Ask This Spring

Zhuo Lian walked to the hall and picked up the Huozhezi to light the oil lamp. She didn't have to look back, knowing that Huan Shen was also following behind. It used to be so, and it is also true now.

"Now my uncle has become the prince of the town, and I can't be fooling around anymore, and I should act a little bit so as not to misunderstand my mother." She looked cold, and her tone didn't show the slightest wave of turbulence.

Huan Shen had anticipated the alienation of the woman. His eyes flashed slightly, he took out an object from the sleeve cage, spread it on the table, and said in a low voice, "As long as he left Beijing, he had written a wife release letter before leaving Beijing. The official household registration has been changed, and Lianniang is no longer the daughter-in-law of the Huan family. What can be misunderstood?"

Zhuo Lian slowed down for a long time before reacting. She picked up the paperwork for the change of account with a face full of disbelief, and read it over and over again. The official seal on it was not a fake, and she did not expect Huan Shen to handle everything without telling her. Okay, I kept her in the dark for three full years. She never revealed any flaws. She was really meticulous in her mind, and she deserves to be the prince of Zhen Guo in the storybook.

"I've said before that our temperaments are not right, and our identities are only secondary."

Zhuo Lian folded the documents, carefully placed it in his arms, looked at the face of the man in front of him through the candlelight, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Huan Shen stayed in the border gate for three full years. Every time he died, Zhuo Lian would appear in his mind. He had thousands of ways to get this woman, but he hoped that she could marry himself willingly. Therefore, it will repeatedly give in.

The hall fell into silence, and the handsome face of the man also showed a bit of sorrow. Zhuo Lian couldn't bear it, and quickly looked away.

"Lianniang will be free tomorrow? Come with me to the suburbs of Beijing."

"What to do in the suburbs of Beijing?" She couldn't help asking.

Huan Shen picked the wick, and the dim room was brighter in an instant, "Your Majesty has rewarded a village with many fruit trees. If there are suitable wine-making, they can also be sent to the wine shop, so as not to waste food."

The Huan family lived in poverty, and even if they are much better off now, they are reluctant to waste things. Zhuo Lian wanted to refuse, but when he met those dark and deep eyes, the words of refusal couldn't help spinning around in his throat, and he couldn't say it anyway.

"good."

Seeing her consent, Huan Shen was ecstatic, her cheeks tanned by the scorching sun rose dark red, and her ears became hot.

Zhuo Lian folded his eyebrows slightly and saw that his hand on the table was held tightly by someone. Due to the long-term dance of knives and sticks, Huan Shen's palm was covered with calluses, and there were several light white scars on the back of his hand. , Even if the knuckles are slender, it is not a pair of beautiful hands.

Perceiving that moist apricot eyes are staring at him, Huan carefully pursed his lips, and said with a dumb voice: "I did something wrong before. I shouldn't involve innocent people and almost ruined Qi Henian. The same thing will never happen again in the future, will you forgive me once?"

"It's getting late, you rest earlier."

Zhuo Lian didn't give an answer, he slowly pulled out his hand, and walked away under the man's hopeful eyes.

Before dawn the next day, Huan Shen prepared the carriage. He knew that Lianniang was thin-skinned and didn't want the long-term worker in the shop to see the trickyness, so he deliberately left early.

At this moment, Zhuo Lian just finished washing, he heard a knock on the door: "Lianniang, I am waiting for you at the back door."

After speaking, the figure outside quickly disappeared, but the green plum who stayed in the room had a bitter face, pacing back and forth.

"Master, no matter what your father-in-law's thoughts are, you are his elder sister-in-law. If there is rumors, your reputation may not be preserved."

Zhuo Lian picked up the tea cup and sipped it lightly, and said casually: "The book for my wife has been written long ago."

Hearing this, Qiaomei's eyes widened, and she couldn't think of a reason to stop, so she could only follow the woman. Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked to the back door, before he stepped out of the threshold, he was stopped by two cold-faced guards.

"The father-in-law is walking with the wife, and the idlers wait."

Ome wanted to refute a few words, but seeing that the sabre around their waist was out of its sheath, reflecting the dignified cold light in the sunlight, she couldn't help but shudder, and she didn't dare to say anything.

Zhuo Lian got in the carriage and found that Qingmei had not followed. She opened the curtain, just about to speak, the wheels creaked and rolled forward, and the alley quickly disappeared in front of her eyes.

After half an hour, the carriage left the capital and was walking on the dirt road in the country. There were not a few crops farming around. Even if the weather was not hot, they had to face the loess and back to the sky. Body hot and sweaty.

According to the original plot, Huan Shen will become Zhen Guo Gong in six years. Everything has changed because of her intervention, but the Seventh Prince and Fan Zhujun, as the protagonists in the storybook, must have great ambitions. What kind of moths can be made again, how can the young and old in the family be able to bear it?

Zhuo Lian was thinking about how to reveal what happened in the future to Huan Shen. He didn't even notice the carriage stopped until the curtain was lifted from the outside, and the handsome face of the man appeared straight in front of her. This reacted.

