so annoying



so annoying

Wen Jingzhao picked her up horizontally. She grabbed the fabric on his chest, put her other hand around his neck, and patted his back, "...It's really annoying."

"Who's annoying? Me?" Wen Jingzhao's voice was clear and with a hint of a smile. He placed one hand on the soft flesh on her waist and gently kneaded it, causing her to laugh out loud because of the tickling. "Haha, it's itchy, don't touch me."

Wen Jingzhao shifted his gaze from the side of her head, turned around and locked the door with one hand, "Put me down?" He Yingchun felt that she was not light either, and she was not a child anymore.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Wen Jingzhao saw that her face was rosy, and it seemed that she was better.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, just my waist is sore." Maybe it hurt so much because yesterday was the first day.

The two entered the hut. "Are you hungry? Have you eaten dinner?" Wen Jingzhao put her on the edge of the bed. "Eat, you can rest now."

He went to the main room to boil water for a bath. He Yingchun was not convenient to take a bath, so she simply washed up and changed into a new menstrual belt.

He Yingchun has to make braised food tomorrow morning, so she prepared the necessary vegetables in the kitchen so she can cook it as soon as she gets up.

When Wen Jingzhao came back, he had already finished washing. He was wearing thin clothes that were slightly damp. When he walked over, his waist and abdominal muscles were faintly visible.

He Yingchun shuddered at the sight, "You don't feel cold either."

She prepared another hot water bottle, filled both with hot water, and placed one under her feet and the other at her stomach.

"Wipe your hair." She handed Wen Jingzhao a towel and asked him to dry his hair.

Wen Jingzhao took the handkerchief and looked up. "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"

He had asked several times, and He Yingchun thought he was afraid she was still feeling uncomfortable, but then she thought about how she had helped wash pants during the day, and her heart softened, and she quickly said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Okay, come and help me dry my hair."

“…” He Yingchun was speechless.

He sat down with a short stool, his hands on the edge of the kang, his head tilted lazily, water droplets sliding down his temples and falling onto his collarbone, inexplicably seductive.

Tsk, He Yingchun took the towel resignedly and wiped his hair from top to bottom. His hair was very smooth, thick and sleek, and it looked dark brown in the sunlight. She moved lightly and inadvertently brushed across Wen Jingzhao's earlobe, which felt a little itchy.

Wen Jingzhao's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his half-closed eyes and looked at her.

I don’t know if it’s because she just washed her face or drank some water, but He Yingchun’s lips are moist and her lip beads are full. At this moment, she purses her lips gently, her eyes are clear and gentle, reflecting his reflection.

"I think it's almost done." He Yingchun lightly brushed the hair on the back of his head. The ends of his hair were almost dry. She smiled, the corners of her lips raised, revealing her white teeth, her eyes sparkling. "Okay!"

Wen Jingzhao turned around, raised his hand and touched her chubby earlobe, then moved his big hand along the earlobe to the back of her head. With some force, He Yingchun lowered her head and touched his lips.

Although she was on top and he was on the bottom, Wen Jingzhao's lips and tongue were so forceful that she always thought they were in the opposite positions.

Wen Jingzhao touched the hairpin on her head. It was carved from jasper and connected by gold thread. The hollow pattern in the middle was elegant and simple yet beautiful. He saw it as soon as he entered the room. It looked like an ordinary hairpin, but it was indeed very valuable. It was definitely not something He Yingchun bought herself.

"Who sent it?"

"A hairpin?" He Yingchun was a little short of oxygen, her head was dizzy, she blinked, "Does it look good? Boss Heng gave it to her to celebrate the opening of the noodle shop and to thank me for teaching her about the special dishes." She thought it was hush money, but she couldn't tell Wen Jingzhao this.

"He gave you a hairpin?" Wen Jingzhao's eyes were deep and almost black as he looked at him quietly, his tone calm.

He Yingchun regained consciousness. Damn it, she looked dead again. However, she had promised to keep the secret, so she couldn't tell the other person that she was a woman. This gift was not meant to be given by a man.

She blamed herself for being vain today. She figured she didn't usually wear anything fancy, so this simple hairpin looked fine. But Wen Jingzhao hadn't expected her to be so discerning. "Boss Heng probably didn't mean anything else..."

Wen Jingzhao snorted coldly, picked up the annoying hairpin and threw it aside.

"He knew our relationship, but he still gave you a hairpin, causing a rift between us. Does he have any other intentions?"

"You're right. I won't wear it anymore. Now that my hair is dry, let's go to bed." He Yingchun smiled flatteringly and kissed the corner of his mouth. "My stomach feels uncomfortable again. Can you help me rub it?"

Wen Jingzhao pursed his lips and stared at her for a few seconds, unable to tell whether she was truly upset or pretending to be.

He lifted his legs and lay down, put one hand on the hot water bottle to warm it up, and then rubbed her belly, "Something is lost."

"Yeah, okay." He Yingchun lay flat on her back, looking particularly well-behaved.

"I have to leave the city tomorrow and won't be back for three to five days." After a long while, Wen Jingzhao finally got down to business. He Yingchun leaned over and took his arm. "Are you going to the war?"

"Don't worry about anything else. It's not dangerous." Wen Jingzhao opened his eyes. "I'm not at home. If you encounter any problems, go to Li Bin. If he can't solve it, take my letter to find Ma Tongguang."

"I understand." He Yingchun nodded. Her restaurant was a small one, and the people coming and going were just people eating. What big deal could there be?

"Have you recruited any helpers?" "No, I'm planning to look for Madam Wang. If she can help, it will save us a lot of trouble."

