The woman on the bed suddenly gasped for a long, long breath, then opened her eyes suddenly and sat up from the bed!

The man who had been watching this scene saw it, and immediately rushed to hug her into his arms: "Song Wei! Song Wei, are you awake? God, you are finally awake! You are back!"

Qing Huan let the man hold herself and moved her fingers before slowly pushing him away. The cold armor on the man made her delicate skin a little uncomfortable. She looked at the man and raised her chin slightly: "You brought me back to the world?"

"How can I let you leave me?" The man said emotionally, trying to hold Qing Huan's hand, but Qing Huan avoided him. He froze for a moment. Although his face was ugly, he was not angry. Instead, he coaxed softly, "Song Wei, I know you still blame me, but I can't lose you, you are my wife!"

At this moment, the weirdly dressed monk beside the man opened his eyes from the state of meditation, got up and walked to the man respectfully and said: "General, please step aside and let the poor monk see his wife's physical condition."

When the man heard this, he quickly got up and stepped aside. The monk held the Qinghuan Maimen, and smiled at the general after a while: "Congratulations, general, madam has returned her positive!

"Good!" The general was extremely happy. "A lot of rewards!"

Qing Huan looked at him coldly, her eyes a little weird, but the monk did not pay attention, nor did the general.

The general ordered the lieutenant to send the monk out, and he immediately returned to Qinghuan, sat on the edge of the bed, and said in an affectionate and affectionate tone: "Hey, Songwei, don't move, you just returned to Yang, your body It hasn't fully recovered yet and needs to rest for a while."

Qinghuan just looked at him and didn't speak.

The general thought she was still angry and didn't dare to hug her again, after all, he had done too much before. At this moment, his always majestic face has a similar flattering smile. It can be seen that, as a high-ranking person, he has not shown such a guilty or even anxious expression for a long time. There is always more to please him than he needs to please. "Stop doing stupid things, okay? Do you know how heartache I felt when I learned that you committed suicide? How can you and me break up like this?"

Qing Huan looked at him blankly: "Since I am dead, why should you bring me back?"

"I can't live without you! Life without you is incomplete for me, do you know?!" The general roared in a low voice, wishing to grab Qing Huan's shoulder and shake it vigorously to see what was in her mind. . "Just because the princess angered you, you went to death? Have you ever thought about how I felt?! Do you know that when I came back and found you committed suicide, how much a blow was this to me?!"

"How could it be a blow?" Qing Huan looked at him lightly. "Although the wife of the chaff will not go to the house, the princess is a golden branch and a jade leaf. Can you make the princess commit herself to being a concubine? You want the princess to be so firm in mind, what can I say? Did you forget the slap you slapped on me? ?"

Her eyes were clear and scary, and the general regretted almost cutting off his hand at the mention of that slap. He said to Qing Huan: "I didn't mean to, it was you who angered me, that's why I—"

"I didn't provoke you, but I said that I was in your ambition. Compared with the princess, I am of no use to you. If you are so stubborn and refuse to understand you, it is inevitable that you will get angry." One is Xiaojiabiyu, one is Jinzhiyuye, the former is a young couple with your childhood sweetheart, and the latter can bring you countless wealth and glory and satisfy your ambitions. If it is you, which one do you choose?

Not to mention that the present-day saint is very merciful. If he changes to the first emperor, it will be possible for him to divorce his wife and marry again! But the emperor only asked him to introduce the princess as a flat wife, to be commensurate with the Song Wei sisters. This is a great thing, so why can't Song Wei understand him?

The general didn't want to argue with Qing Huan. She had a fierce temperament and always dared to love and hate. He doesn't want to annoy her anymore, if she seeks death again, he can't find her again! So the general just kissed Qinghuan’s forehead, and whispered: "Be more sensible, okay? This is a marriage given by the emperor, and I can’t refuse, let alone—the man in this world, which one is not three wives and four concubines? Me? I promise you that even if the princess passes the door, I will not let her endanger your status! Our eldest son must be born in your womb first."

Qinghuan looked at him with a smile but a smile: "The general's words are really high-sounding, should I feel honored for this?"

"Song Wei..."

Qinghuan slowly touched her neck, where there was still a circle of bruises left by hanging. She said to the general: "Bring a dead man back to her forcibly, so that I can watch you marry a princess through the door, right?"

From beginning to end, he didn't realize how deeply this hurt Song Wei. The beauty is gone, he feels guilty and painful, so he has the evil monk used sorcery to recall his wife's soul and attach it to his body again. But on the other hand, when he was lost and recovered, he still had to marry another woman, not caring why Song Wei committed suicide.

If it is suicide.

"Don't talk like that, Song Wei. I have paid the price for my mistake. I admit that I was unhappy with you because of the princess's affairs, but I am to the princess-I have already touched her body, and I am in a sense of reason. All are responsible, I must marry her!" The general said to Qing Huan with all his heart. If this were to be his wife before he died, he would never explain so much to her, because she was the most virtuous, gentle and sensible, and never needed him to worry about it.

But such a virtuous, gentle and sensible woman is incredible after learning that he is going to marry a normal wife. "I know, Song Wei, when I was young, I promised you that there was only one wife in my life. But today is different. I am no longer the maotou who can kneel outside your house for three days and three nights in order to marry you. Boy, now I am a powerful general, and many things have been out of my control! The emperor is quite jealous of me, so he insists on marrying the princess to me. If I don’t marry the princess, then it’s in the middle. He is in arms!"

Qing Huan looked at the man, watched him explain it seriously, and then smiled.

