Chapter 1133 Sister Feng: I owed you my last life!
Chapter 1133 Sister Feng: I owed you... my last life!
Jinling, Ningguofu
Jia Heng still didn't know how to subdue himself when Empress Song was thinking about her. After bidding farewell to Chen Xiao, he walked slowly along the corridor to the back house again. After walking a short distance, he couldn't help but be stunned.
I saw under the gable wall at the corner of the corridor, a young woman wearing a vermilion pomegranate skirt with a green bun like a cloud. Her jade face is gorgeous. Under the willow eyebrows, a pair of phoenix eyes painted with light eye shadow are charming. Her red lips are not opened.
Xiao Xianwen asked, "Where are you going, brother Heng?"
This injustice was intentional. Where was the energy to let her serve him like a lowly prostitute? Now he is avoiding her these days?
Could it be that the novelty has worn off, so I just discarded it like worn out shoes?
This is an idiom that Sister Feng has just learned recently, because he who wears worn shoes has broken shoes.
Jia Heng said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng, go to Miaoyu's side."
As he said that, he glanced at Sister Feng, said nothing, turned around and walked along the corridor to the inner room.
Sister Feng said: "I have something to tell Brother Heng about Miaoyu. Brother Heng, alas, stay here."
Sister Feng was so angry that she felt aggrieved and angry.
This maggot-minded evil is intentional!
Jia Heng turned his eyes to look at the young woman who seemed to be eating him, and said softly: "Sister-in-law Feng has something to say that we can't say until now, um... that's okay."
But his hand was held tightly by a pair of catkins with a bit of coolness.
It seemed like she was really holding back to allow Sister Feng to take such initiative. She must have been blowing the cool breeze for a while, and her little hands were very cold.
It's not that Sister Feng is shameless, it's that he and Sister Feng really didn't look like they were mistaken for each other.
Being made to bend down and serve again, and being tossed in different ways, inevitably gave the young woman Hua Xin the illusion that she and her husband were living together in harmony.
Sister Feng's rosy face was filled with aura. When she heard this, her heart turned from anger to joy, and then she led Jia Heng to the back house.
At this moment, the lanterns on the eaves of the corridor lengthened the figures of the two people.
While Jia Heng was speaking, he walked into Sister Feng's courtyard and came to the inner room. At this moment, a scent of powder like orchid and musk came from the room.
At this moment, Ping'er was already sitting quietly in the room. When he raised his eyes, he saw the two people coming hand in hand. He smiled and said, "Uncle, grandma is back."
Grandma finally blocked the uncle.
In fact, not only Sister Feng, but also Ping'er sometimes felt that these two were a couple.
The young man in python suit was powerful, he was a first-class Duke, and an important minister of the court. Only in this way could he subdue the strong-natured grandma.
Jia Heng sat down, looked at Ping'er, who had picturesque features and plump figure, and chuckled: "Ping'er, do you have any good tea? I'll have some."
"Dragon Well in the West Lake, give it to Brother Heng." Sister Feng's gorgeous jade face brings out a sense of glamour, and her smile is all over her face, making people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze.
Ping'er let out a soft "Oh", then turned around and picked up a teapot to make tea for Jia Heng.
Sister Feng reached out and took Jia Heng's arm and said softly: "Brother Heng, let's go to the back room to talk."
Jia Heng didn't say much. He followed Sister Feng into the hall one after another. Before the beauty could say anything, he took the initiative to hug her. He leaned close to the earlobe with pearl earrings and said, "I miss me."
Right, Sister-in-law Feng?"
Sister Feng was so happy that she felt half of her body softened, but she said: "Brother Heng, you...don't do this?"
Jia Heng: "???"
Then I leave?
Before the beauty could say anything, suddenly, her body was turned towards her, and she saw that her enemy was approaching her. Her heart skipped a beat, and her heavy conscience trembled under her fair and beautiful neck.
Jia Heng held up that slightly sharp melon-seed face, illuminated by the light. Just as the original book said, he had slender eyebrows, red and phoenix eyes, a slender body, and a coquettish physique.
Sister Feng pursed her lips and looked at the handsome young man with a condescending and scrutinizing look in his eyes. For some reason, she felt the beating heart of a young girl in love with spring. She lowered her eyes with anticipation and shyness.
At this moment, Jia Heng couldn't help but move closer, her pink lips delicate and delicate, with a hint of dodge.
In fact, in the past, she was all lustful and ruthless, but this time it was just a touch of tenderness that had been tempered over time that was given to Sister Feng.