Wen Jingzhao nodded, "As long as you know what's going on, that's fine."

"Also." Wen Jingzhao increased the strength in his hands, "Don't accept any inappropriate gifts, and stay away from that Jiangyuelou guy."

What's so shameful about it? He Yingchun complained in her heart, he is running a business, a legitimate boss, it's just that his identity was exposed last time, so it's really inconvenient for the two of them to have more contact.

"Hmm?" He Yingchun didn't answer. Wen Jingzhao walked in along the hem of her clothes and poked her waist with his index finger. The force was not strong, just the warm hand touching her skin. She moved her waist and couldn't help trembling.

"I know. I'm too busy with business every day. Just be quiet." He Yingchun pulled her hand away.

"Who's going to be quiet?" Wen Jingzhao pressed forward instead of retreating. "Hmm?" His voice was right beside her ear, and he asked knowingly. His fingers seemed to be playing the guqin, moving and twisting. Her scalp tingled and she got goose bumps. "...It's annoying. Stop it..."

After making a fuss for a while, Wen Jingzhao stopped when he saw He Yingchun's chest heaving and her cheeks flushed, as if she had been severely bullied.

"sleep."

"Where are you going?" He Yingchun covered the opening in the quilt tightly.

Wen Jingzhao stood up and pulled open another quilt, spread it out, and got into the cold quilt, saying in a cold tone, "You don't think I'm annoying, so I'll stay away from you."

“…” Annoying, He Yingchun turned over and said, “Sleep!”

He Yingchun was half asleep and half awake when suddenly the sound of war drums rang in her ears. The mark on her heart seemed to be burning, as if red-hot iron was touching her skin, and the smell of burning filled her nostrils.

There was endless darkness before her eyes, and gradually countless iron knights came pouring in, encroaching on her vision. It was densely packed with endless smoke and flames of war.

He Yingchun struggled to open her eyes, but her soul was locked in darkness, with no peace. She couldn't even lift her eyelids, as if a heavy weight was pressing down on her, and heart-wrenching pain spread in her chest.

Then, yellow sand filled the air, corpses littered the ground. Barefoot, she ran helplessly, calling out, shouting, screaming, “Wen Jingzhao! Wen Jingzhao!” She called out a vague name, who was Wen Jingzhao…

Wen Jingzhao! Don't die!

Her eyes were bloodshot as she saw a broken corpse before her eyes. The arm was broken, leaving only half of the body, a bloodstained face, and raven-feather eyelashes drooping, without a sound.

The overwhelming grief surged over her like a tide, drowning her. She used her hand to feel Wen Jingzhao's breath, and touched his heart with her hand without giving up. There was a space in the burning place, and it no longer beat.

Snowflakes were flying all around her, and her consciousness was vague, like an elderly person, falling numbly into endless darkness.

"Hu, hu, hu." He Yingchun woke up sobbing. Her pillow was wet, a hot water bottle was pressing on her heart, and her chest was covered in red.

No wonder it felt hot. She took away the hot water bottle and rubbed her chest. It was just a little red, nothing serious.

"Wen Jingzhao..." She murmured to herself, wiped the corners of her eyes, and felt the tears on her face.

She got up, folded the quilt, went downstairs to put on her shoes, washed her face, woke up a little, and looked out the window.

Only then did she realize that it was still dark outside, so she went back to the kang and lay down with her eyes closed. Although she couldn't fall asleep, she could still take a nap for a while.

What you think about during the day you dream about at night. Wen Jingzhao had been gone for two days and had not returned yet, so she felt a little uneasy.

I don’t know whether he took the small porcelain bottle. He didn’t use the six elixirs in it last time, and I hope he won’t need them this time either.

She muttered a few words silently, "Peace and safety, peace and safety..."

At this moment, under the cliff,

"How is it?" Zhang Chao looked up from the bottom. The mountain wall was almost vertical. He pulled the intricate vines.

"It's not easy to climb. There aren't many stress points, and there's dew in some places, so it's quite humid." Soldiers who are good at climbing all said so. It is indeed difficult to climb.

Zhang Chao nodded, turned to Wen Jingzhao and said, "Are you okay? How are your injuries?" They encountered a pack of wolves on the way here. In order to save him, Wen Jingzhao was grabbed by the wolves and injured.

Wen Jingzhao was injured in his hand, the wound was to the bone, and there was no doctor to see him, so he bandaged it with a cloth bandage. At this moment, the blood had seeped through the white cloth and was sticky to his hand.

He glanced at the cliff face. Climbing up there would probably cripple his hands. He swallowed a magical pill while drinking water. "I'll take a break. I can climb up."

"Don't be so stubborn. If you can't do it, just stay down there. All the generals coming this time are brave. Look, I, your brother, will kill them all." Zhang Chao was afraid that he would try to hold on.

Wen Jingzhao sneered. The main reason why Zhang Chao was still alive today was because of his cleverness, and also because of his ability to flatter people and make them feel refreshed.

"What? Do you look down on me?" Zhang Chao stiffened his neck, grabbed the vine with one hand, and pretended to go up.

Wen Jingzhao suddenly looked up and said, "It's coming down."

Another soldier who went up to fix the rope came down, and the rope hung down with a small piece left.

Zhang Chao pulled the rope and said, "It's quite strong..."

"Ah!!!" Another soldier who went up to fix the rope fell down.

"Hurry over!" Zhang Chao ran over quickly.

Such a high altitude, such a great impact.

"Bang!" It fell heavily to the ground with a loud noise.

Wen Jingzhao's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Zhang Chao.

"Hurry! Save them!"

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