The Prematurely Deceased Fiance Dressed As a Heroine - Chapter 171 eighteen

Li Ling came suddenly and walked quickly, except for taking away a thousand soldiers and horses, which seemed to leave no trace.

But in fact, the impact is still there. At least he had come this time, and everyone knew in their hearts that there would be no Western Expedition within this year. The tense string in my heart is loosened, and I can arrange things more calmly.

Wen Fei's life suddenly became easier. In addition to rushing to the barracks every day and spending half a day dealing with military affairs, the rest of the winter was restored. She has more time to accompany Chu Xi, and the two are not always sticking together, but they are doing their own things, and occasionally looking up to see each other is also pleasant.

For example, Wen Fei still has to lead soldiers to fight, so he can't lose the ability to mount and shoot, but Chu Xi is obviously not interested in this. So the most common scene in the General's Mansion is Wen Fei sweating like rain in the schoolyard, while Chu Xi is sitting in the shade of a tree reading a book and drinking tea.

Neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with it. When Wen Fei came back with sweating after practicing riding and shooting, Chu Xi would put down the scroll in her hand and pour a cup of herbal tea for her. Wen Fei quenched his thirst after drinking tea. If he is willing, he will be a little coquettish. At this time, he will probably enjoy the benefits of wiping off the sweat with his wife's hands.

Of course, Chu Xi would also refuse, occasionally pushing people away with her face, with a look of disgust: "You know that you are all sweaty, so what else are you going to get in front of me? Aren't you afraid to smoke me? Why don't you go and wash it soon." "

Wen Fei wronged Baba, and then obediently got out and took a bath.

The days are so salty and not light, calm and comfortable, and it's summer in a blink of an eye.

The winter in Beizhou is very cold, with heavy snow and ice for thousands of miles. But after the summer, it was not much better than Chang'an. The same heat was very hot, and it added a bit of dryness, which made people feel more and more intolerable.

Chu Xi was very uncomfortable. Even if he stayed in the house was very sultry, but looking at the ground white outside the house, there was no desire to step out. So that Wen Fei wanted his wife to accompany him to ride and shoot. But staying in the house is not so easy. The worst part is that there is no ice available.

Yu Dong was very upset. He often fanned Chu Xi while muttering: "In winter, the snow is so thick and there is so much ice. Why didn't you even think about saving some? And this Beizhou city, it looks not small. In summer, there is not even a seller of ice!"

The General's Mansion is rich and rich. Even if you can buy ice to survive, you can afford it, but if you don't have to sell it, it's very disheartening.

So within two days, Chu Xi discussed with Wen Fei about storing ice in winter—in fact, it’s not that difficult. The easiest way is to dig a few wells and dig out large chunks in the cold winter. Put the ice in the well for storage, and then open the seal to fetch the ice when it is needed in summer. And the reason why no one in Beizhou did this was mostly because of the unrest in the past wars. They had to be very careful to survive, and no one cared about Bing anymore.

This was not a big deal. Wen Fei agreed without thinking about it. Then he remembered that next summer he might be on the road to the west. But Chu Xi always wants to stay at home, and hiding the ice is just right for her to use.

There is very little rain in Beizhou in the summer, and Chu Xi has become more reluctant to go out, but not going out does not mean that she stays in the room all day long and does nothing.

When Wen Fei returned from the barracks that day, he saw that the yard was full of books, and the pages of the books were rustling when a gust of wind passed. She looked up at the shining sun, and didn't have to think about it to know that the daughter-in-law was publishing a book.

Speaking of the two married, the Chu family gave Chu Xi a lot of dowry, but the most valuable of them was the two car books. At this time, unlike the later generations, you can buy any books you want. This is a family runaway and monopolized. The age of knowledge. For ordinary people, perhaps they will never see a book in their entire lives, and it is even more difficult for those with inadequate knowledge to get ahead.

It is no exaggeration to say that even today's royal family's collection is not as good as the heritage of a thousand-year-old family. As a married woman, Chu Xi can bring so many books to marry him. Firstly, the family values ​​her, and secondly, it may not be a good show to Wen Fei.

Who is Wen Fei and her uncle's origins are not good, the foundation is really incomparable to a third-rate family.

These two carts of books are the foundation that Chu family gave to Wen Fei. Perhaps many of them are not authentic, but even the knowledge copied from them is extremely precious. Therefore, this time going north, knowing that returning to Chang'an is far away, Chu Xi took both of these books with him. Today's book publishing is not fake. She took out all the books by herself and opened them for publication.

When Wen Fei came back, Chu Xi didn't know how long she had been busy, her small face was flushed from the sun, but her eyes were shiny when she looked at the books in the yard. She looked up until a shadow was cast, and found that Wen Fei was back.

Chu Xi straightened her waist and wiped her sweat: "Are you back?"

Wen Fei looked a little distressed, and took the person straight to the shade under the porch. Then he said, "Just let the servant do the book drying. Aren't you afraid of heat? Looking at the sun drying, you are not afraid of heatstroke. ?!"

Chu Xi didn't struggle, and just smiled: "It is you who think I don't want to bask in the sun on weekdays, but you are still the one who is afraid that I will bask in the sun."