Sister Feng stretched out her hands to caress the young man's shoulders, and her slender fingers grasped the dragon's head on the python robe and curled it together. Young wife Hua Xin felt the slow erosion, and her heart was gradually filled with sweetness.
After a while, Jia Heng picked up Sister Feng, held her in his arms, and asked, "Sister-in-law Feng."
Sister Feng's jade cheeks were slightly red and she whispered: "Brother Heng..."
What kind of tricks does this good guy do?
Jia Heng's voice was already somewhat unclear as he said, "Sister-in-law Feng, what did you just say you want to tell me?"
He is truly capitalist...Old Man Le.
At this moment, Sister Feng's gorgeous cheeks were as red as clouds, as brilliant as brocade, and her voice was slightly trembling. Looking at the young man enjoying the gluttonous feast, she couldn't help but feel a sense of embarrassment in her heart.
This is a first-class Duke. Damn, it’s not like she is obsessed with her body or something.
But this thought had not been in my heart for too long, and I felt waves of tremors coming from my heart. But not long after, my delicate body felt like being struck by lightning, and the young woman Hua Xin looked in a daze, and she could not control herself.
Sister Feng's cheeks were red, Danfeng's eyes were sparkling, and her voice was a little intermittent as she said: "Brother Heng, Miaoyu didn't eat much before and her body was a little weak. How is she doing now?"
At this moment, Ping'er, who was standing by a splendid screen with mountains and rivers, heard and saw it. His white and plump face flushed slightly, and the teacup he held in both hands almost trembled, and he walked towards the outside.
Jia Heng hugged Sister Feng and sat on the bed, leaned close to the beauty's ear, and whispered: "I will spend more time with her these days, eat something with her, and take care of things."
Sister Feng narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a trembling voice: "It would be better if you were kinder. I see that her body is too weak and it is not good for the fetus."
"Well, that's what I thought too." Jia Heng sighed and thought to himself, when did Sister Feng have such empathy?
Jia Heng gently untied her skirt, as if a full moon was falling into her arms, and then there seemed to be an autumn wind blowing outside the window, and the sound of snapping bamboo joints was crisp and bright, as if the world had become brighter.
Sister Feng raised her eyebrows, a look of anger covered her pink jade face, and said, "You..."
But he didn't know what to scold, and then his heart trembled, but he saw the young man hugging him again.
Sister Feng was a little intoxicated, her eyes were as full as water, without the sharp look in the past, she pursed her lips that still had a soft breath, and said shyly: "You are my enemy, I owe you... in my last life!"
The first-class prince of the Han Dynasty relied on his power to bully her, a widow. What else could she do?
Jia Heng calmed down and said seriously: "It's been really hard on you to take care of me inside and outside in Jinling during this period. Can I tell you something?"
Jin Chai really lacks such an intimate person around him.
Sister Feng bit her pink lips and whispered, "What's the matter?"
Jia Heng said warmly: "Sister-in-law Feng, let me tell you something. I tell you to listen."
Sister Feng's beautiful jade face under her bun, her cheeks as red as drunkenness, she spat and said, "Don't even think about it."
She is really used to bullying her, over and over again, endlessly.
Jia Heng plastic surgery calmed his expression and said softly: "Then I'm leaving."
When Sister Feng heard this, she snorted coldly and cursed secretly in her heart.
However, don't pay attention to the young man, otherwise the bastard will get up and leave again while talking.
Just as the sharp blade was unsheathed, Sister Feng was hit on the cheek, and her red and phoenix eyes showed anger, saying: ""
Jia Heng looked calm and said in a low voice: "The maritime trade here in Jinling should be a good income in the past few months."
Sister Feng glared at Jia Heng, opened her lips slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Thank you for being the first-class Duke..."
As he spoke, his voice began to falter.
Jia Heng whispered: "Recently, the navy will attack the Tai and Peng Islands. After they are captured, the DPRK and China will develop the islands for the purpose of sailing to Southeast Asia in the future. Hiss..."
He lowered his head to look at the beauty who was the Phoenix of the Three Prehistoric Tribes making a pilgrimage to Buzhou Mountain. He was startled and whispered: "Don't make trouble, let me talk to you about business matters."
Sister Feng's eyebrows were raised, her bright eyes were filled with shame, she couldn't help but spit, and said softly: "I'll let you offend me sooner or later..."
Humph, she just couldn't bear it.
