General is ferocious: arrogant lady, don't escape

So this time, Zhao Changyuan went crazy on his way, and everyone silently kept up with his rhythm without delay or neglect.

After Gong Yue Yue's hysterical Tucao make complaints about Zhao Changyuan's troops just reach the foot of eight ridge mountain. At this time, the air in the mountains has been a little wet and cold. It has just rained, and the mountain road is extremely slippery. Although the weather was not ideal and the baggage troops disguised as escort carts moved slowly, the marching speed was still a whole day faster than expected.

Vice General Zhao Liang came forward and asked, "general, will you go up the mountain tonight?"

Zhao Changyuan turned back and took advantage of the moonlight to look at the tired faces of the soldiers and said, "camp on the spot and go into the mountain tomorrow morning."

On the fifth day, with two-thirds of the time, my husband will come back. Yue Yue opened his eyes and the first thought that flashed into his mind was to comfort himself.

The whole room was full of his breath and pictures of them getting tired of being together every night. As a result, although she asked for leave at home, she didn't want to step out of the door.

"Miss your smile, miss your coat, miss your white socks, and the smell on you, miss your kiss, and the faint smell of tobacco on your fingers... Yeah? No, little white face doesn't smoke. " She suddenly hummed a song. She used to be a wheat bully in KTV. After coming to ancient times, these melodies have become as familiar and strange as a new world. When he comes back, be sure to sing to him. Why haven't you thought of it before?

Suddenly his eyes brightened, "pigs can't write to people. People can write to pigs!" When she finished talking to herself, she ran to the desk excitedly, followed her husband's posture of Ping Zhao, sat in front of her, spread out the paper, and studied the ink, making her hands full of ink.

What should I write? She picked up her pen and found that even though there were thousands of words, she didn't know where to start. Think of the ancient costume TV series, the exchange of love letters between male and female protagonists is often poetry, song and Fu, elegant rhetoric, how beautiful the artistic conception is! But she herself

I knew I would recite more Tang and Song poems when I was at school.

After thinking about it, she decided not to embarrass herself and wrote down her most familiar sentences.

"I really want you to be beautiful and meet my husband, but I can't help it. Your mother is not very good at writing." She shook her head and talked to herself helplessly to the square characters of different sizes on the paper.

Then there was a knock on the door outside the house.

"Please come in." She answered casually.

The servant girl Xiaomei came in with several gift boxes in her hand“ Miss, we should go. " She stood at the door and said to Yue.

Yue Yue was still lying lazily on the table, looking at his masterpiece, and reluctantly said, "let's go? Where are you going? I don't want to go out today. "

Xiaomei bowed her head and remained silent for a while. Suddenly, she seemed to have made a great determination. She looked up and asked her, "this... How can this work? Have you... Forgotten what day it is today? "

She raised her eyelids and asked, "what day?"

"Today... Is the birthday of master Yang! Miss, why did you forget this? " Xiaomei hesitated and her voice became lower and lower.

"Uh... Oh, yes. I remember. " Yueyue secretly shouted in his heart that it was bad. How could he ignore these things. How can we not master the basic information of relatives?

Xiaomei blushed and asked, "Miss, have you really forgotten?" She is a little strange today. She doesn't want to look into Yue's eyes.

Yueyue was flustered and guilty. He didn't dare to look into her eyes, so he had to respond forcefully: "Er, no, I didn't forget. I remember. "

Xiaomei's eyes darkened: "well... Let's go."

"I'll tell my parents first." Yue Yue presses down the written credit paper. It seems that he has to find someone to send it out tomorrow.

"Oh, no, i... look, the time is a little tight. I just told the master and wife."

"Well... It's very kind of you, Xiao Mei." Then she got up and put on a thin cloak, and the weather became colder and colder. When she came to the door, she pointed to the gift box in Xiaomei's hand and asked, "are these gifts for me?"

"Yes." The other side lowered his head and responded softly.

She shook Xiaomei's arm gratefully and took her out of the room quickly: "great! Let's go, let's go. "

Along the way, Xiaomei was a little uneasy. He didn't talk much, but swallowed his saliva nervously from time to time.

Yueyue saw her difference and asked with concern, "Xiaomei, are you uncomfortable today? If you are ill, you don't have to go with me. I can go myself. "

"Oh, it's all right. I just... Didn't sleep well. " She held her forehead and preyed softly.

Yue Yue guessed that she might have made something uncomfortable with Tian Hai. I didn't ask any more questions. Let her go.

The carriage soon came to Yang's house with the wind and water. The two girls hurried up the steps with gifts one after another, bypassed the marble screen and appeared in front of the people in Yang's house who had been waiting for a long time.

Yueyue quickly swept around and found that all the family members were present except the second brother Yang Jinyi's family. It's just the expression of everyone... It makes her feel a little strange. Today should be a happy day, but everyone's faces are not happy.

Do you blame yourself for being late? She was uneasy. She hurried to step up under her feet and hurried to Yang Guodong's face. Yingying bowed down: "I wish my father a blessing like the East China Sea and a longer life than Nanshan. Every year has today and every year has today." After a long congratulatory message, there was silence around. It was so quiet that we could hear each other's heartbeat and breathing.

"Dad, mom." She subconsciously popped these two words out of her mouth.

"Shut up! You demon, I'm here. Do you still dare to confuse all sentient beings? " Looking in the direction of the sound, an old monk with a strong body and ruddy complexion, dressed in a red gold thread brocade cassock, walked towards her with vigorous steps, holding a * stick in his hand.

Fahai? Gong Yueyue laughed at herself. How can she be virtuous? Unexpectedly, she also enjoyed the experience of Bai Suzhen. He couldn't help but pull out a bitter smile on his face.

"Old Zen master, please allow me to ask her a few more questions." Mrs. Yang and Wang, who had been silent, finally spoke. Her complexion was Qi AI, and her steps were a little shaky. She walked slowly to Yue Yue, squatted down and looked at her: "tell Wei Niang, what day is Niang's birthday?"

Looking at the mother who was about to collapse in front of her, Yue Yue finally spilled a bean sized tear at the bottom of his stubborn eyes, lowered his head and answered the question she couldn't answer with silence.

"Pa"! A loud slap in the face, with hot pain, slapped on Yue Yue's cheek. Her little tiger teeth broke the skin in her lips, and the salty blood overflowed her red lips.

"I'll ask you one last question. As long as you can answer, I'll believe you!" Wang roared hysterically, "when is your own birthday? Speak! "

She still can only answer with silence. The collapsed mother suddenly grabbed her collar and slapped her in the face. This time she felt that her left face might have been red and swollen.

"What the hell did you do to my daughter? You bastard! Return my daughter! " Crying and howling, accompanied by punching and kicking, fell on Yueyue's head, face and body.