"arrive?"

Huan Shen nodded, grasping his slender arm, and with a little effort, he led the person out of the carriage.

"This Zhuangzi is taken care of by the farmer on weekdays. The land deed is kept in the warehouse. If you want any fresh fruits and vegetables, you can just talk to Chen Zhuangtou."

Young men and women stand side by side, men are handsome and proud, and women are gorgeous.

Chen Zhuangtou learned that the father-in-law was coming, and hurriedly ran to the front, saluting with a smile on his face, "The little one has seen the father-in-law and the wife."

Since Zhuolian combed a woman's hair style, it was reasonable for Zhuangtou to have a misunderstanding. Just as she tried to explain, she felt that her cuff was torn off.

Huan Shen coughed slightly and asked, "Can the garden be repaired?"

Chen Zhuang nodded his head again and again, "Don't worry, grandpa, you have hired dozens of craftsmen for two to three months, and you have already packed up."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhuo Lian was like Zhang Er's monk, completely confused, and could only follow Huan Shen and walk along the path. In less than a quarter of an hour, I smelled a light floral fragrance before my nose.

She took a closer look and realized that there was a sea of ​​flowers in front of her.

The pink-purple roses are in full bloom, like clouds and mist, like smoke and clouds, the flower buds are beautiful and dripping, and the colorful butterflies dance lightly. The fragrance just smelled comes from here.

Zhuo Lian fixedly watched for a long time and asked, "Why do you think of building a rose garden here?"

Huan Shen folded a rose and handed it to the woman, and the soft petals brushed her cheeks, making it itch.

"My mother mentioned to me in the letter that you love rose dew the most, and rose is also a good material for wine making. If you can make good wine, you will be more happy."

Zhuo Lian did not expect that he would hear such words from Huan Shen's mouth. The fragrance of the rose lingering around was like a drug, inhaled into the abdominal cavity, and flowed through the body along the blood, until the limbs, which made her feel confused. The stone pestle is in place, unable to move at all.

Huan Shen shook her hand and murmured in a low voice, "Buddha always has compassion in his heart. Even if a wicked person with sin falls into a sea of ​​bitterness, he still has the opportunity to turn his head back. I know that I am shameless, but I am the only one in my heart. For more than a thousand days and nights, neither love nor thoughts have changed."

The red rose was inserted between the temples, and Jiaorui matched the face of the face, with a few strands of hair scattered on the cheeks, adding a touch of lovely amorous feelings.

Huan Shen was short of breath for a few minutes, only to feel itchy, she hugged the person directly in his arms.

Zhuo Lian struggled a few times subconsciously, and when he heard the young man's violent heartbeat, he slowly stopped, as if he was frozen.

Standing next to him, Chen Zhuangtou looked at the pair of men and women who were embracing each other, and kept backing away. He spent more than a year in the Zhuangzi, and he also knew how much his father-in-law cares about the woman in front of him. The rose garden is connected to the valley behind it. Not only the scenery is excellent, but the water and soil are also quite lush. If it is built, if the wife is not satisfied, it would be too unreasonable.

The arm that was at the back of the waist grabbed her tightly into her arms, Zhuo Lian's heart beat violently, almost breathless.

"Chen Zhuangtou is still there, please let go."

The original porcelain-white cheeks stained a little pink at some point, Huan Shen's Adam's apple slipped for a moment, and replied hoarsely: "It's okay, he's an informed and interesting person, and he has already left."

Zhuo Lian was so helpless that he stretched out his hand and squeezed the man's arm, but this man didn't seem to notice the pain and didn't move.

"Now the prince is more and more dissatisfied with the three princes, and the situation in the capital is also extremely severe. You have been fighting in the border city, so don't let others take advantage of it."

Although the prince and the third prince are the same compatriots, there is only one throne. As the prince, as a protagonist, he can be mediocre, and no one can shake his position. Compared with him, the three princes are not only brave and talented, but also have the world in mind. Even Emperor Dehong has moved to change the mind of the prince, otherwise the East Palace will not be confused.

The so-called snipe and clam fight, the fisherman gains. The Seventh Prince has a deep mind in the city. He has been keeping a low profile for the past few years and marrying Fan Zhujun as a concubine. He must have made a lot of preparations secretly. If Huan Shen was calculated by him, how could the Huan family end up?

The chin rested on the soft shoulders, his black eyes stared at the red ear beads, Huan Shen's mouth was dry, vaguely said: "Is Lian Niang caring about me?"

"Is there any eggs in the nest? I can't let the whole family fall into a crisis. Mother and Yun'er are weak and can't be frightened."

There was a warm touch from the earlobe, Zhuo Lian's body was stiff, his cheeks flushed thoroughly, and he couldn't help but yell: "When is this, you haven't been in shape yet!"

Huan Shen dreamed of holding his beloved woman in his arms, how could he let it go easily? He put his arms around his slender waist, sniffed the sweet fragrance deeply, and said in a low voice, "Niang Lian, don't worry, the three princes are both virtuous and talented, and the saint knows in his heart that he won't make fun of Jiangshan Sheji."