Jia Heng's face paused, and he stared at the outside window and the sunlight floating in the courtyard. He didn't know when it was already afternoon, and a touch of thoughtfulness inevitably appeared on his face, and he whispered: "When the time comes, we can be on the island.
If it is widely developed, it will have a foothold in Australia."
Sister Feng asked: "When?"
With that said, the beauty stood up. Now her legs were numb, not just her legs.
Jia Heng hugged the beautiful Sister Feng, sighed, and whispered: "This winter or next spring, I hope everything goes well."
Sister Feng's eyebrows were filled with embarrassment, and she glared at the young man with her beautiful eyes, and asked curiously: "You are also a first-class Duke now. So when are you going to take Sister Xue's position as the Imperial Lady?"
I don’t know if she will ever have a chance in this life to be named a royal wife or something.
"I will ask you to seal it after this war." Jia Heng held Sister Feng's plump waist in front of her, raised her sword eyebrows, and couldn't help but deepen her eyes a little, with a look of joy on her face, and said: "Well, Sister Feng is so
miss me?"
Thinking about this brought tears to his eyes, but it was okay. He lived up to his name, so he might as well leave because there were so few people traveling. Now that the horse was slippery, it reminded him of Zhou Bangyan, who wrote poems for Master Li.
Well, that's really weird...forget it.
Under Sister Feng's curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her narrow red phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, her jade cheeks showed a hint of blush, her voice trembled slightly, and she said softly: "Who thought you were a heartless person?"
"That's right, Sister-in-law Feng was born like this, it's unknown." Jia Heng said, and suddenly stood up.
Sister Feng was startled, and quickly hugged the young man's neck tightly, scolding: "You...you, don't be ridiculous."
Even if a skilled person is brave, he would not take such risks.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, his voice suddenly became high and low, with a hint of melancholy, and he said softly: "Actually, Sister Xue's affairs are easier to handle, but it's Sister Lin."
Not only Daiyu, but also others such as Baoqin and others.
Sister Feng's eyes were cold and stern, and she said coquettishly: "If you provoke them, they are not like ordinary people who let you bully them."
Jia Heng didn't speak anymore, but once again thought of the Jiangnan New Deal mentioned by Gao Zhongping, which was like a whip spread across every land. When he heard the sound of whipping, his eyes flashed, and he lowered his eyes to look at Zhen Zhenran.
If there is no Huohao Guigong, no matter how good the new policy is, it will still be a bad policy.
However, Sister Feng can be quite clingy sometimes. Although her temperament is a bit sinister, her infatuation and attachment that she sometimes reveals also make people feel a little complicated.
The two talked for a while, until in the evening, when the dusk fell, Jia Heng carried Sister Feng to the bed and said warmly: "Sister-in-law Feng, it's evening, it's time to eat."
Sister Feng's hair was scattered, and strands of sweat clung to her beautiful face. She buried her head in the brocade quilt. Her voice was no longer as commanding as it was after she was used to giving orders. Instead, it was full of bone-crushing tenderness, and she said: "Heng
Brother, I’m not hungry.”
Jia Heng: "..."
You're not hungry, I'm hungry, and besides... I just need to drink enough water.
Jia Heng said warmly: "It will be time for others to come over later."
After saying that, I got up and talked a lot. I was really hungry and my stomach started to growl.
Sister Feng's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, her mind suddenly moved, and she couldn't help but secretly spit.
Jia Heng didn't say much. He stood up and whispered: "It's getting dark."
Sister Feng now pulled a quilt to cover her delicate body. She kept cursing secretly, gently caressing her slightly swollen belly, and asked tentatively: "What if I have a child?"
Jia Heng pulled Sister Feng over, hugged the beauty's delicate body, and said, "Sister-in-law Feng, do you want to have a baby?"
Sister Feng nodded and said softly: "I am a widow and unemployed. If I am pregnant with a child, I don't know how much gossip there will be."
"that's true."
Sister Feng: "..."
Wouldn't this heartless person not let her have a child?
Jia Heng smiled and said: "Okay, stop thinking so much, just have a baby if you want. Our family can't afford it."
As he spoke, he gently lifted a strand of hair from Hua Xin's ear.
Sister Feng was so happy that something sweet seemed to well up in her heart, and she whispered: "Really?"
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "I just have to cover it up, why not give Ping'er to me and put it in her name."
The joy on Sister Feng's face faded like a tide, and she asked: "You just had Ping'er's idea in mind, right?"
Jealousy suddenly arose in his heart. Although he originally planned to give Ping'er to him, who made him miss him like this?
Jia Heng said: "Isn't she your maid? She follows you wherever you go."
