjing government sent representatives to contact the representatives of the Ning Army at the end of May, they "willing to use an armistice and amicable method" to resolve the situation in East China. Three provinces, but the Ning army who was ordered to retreat north was still beaten by the Northern Expedition from time to time.

Although Feng Fang expressed his willingness to accept such a proposal, he also retreated while not forgetting to prepare for a long-term confrontation.

He beat the wolf with a hemp pole, and both ends were afraid.

There is a lack of basic trust on both sides.

This state has continued to this day.In addition, no matter whether it is Fengfang or the Nanjing government, until now, the two parties have not reached a consensus on the next step, but one thing is certain, that is, the peace faction that is closer to the other side has gained the upper hand.

The frequent contacts between the Northeast and Nanjing governments and the increasingly obvious signs of unification finally caused panic in Japan.

Beginning on July [-]th, the Japanese side successively dispatched the Consul General Hayashi Kujiro and the former Minister to China Lin Quanzhu. Regardless of the basic etiquette and education, they began to visit frequently during the funeral of the old marshal. From patiently persuading to angrily threatening, he tried his best to prevent the Northeast from changing flags, otherwise they would meet with each other.

At the same time, the Japanese troops stationed in Fengtian appeared at Fengtian Railway Station to show off their might.It is in a huge dilemma about whether to merge into the jurisdiction of the Nanjing government, that is, to change the banner of the Northeast.

Many senior generals of the Ning army worried that the Japanese would really launch a military aggression; moreover, they originally had doubts about being under the jurisdiction of the Nanjing government: the Nanjing government had a bad reputation in the Northeast, and they often paid lip service without realizing it. What they were more worried about was My hometown will be the first to fight against the Kwantung Army, but the Nanjing government will not have any reinforcements.

In view of the huge potential crisis that came with the flag change, there was even a huge disagreement within the Ning army on whether to change the flag, and Fengfang simply postponed the pace of changing the flag.

June 26th is Fengjiu's nineteenth birthday.That morning, Wu Ma boiled two eggs for Feng Jiu as usual.

Unexpectedly, Ning Zheng, who hadn't come home all night, just came back from the mourning hall. He was refreshed, and he seemed to have bathed elsewhere; he took the eggs from Wu Ma's hand, and went upstairs with a bowl of longevity noodles on the tray.Mama Wu felt very comforted, she came here specially to remember the girl's birthday.

Ning Zheng was going back to Xiaohonglou just in time, and Feng Jiu just woke up.Ning Zheng asked Feng Jiu to wash up first, and then rolled her body back and forth, still saying auspicious words, but unlike last year, neither of them had any smiles on their faces; then, Ning Zheng picked up the The other egg said softly: "Jiu'er, my father passed away on my birthday... From now on, I will celebrate your birthday with you, remember?"

Hearing this, Fengjiu thought back to the early morning of the [-]th, and she was still thinking about whether she should boil eggs for herself instead of giving them to him. After all, he said that he would check when he came back. But be careful.

Then something happened to the handsome old man, so it was a matter of luck.

"...Okay." Feng Jiu took the egg and gave it to Ning Zheng; the two of them used the same pair of chopsticks to eat the same bowl of noodles, and I finished it quickly with one bite.

Ning Zheng put the tray aside, stared at Feng Jiu quietly, and said hoarsely, "I only have you...promise me, don't leave me."

Feng Jiu sighed in his heart: There are obviously married sisters of the first milk compatriots—the elder sister and Qiaozhi, and so many half-brothers and sisters, but he can only reach out and touch his haggard but still handsome face , "Well, I... promise you."

Ning Zheng smiled faintly, bowed his head, kissed her lips affectionately, and then moved forward to hug her deeply.This was the first kiss between the two since Ning Zheng came back.

The forces of all parties stand still, seemingly calm, but in fact, Fengtian has already become a big stuffy pot.All kinds of characters on the big stage of Fengtian, like swans cruising on the lake, look elegant and calm, and they are not in a hurry; under the water, they are actually paddling fiercely and competing in secret.

Where is the Northeast going? The firewood below is slowly burning, and I don't know if I can wait for a blasting point.

From the time Ning Zheng came back to the funeral, he never had a chance to have a good talk with Feng Jiu. On Feng Jiu's birthday, the couple only talked a few words early in the morning.

Ning Zheng certainly knew that Feng Jiu's performance as a general in the commander's mansion during his absence had already won unanimous praise from all officials of the Ning Army and the three eastern provinces.