Wen Fei smiled after hearing it, "Yes, yes, it's all me." After he said that, he raised his head and touched Chu Xi's blushing cheeks, feeling a bit hot: "People who don't usually get in the sun, this is a violent one today. Seeing that this face is flushed from the sun, I am not afraid of it."

Chu Xi touched her cheek when she heard the words, but she didn't care too much: "Okay, then I will collect it when the sun goes down."

But did not wait until the sun went down.

The summer in Beizhou has little rain. It has been sunny for seven or eight days before, and the clothes and bedding of the mansion have been turned out by the servants and dried for a round. For this reason, when Chu Xi found that some of her books had been damp, she decided to turn them out and put them on the air.

But God prefers to oppose her. Just two hours after the books in her yard were spread out, the situation suddenly changed and the rain suddenly arrived.

The raindrops fell without warning, and the sun on the horizon was not covered by the clouds, so it was sunny while it was raining. The two people resting in the room didn’t notice it at all, or there was a servant outside who noticed that it was raining. This shocked everyone and rushed to tidy up—this is the sun’s rain. Everyone knows that it will not be long, but even this book is. What should I do if I cannot get wet, otherwise the ink will melt?

It was noisy and disturbed the two of them, and Wen Fei and Chu Xi also went out to grab them. After finally taking all the books back, the sun and rain passed, and the little wet marks on the ground did not last long, and it dried out within half a cup of tea.

Looking at the piles of books under the gallery, the two looked at each other. After a while, Wen Fei asked hesitantly, "Do you still want to publish this book?"

Anxious sweat came out of Chu Xi's forehead, and she was speechless when she glanced at the sunlight spilt in the courtyard. But looking at books that have been more or less drenched in the rain, I still gritted my teeth: "Baking. I don't believe it is such a bad luck, but there will be another rain!"

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One accident was enough, so Chu Xi's two car books were finished in the end. Fortunately, the ink used by Chu's copying books was all good ink, even if it was accidentally exposed to the rain, it did not melt away.

The book is very good, there is no hindrance, but the people who publish the book are not so good.

Today, Chu Xi stayed in the sun for an hour or two in order to get a book. At that time, she only felt hot, and her face was red and she didn't feel anything. But after bathing in the evening, the feeling was not so wonderful-the sun-burned skin became redder, and there was a slight tingling to the touch. When I walked to the bronze mirror to take a photo, the whole person was not good, that red glow. Don't look too ugly!

When Wen Fei saw this, Mimi stepped forward quietly, grabbed her daughter-in-law's dress and pulled it down, revealing a section of the skin wrapped in the dress, almost revealing a small clavicle, and then you can see the red and white. color.

For Wen Fei, this situation is not surprising, the most common is after military training.

But for Chu Xi, she really hadn't encountered such a situation, and she breathed tightly and almost didn't cry ugly.

Upon seeing this, Wen Fei hurriedly pulled the lapels back, and then coaxed: "It's okay, it's just that you don't get sunburned for too long, and some get sunburned. It will be fine after two days." It may peel off and turn black, but these Don't tell your daughter-in-law now.

Chu Xi touched her hot cheeks and frowned, "Is there any medicine?"

have it?

Wen Fei's military training has always been training in winter and summer, and the sun is not a problem. Not only the soldiers, but Wen Fei himself has long been used to it. But sunburn is also an injury. There are all kinds of wound medicine in the General's Mansion, and there should be sunburn medicine.

So in the middle of the night, Wen Fei searched, and finally ran to the study to find a box of sunburn ointment. After taking it back and smearing it on the daughter-in-law, it can be regarded as pacifying the person. After another two days, the sunburn on Chu Xi's face was peeling. It was not very serious, but it looked a little ugly. And when the redness faded, she really turned black a lot.

After another night of bathing, Wen Fei came out of the bath room with loose hair and saw his wife sitting in front of the dressing table at a glance. After a pause, she was about to make a detour, but was still stopped: "Afei."

With a smile on Wen Fei's face, he walked over and stood behind Chu Xi and asked, "What's the matter?"

Without turning her head back, Wen Fei tugged at her sleeve, and Wen Fei leaned down knowingly. She put her chin on Chu Xi's shoulder, and her two faces were next to each other. In the bronze mirror, she could see her skin darker, but Chu Xi still asked, "Afe, look, am I dark?"

Wen Fei blinked, and said honestly, "No, I'm obviously dark."

Chu Xi was not fooled, she turned her head slightly and glanced at Wen Fei, and then nodded: "It is indeed a bit dark." After saying that, before Wen Fei reacted, she took out a porcelain box from the dressing table: "I You have used the red jade ointment you just made, Afei, you have used it before, and now it happens that you and I are tanned, how about applying it together?"

It turned out that it was just a facial mask, Wen Fei secretly relieved, and readily agreed. So in the following days, as long as Chu Xi puts on the mask, she won't forget Wen Fei's share.

One summer passed, Wen Fei, who was running around in and out of the city, not only didn't feel rougher, but had better skin.

The author has something to say: General A (Gossip): Have you found that the general seems to have turned white?

Vice Admiral B (Supplement): What's more, the skin is better.

Xiao Weibing (sharing): I heard the messenger say that the general and his wife are spreading their faces together.

A, B, B (...): When it's over, the general is already tender, but now it's more and more like a little white face!