Ping'er poured tea for the two of them outside. When he heard this, he felt his delicate body tremble slightly, and her originally soft body couldn't control herself. What was this pair of enemies doing with her while they were quarreling?
Jia Heng took Sister Feng's bare hand and said softly: "What's there to be jealous about?"
Sister Feng's cheeks were red with embarrassment. She snorted and cursed: "Who would be jealous of you? Even the men of your Jia family are greedy and full of greed. A bad melon on a vine. Alas..."
Just as he was about to speak, his eyes narrowed and he whispered: "You, what are you going to do..."
Jia Heng leaned close to her ear and said coldly: "Which Jia family man did Sister-in-law Feng think of?"
Under Sister Feng's beautiful eyebrows, her beautiful eyes widened, and her heart was both angry and ashamed. However, before she finished speaking, she felt that her heart was trembling and she couldn't control herself.
And the urgent question that came to my ears was of course not the question of who to save first after falling into the river, but who was me or Duke Xu of Xu Bei...
I don’t know how long it took, but Sister Feng’s beautiful eyes opened slightly and her voice was almost out of tune and she said: "You, you..."
She cursed in her heart, this heartless guy knew how to bully her, and she would be dependent on him for the rest of her life.
As the night fell and the lanterns came on, Jia Heng gently pinched Sister Feng's chin, looked at the beauty with rosy cheeks and charming red and phoenix eyes, and said in a cold voice: "This is the first time. From now on, you can only have me in your heart.
Did you hear that?"
Sister Feng was looking at the young man with longing eyes, and she felt a strong attachment in her heart.
This is her man.
She can't live without him in this life.
Jia Heng looked solemn and said in a low voice: "Okay, it's already midnight. We've been talking all afternoon. We really can't spend the night here."
In fact, I really talked before.
Sister Feng's beautiful cheeks were wet with sweat, as red as clouds, and as beautiful as flowers. When she opened her voice, her soft and charming voice said reluctantly, "Then you can leave first."
At this moment, she couldn't move at all.
Jia Heng didn't say much. He got up, straightened his clothes, left the wing, and just came to the hall. He met Ping'er and asked, "Ping'er, your grandma is going to bed. Go over and wait for her."
Ping'er said shyly: "Uncle Heng."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Go."
Ping'er's jade cheeks were as red as a blush, and she turned around and went to the side room.
Jia Heng looked calm and walked out of the courtyard where Sister Feng was, and returned along the corridor, preparing to take a bath and change clothes before looking for Miaoyu.
While talking, he came to the study and asked Qingwen to prepare hot water.
"Back." Chen Xiao said sarcastically.
Jia Heng said softly: "Xiaoxiao, have you always been here?"
It was obvious that the book had not been read for a few pages before it really looked like it. It was obvious that even though they got married to him, they still had not changed their habit.
Of course, it may also be to help him look out, worried that something like this might happen if Bao Qin breaks in again.
Chen Xiao looked silent and said, "When will you go to Suzhou?"
"After meeting Yuan Tu." Jia Heng looked deeply and said in a low voice.
It will take some time for the admiral of the Guangdong Navy and the relevant generals of the Fuzhou Navy and Hangzhou Navy to arrive at Jinling.
While the two were talking, Qingwen's voice came from outside, "Sir, the hot water is ready."
"I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to take a bath. I have to go to Miaoyu's place today." Jia Heng said softly.
Most of the time today, Sister Feng was delayed and did not have dinner with Miaoyu. I wonder if Miaoyu would be angry with him.
Chen Xiao's face was as frosty as frost, and she said in a cold voice: "Just go."
Watching the young man leave, he shook his head. Ever since he was granted the title of first-class Duke, this man has become a bit of a wild horse. I hope that he will not be too presumptuous when he comes to Jiangnan.
Now is not the time to create extraneous branches.
Jia Heng went to the bathroom where he usually took a bath and took a bath with Qingwen for a while. Then without stopping, he went to the courtyard where Miaoyu was to stay with the young literary girl who was pregnant, sentimental and in urgent need of companionship.
Although it was Hai hour, the lights in the wing where Miaoyu lived were still bright, like a lighthouse in the dark night, guiding travelers to the other side of the sea of suffering, like the lights on the stove waiting for the return of a beloved.
I recommend a book called "Usurping Mongolia: I was a National Preceptor in the Golden Family". It is a book that travels through the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties. It is very interesting and looks at this period of history from an unconventional perspective.
Readers who are interested in this historical period can take a look.