Even the Japanese who were misled by her had to admit embarrassingly that they were swayed by this calm and indifferent Fengtian girl who was less than 20 years old, but there was still respect in her words-the Japanese only respect the strong.

Ning Zheng spends most of the time every day in the tall mourning hall set up in the second entrance gate of the Shuai Mansion, together with his second brother, Hong Si and other young brothers and nephews, accompanying the guests who came to mourn the funeral, kneel down and salute, and at the same time have to go to Daqinglou handles government and military affairs.

Children can come in exchange, but Ning Zheng and the other grown men can't.

Once Feng Jiu was really worried, and secretly went to the mourning hall to look around, just in time to see Xu Yong patting him on the back, whispering something comforting, and finally the two hugged each other, with tears streaming down their faces— —Their two fathers, who have supported each other for half their lives and fought for half their lives, meet at the spring, what will they say?

After leaving the family ceremony, Ning Zheng became more and more busy, and it was common for him not to come back for a few days.

The mansion has gradually returned to normal, the initial grief has passed, everyone is calm, even Mrs. Ning is in a stable state of mind—she has lived to the age of war, and many relatives have left her and died. Dead, also get used to the constant parting.

However, concubines and wives no longer get together to play mahjong - the two weeks of playing mahjong with the pain at the beginning have exhausted all their enthusiasm for this entertainment that they were originally most passionate about for the rest of their lives. Now when it is mentioned playing mahjong, some people want Vomited.

In fact, for the loved ones, how can the grief really pass away?It will only persevere into one's bone marrow bit by bit, bit by bit, when the dull days come again after the chaos of the funeral.

When people inadvertently look back, taste a specific dish, and hear a familiar catchphrase and Haicheng dialect, they suddenly hit the head like a big stick, and instantly hurt their hearts.

Due to the unstable situation in Fengtian, the family did not inform Qiaozhi of the death of the old man at first. It was not until the date of the funeral was set that Qiaozhi returned home on the fifth day of the first seven days.Her expression was also very calm, and she didn't even shed tears when she went to the mourning hall to worship.But Fengjiu knows that although she has many complaints and dissatisfaction with her father, but the father and daughter are connected, her sadness is just not on the surface.

The same goes for Qiao Xin, who has always had an incomparable understanding with Qiao Zhi.

The eldest sister, Shoufang, had already rushed back with her husband and the eldest son, crying uncontrollably. She went to the mourning hall and kowtowed, then suddenly shouted, "Father! I'm sorry for you!" and threw her head to the ground. , comatose, bleeding from the nose.

Shoufang's eldest son, eight-year-old Deshan, was so frightened that he burst into tears.Everyone hurriedly carried her out, only to find out when they asked the eldest brother-in-law who was drenched in sweat. Since the eldest sister heard the news of the old man's death, she hadn't eaten a grain of rice for several days, and her eyes were just staring like that, and she couldn't close them no matter what.

Feng Jiu's heart is sad: I heard that because of complaining about his father for being sorry for his mother who passed away with hatred, the eldest sister-in-law has always been indifferent to the handsome man. The last time she went back to her mother's house, she had a verbal dispute not long after, and the elder sister-in-law became angry. He turned his head drummingly and left.

No one took this seriously. Anyway, the father and daughter rarely met each other without arguing. Everyone always thought, it doesn't matter, the future will be long.

Who would have imagined that this tough, old man's favorite and most valued daughter, in this life, would just say goodbye to his biological father forever after arguing and arguing.

Fengjiu suggested that the eldest brother-in-law should take the eldest sister and the child back immediately. The eldest sister's mental state is too unstable, and if she stays in the mansion any longer, she will be even more stimulated.

The eldest brother-in-law is gentle and handsome, with an unreasonably good temper. Seeing the eldest sister like this, her heart aches very much, and she is even more afraid that if she can't help here, she will cause trouble for others, so she listens to persuasion and takes them away.

At this time, Feng Jiu had already had his summer vacation.When the handsome old man had an accident a while ago, she asked the school for leave.When Ning Zheng returned, she was busy with the preparations for the funeral; by the time she was done, the semester was over, and many of Fengjiu's classes had to be retaken at the beginning of the next semester, and Qiaozhi and Qiaoxin were the same.

One month has passed since the first seven days, the long family sacrifice is coming to an end, and the public memorial day will be in a few days.

With Mrs. Ning's consent, in the evening, Bi Datong drove and escorted Feng Jiu, who had been in a depressed mood, to Tawan, which is located in the northwest of Fengtian.

The reason why this place is called "Tawan" is because there are towers and river bends here: the Wugou Jingguang Relic Pagoda, which was built in the Liao Dynasty, enshrines more than 1000 relics; there is a naturally formed beach in the north of the pagoda. Here, the body of the pagoda is reflected in it, with both beautiful shape and color, and extremely wonderful. This is also one of the famous eight scenic spots in Shengjing - "Tawan Sunset".

Next to it is the Huilong Temple built by Huang Taiji, which is very fragrant; Emperor Qianlong once wrote an inscription for it - "the source of all blessings" during his east tour.

Fengjiu led Qiaoxin on the left and Qiaozhi on the right, walked to the front of the pagoda, raised his head and looked up at the thirteen-storey octagonal brick pagoda with dense eaves. Eight sitting Buddhas were carved on the body of the pagoda: Baosheng, wait for the view, Equality, Huihua, Daci, Puji, Compassion, Ah Shan...

Qiaozhi and Qiaoxin put their hands together and chanted scriptures silently, being indoctrinated by their mother who believed in Buddhism since childhood. Fengjiu suddenly felt that it is a kind of luck for people to have faith.

There are eight-petal lotus in the tower brake, and a gourd bead is worn on the highest part of the brake lever held out. There are many copper wind bells hanging on the eaves of the upturned towers on each floor. There was a crisp "ding bell" sound, and the sound of wooden fishes came from the nearby Huilong Temple.

In the open space in the middle, there are little tricks played by those who are energetic after a long nap. Some have begun to babble, and some are still toddlers. The family members of the children who are smiling comfortably , all shouting loudly and guarding carefully; some people are kicking shuttlecocks, walking on stilts, singing big plays, and some people are fishing in the river bend. It is lively and full of fireworks in the world.

"The relatives or the remaining sorrows, others have already sung. What is the way to die, and the body is on the same mountain."

Fengduo, wooden fish, and human voices mixed into a clear and deep Sanskrit sound. Which exorcising bird can cleanse the heart and let people learn to let go... The three of them silently looked at the Buddha in front of them. Both the tower and the crowd have quietly shed tears.

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Feng Jiu was having breakfast when Ning Zheng walked in suddenly. He hadn't been home for three consecutive days, and he didn't expect to come back early this morning.

Feng Jiu looked at Ning Zheng, and remembered that Zhi Changsheng, who came back to get a change of clothes and delivered a letter, said that he was still clear-headed and firmly issued the order to withdraw the Ning army to the north. At the same time, he discussed the latest situation with senior staff and generals every day: There is no clear evidence to prove that it was the Japanese who did it; if not, whether to retaliate against the Japanese, and how to retaliate; whether war with the Japanese will lead to disastrous consequences; whether to accept the flag change; how to join the National Revolutionary Army; Nanjing How much sincerity does the government have...

Staff and generals quarreled over all these matters, and Ning Zheng didn't go home for a long time because he was arguing at the military headquarters.

But in the end there has to be a decision.

Although he eats as usual every day, even though he is severely deprived of sleep, he is not thin. Apart from being slightly haggard, he is still in good spirits.

But Fengjiu knew that this time, he mourned too much: the older he got, the more serious the conflict between him and the old man became.He did not advocate expanding the power of the Ning army to the whole country, and was once criticized by the old man as useless; in the first Lu-Ning war, the Ning army fought all the way to Rehe, and he said bitterly: "So many places have been defeated. What's the use? You can't even send a county magistrate who can say a few serious words."

Because of his low level of education and most of his subordinates were peasants, the old commander reopened the Northeast Lecture Hall and sent all the illiterate brothers to be gilded in order to make the officers of the Ning Army look decent and reserve a reserve force for officers.

With the upgrading of the army's equipment and tactics, it is clear that this group of old people is not enough. Therefore, the old man has to agree with his son's drastic reform of the army. Of course, there are more conflicts between father and son due to differences of opinion.

Ning Zheng lost his father, superior, and leader all at once, and his feelings must be more painful than the loss of a father in the ordinary sense.

Ning Zheng looked at Feng Jiu who was sitting at the table eating breakfast, Feng Jiu quickly swallowed the porridge: "You're back? Didn't you eat it?" while ordering Qiu Sheng and Wu Ma to serve Ning Zheng a bowl of porridge.

Ning Zheng shook his head, looking at her with dark eyes, as if he suddenly didn't recognize her, Feng Jiu was inexplicably uneasy, and subconsciously straightened his neckline.

Only then did Ning Zheng speak, "I've eaten at the military headquarters, I'm going to take a shower first, I haven't slept for a few days, I'm going to sleep for a while."

"...Okay then, I'll find your change of clothes." Feng Jiu hurriedly followed, while Qiu Sheng and Wu Ma each held a tray and looked behind worriedly.

Ning Zheng entered the bedroom, started undressing as if no one else was there, and went into the bathroom like that; Feng Jiu hurriedly turned his head, hurried to the cabinet containing Ning Zheng's clothes, opened the cabinet door, and found a dark blue bathrobe.

She walked over to pick up the military uniform that Ning Zheng had thrown on the floor, held it up to her nose and sniffed it lightly, uh——it really was a strong smell of cigarettes, the meeting was going on for days, and the participants were probably all smoking guns .She turned back and took out a gray linen gown and beige trousers, ready for him to change.

After a while, Ning Zheng came out wearing a big sea island cotton white bath towel, Feng Jiu hurried out: "The bathrobe is on the bed, and the change of clothes is on the footrest, I'll go out and read a book first, you go to sleep, don't disturb you gone."

With a calm face, Ning Zheng walked up to her and reached out to hold her: "Don't go, sleep with me."

"..." Feng Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I went to bed very early last night, and I just woke up not long ago, how can I fall asleep when the sky is bright and bright?"

Ning Zheng let her go, turned around and walked to the window, drew the floor-to-ceiling curtains first with a layer of gauze curtains and then with a layer of thick curtains, and the bright bedroom immediately became dark; he turned on the floor lamp casually, and the whole room Instantly covered with soft light, creating a dim room.

Fengjiu's strong sense of uneasiness that had begun to germinate from the moment he saw him reached its peak, and she groped towards the door quietly.

"Stop." Ning Zheng had already looked at her from the corner of his eyes.He stared closely at Feng Jiu, his eyes full of heavy oppression, this oppression was so strong that Feng Jiu, who had run away earlier in the past, dared not move.

Ning Zheng swayed over slowly, threw down the towel, Feng Jiu covered her eyes with an "ah", and surrounded her with a pair of slender and strong hands, picked her up and put her on the bed, and soon, the two of them were close together At the same time, he looked directly into her dark eyes, peeping at her like a sika deer under the two eyelashes, ignorantly and anxiously, and said slowly and firmly: "Today, right now, I want it."

Feng Jiu buzzed in his head, "Ning Zheng, you, you..."

"You're blaming me, the husband, for not touching you for two years, right? I was wrong, so I'll make up for it." He stated calmly, as if it was really the case.

"It's the hot filial piety period, this is unreasonable..." Feng Jiu thought of something, and hurriedly stated.

"...Thanks to you claiming to be well-versed in poetry and books—it is possible to get married within a hundred days, let alone consummate the house? Besides, who hasn't consummated the house after two years of marriage?" Ning Zheng's lips curled up into a smile. But the chill is creepy.

"I thought we had a consensus... I'm not ready yet, please give me more time, huh? You don't lack women, if you want to raise a few outhouses or bring in a few aunts, I have nothing to say, Even, I can—" Fengjiu said anxiously, as long as the current predicament is dealt with first, all the principles in the weekdays can be abandoned.

Ning Zheng suddenly lowered his head and kissed her chattering little mouth.

"What are you? I know you are reluctant to marry, I respect you, I want to wait for you to nod, I want it to be a matter of course, but two years have passed... Jiu'er, you can't ask the fruit on the branch to be green forever. It doesn’t turn red. Besides—” He suddenly smiled, his eyes were cold, “I’m empty here now,” he touched his chest, and then covered Feng Jiu’s with his backhand, “How about you Come in and help me fill it up?" As soon as the words finished, before Feng Jiu could respond, he lowered his head and held her lips again.

"Uh, uh—" No matter how much Feng Jiu could speak, no matter how much he could quibble, he was speechless.

Ning Zheng's movements were urgent, with a destructive momentum, Fengjiu felt that he wanted to crush her into pieces, tear her into pieces and swallow her in his mouth, she struggled hard: this happened so suddenly, she None of them were prepared, but they still didn't give up hope, always wanting to make Ning Zheng stop first, and then they talk.

Nothing can't be talked about, right?
Suddenly Feng Jiu's young and sensitive body trembled, gritting her teeth to fight against the tenderness and numbness all over her body, but this unprecedented feeling finally defeated her... She was convulsing involuntarily.

Ning Zheng raised his head, staring at her slightly parted red lips, panting rapidly, and her face wet with unknowing tears.When his mind returned to his original position, Feng Jiuxue's white glutinous rice teeth suddenly moved up and down, biting his lip firmly.

Ning Zheng's eyes dimmed, and he chased after her and kissed her again.

Feng Jiu slammed his face away: "Disgusting! You really make me sick!"

Ning Zheng's expression froze, and it took a while before he smiled softly: "Do you think I will 'serve' other women like this?"

Fengjiu didn't understand, so with real confusion and stubbornness in his eyes, he still stared at him with resentment, "Don't use your tricks on me!"

Ning Zheng never went shopping, even if he told her, she didn't believe it.

Ning Zheng knew that she couldn't explain it to Feng Jiu. In this regard, compared with herself, she was too ignorant.

She is ignorant, and compared to her, Ning Zheng, who can barely be considered experienced, is actually ignorant about how to spend the first night with Zai Mai.

After all, the women he had dated in the past were all rushed, and all of them were good at sex, so there was no need for him to worry about it.

Of course, the wife is ignorant and ignorant: the knowledge in the boudoir can only be taught to her bit by bit by him as her exclusive teacher; From the day we met, I have waited for her for three years, and I have been married for these three years.

He had learned from Ji Songling, who was as clean as ice in Feng Jiu's eyes, very sincerely, and thus mastered some boudoir essentials.

He leaned down, unable to control the strength in his hands, and said: Compared with before, Feng Jiu's stature has grown a bit, and it is a woman's best years.

At the age of 19, it is also suitable to have children.

At this time, Feng Jiuqing's beautiful face was stained with an intoxicating blush due to shame and annoyance, and her slender and moderate body also showed a peach blossom color due to struggle.She is like a piece of pink fish, tempting Ning Zheng to feast on it.

Feng Jiu broke Ning Zheng's hand angrily, "You know I despise you!"

Ning Zheng suddenly put his head down next to her ear, exhaled heavily, and calmed down a bit, then turned over, went into the bathroom, rummaged through the pockets of the military uniform he had taken off, took out an envelope, and walked back to the bed, Stuffed it into the hands of Fengjiu who had just struggled for a long time, but still had a little conscience and didn't dare to slip away: "Let's see."

Feng Jiu had been turning sideways since he got out of bed and didn't dare to look at him. Feeling something in his hand, Feng Jiu turned to look at him suspiciously, then opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper.

She took a closer look, and her eyes widened in shock. This is actually a medical report? !
The inscription date above was the day before yesterday, and the conclusion at the bottom read: No syphilis, gonorrhea and other venereal viruses were found.

Feng Jiu was dumbfounded: How could he have the nerve to go to the hospital to ask for this examination?Besides, isn't he very busy, how can he still have time to check such an insignificant thing?

A warm face came up, "Are you relieved now?"

Taking advantage of her confusion, Ning Zheng threw her down, and Ning Zheng coaxed the knife softly, "You know, the latest medical research results in London say that, except for nerve cells, other human cells complete their metabolism every three years. In other words, I am already a brand new person, clean inside and out. You have no reason to dislike me anymore. "

Feng Jiu, who has always been curious about knowledge, was indeed attracted, stopped struggling, and muttered: "Why haven't I heard of it? I'm going to verify it..."

"Next time." Ning Zheng smiled—seven years was abruptly changed by him to three years. Will Feng Jiu be even more angry when he finds out?
At this moment, he knew that even though Feng Jiu was not mentally ready, his body should be fine.As for psychology, I don't know when I will be ready, and it's hard to say whether there will be such a day.

He lost no time, watching Feng Jiu's face deformed by the pain, his slender neck arched upwards like a swan, he couldn't help letting out a cry of pain, and then held it back immediately.

Ning Zheng's heart ached badly, but he also knew that it would be worse otherwise, so he whispered, "Does it hurt? Just bite me." Feng Jiu was angry, and didn't want to listen to him at all, but bit his lips tightly again, How could she allow herself to make such a weak voice?

Ning Zheng's eyes slowly filled with anger, he suddenly lowered his head to hold Feng Jiu's lips, and as expected, he tasted a bloody smell.

Originally, he could barely do it with pity, but now?no need.

Feng Jiu is a female warrior, she has always been like this, she is not a canary, but a soaring eagle, seemingly weak but actually strong, an incomparable match for her.

She could bear the oncoming, more violent storm.

Ning Zheng laughed, this bloody smell completely aroused his bloodthirsty instinct as a male, making his whole body clamor to attack cities and villages, to conquer Fata.

Feng Jiu could see that there was joy in his eyes, and it was even more sparkling at this time. The emotions during the period were complicated and unspeakable, as if the anger, depression, and extravagant thoughts that had been accumulated for a long time had found a place to vent way.

This is like a tiger coming out of the gate and a dragon entering the abyss. Ning Zheng, who has the physique of a professional soldier, is still full of energy even after working hard for many days.

After a long time in the dark, Ning Zheng gradually calmed down.

He stretched out his hand to brush away the sweaty hair on Fengjiu's face, and kissed her watery eyes lightly. This gentle move was more exciting than the closeness and fierceness of the perfect kiss.

Although Feng Jiu was extremely tired, she still managed to look at him with a strange look. Ning Zheng nodded her forehead, "Why, you don't know me anymore?"

I really don't want to know you.

Fengjiu recalled the look on Ning Zheng's face just now, which inexplicably reminded her of the rapidly melting cream sorbet under the hottest summer sun.He actually panted enthusiastically and said: "Even if I die now, I will die of joy."

That's all?Is this how it feels? ……Pooh.

Feng Jiu felt that it was better to be alive.

Ning Zheng looked at Feng Jiu's fresh and clean face, and suddenly heard the words of a friend who once told Emperor Tui's younger brother, Ai Junzhi, who Feng Jiu also met and had a meal with, and who was good at painting and calligraphy: "The wife of Marshal Ning in Northeast China is a woman born and raised in Fengtian, but she is even more elegant than women from Jiangnan. She is as beautiful as a lotus after the rain, and she is so beautiful." This is probably because he took Feng Jiu there last year. After Beidaihe, Xiao Ai expressed emotion.

Qinghe after the rain?This is the real appearance of Qinghe reflecting the rays of the sun and covered with rain and dew, right?
An uncontrollable heat rose from his body again, and his black eyes gradually flashed a few red threads. The burning blood made Feng Jiu afraid, and she tried to dodge to the side uneasily, staring at him vigilantly.Ning Zheng laughed, "Including the engagement, it's been more than three years before we started having sex. Please bear with me."

There was a trace of confusion in Feng Jiu's eyes, what do you mean?It's been so long, it seems that there really wasn't any scandalous news in Fengtian, but when she went to Beiping and Tianjin, there would always be scandals spreading all over the country, thinking about it, her eyes showed a look of disbelief.

Ning Zheng caressed her sweaty face pitifully, "Looks like I have to do my best to convince you." Feng Jiu didn't even make a sound, and was swallowed into her stomach again...for a whole day One day, Feng Jiu couldn't leave the house.

Early the next morning, Feng Jiu felt warm pecks on his face, itching and hot, very annoying.She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Ning Zheng lying on her side, covered with the same summer quilt as her, leaning on his head with one hand, and smiling at her.

She suddenly had an illusion, as if it was the next morning after getting married.

The dowry Babu bed had already been replaced with a large Simmons bed, the transparent curtains had been drawn, and the white window screens were still covering the floor-to-ceiling windows, blocking some of the early morning sunlight. The bedroom was semi-dark. Hugged in my arms, there is also a kind of peace in my heart - according to the blood type theory discovered by the Austrian pathologist Rand Steiner at the beginning of this century, Ning Zheng's blood type is O, which is recognized to be out-and-out carnivorous animals.

After two years of marriage, she always wondered, how could Ning Zheng just put himself, the "reward" in his mouth, and go on fasting for so long?

So whenever Ning Zheng smiled at her on the bed, Feng Jiu's heart would tremble.

This time it's all right, no need to guess, no need to guard against, the days of waiting and watching in fear are over.

Feng Jiu found that he had changed into a short-sleeved pearl white silk nightgown, and also found that even the original lavender-colored linen bed sheet under his body had been replaced by a bean-green silk bed sheet, which was hard-working.

Ning Zheng turned his head to look at her increasingly delicate face, but he didn't see any signs of lethargy.Sure enough, to marry a wife, you have to marry a healthy person, after tossing.

(End of this chapter)