"Don't fool yourself."

The general looked surprised.

"Actually, it’s best for me to die. In this case, you don’t have to worry about who the princess and I are in the main room, and you no longer have to face my ridiculous and boring little emotions — admit it, General, you’re already bored. It’s just that the love between husband and wife for so many years has made you unable to adapt to life without me. Summoning an evil monk, without spending money, without losing meat, and calling back a hardworking wife, why not Why?"

"The princess is young and beautiful, in her twenty-eight years, she is a beautiful woman with cardamom, but I am old, I am twenty-seven years old, and the general, like most men, wants to try something new, the taste of golden branches and jade leaves. , But very beautiful." Qing Huan blinked.

The general looked at her like a ghost, and Qing Huan smiled at him again.

Song Wei was born beautifully, otherwise the general would not kneel at her door for three days and three nights just to marry him. But no matter how beautiful a woman's face is, it will fade away. Song Wei, 27, is still extremely beautiful, but when compared with the youthful vigor of a sixteen-year-old girl, the difference is obvious. She is beautiful and gentle, but the princess is a ball of flames, dazzling and charming.

It is impossible for a general not to be impressed, but anyone with great ambitions does not know how to write the word "special love".

If you want Jiangshan, you can't love only one person. If you only love one person, you have to give up the Jiangshan in your hands. Perhaps many years ago, the young boy was sincere when he wished to love only one girl in his life, but after so many experiences, he has changed a long time ago.

"Don't talk nonsense! Song Wei, what's wrong with you? You never said anything like this before!" Obviously, the general couldn't accept the wife who looked like a thorn. In his thoughts, when his wife is still yang, they will hug, maybe they will cry, but after that everything will return to normal.

Of course he only loves her, he just can't refuse the princess.

"The general said that he has a skin close to the princess, when did it?" Qing Huan asked. "These days, the general said that he would go to the barracks to practice. It turned out to be to steal his sweetheart."

Her tone was full of mockery, and the general subconsciously retorted: "No! I didn't go to see her!"

"Oh, that is indeed to see her." Qing Huan nodded. "The general doesn't need to explain, I wish the general and the princess a hundred years of a good relationship, and give birth to a son early.

Her voice was unbelievably calm, and no matter how good the general was, he couldn't stand her yin and yang words, and he was so angry that he would leave. After two steps, he accidentally hit the screen. He grinned in pain, but didn't want to show weakness in front of Qinghuan. He turned around angrily and said to Qinghuan, "You are my wife. This will never change. . Song Wei, you should grow up, you can't live in the past forever."

His anger was too obvious, and Qing Huan called him: "General."

The general stopped and looked back at her. Qing Huan didn't look at him, or even turned his head, but asked him: "If I said it wasn't suicide, would the general believe me?"

Hearing that, the general sneered twice, clearly still remembering the unkind words before Qinghuan: "Song Wei, don't fool me as a fool. I know what you are thinking, don't let me disappoint you."

So you see, even if she died once, he still doesn't believe her.

Remember the vows of the past, in the general's eyes, they are naive and ignorant. Qing Huan waved his hand and lay down on the bed, touched his neck, and the bruise disappeared without a trace.

Whether the general or the evil monk, they should have never expected that the ghost that they pulled back was not the female ghost Songwei they thought, but she.

Although the face and body are still the same, the soul is completely different.

Song Wei loved General too deeply, worked hard for him, made suggestions for him, and gave everything for him. But in the end, her beloved still couldn't just guard her.

This body is still beautiful, and his appearance is still moving, but he can no longer let the general speed up her heartbeat, and love her like the impulsive and affectionate boy back then.

Probably it was Qing Huan who angered the general. From the day he walked away, until the princess walked in, he never stepped into Qing Huan's courtyard. Qing Huan was not in a hurry, but the maidservant beside her was so anxious that she went out to inquire about the news.

On the day of the wedding, the servants in the entire yard dare not say anything. Why did the wife come back alive after three days of death? This is the news that the general has repeatedly ordered not to be divulged, and only the handmaidens who are close to Qinghuan know that it is the general's wife who is ill in bed.

Since I'm sick in bed, I don't need to show up. Qing Huan thought to herself that the princess probably didn't want her to appear either.

In the morning of the second day, the father-in-law came to offer tea. Although I am going through the house as a Ping Wife, I have to do my best to save face, so naturally I have to offer tea to Song Wei, his "sister". She was dressed in a big red Luo Chang, her figure was slender and graceful, like a weak Liu Fufeng, and her watery eyes were so pitiful, it is no wonder that the general was so tender to her.

It might be because the general was tossed hard last night, and the princess was a little awkward when she walked. She took the maid’s tea and held it in her hands. Before handing it to Qinghuan, she said sincerely and softly: “Sister, since I have entered the gate of the General’s Mansion, I will no longer be a golden branch in the future. Either the emperor’s brother, or the mother’s queen. Well, they can no longer take care of our family affairs. I just want to serve the general with my sister so as to avoid the general's worries and invite my sister to have tea."

Qing Huanwen listened to her high-sounding words, first moved out of the emperor, and then moved out of the queen mother, the patrons are bigger than the other, not a demonstration, what is it? I'm afraid this cup of tea is not so easy to drink. Qinghuan knew that her father was acting as a demon, and after a shot, the princess exclaimed, and the hot tea instantly spilled over her sleeves.

This cup of tea was meant to be sprinkled, but the princess planned to make an illusion when Qing Huan reached out to pick it up, so that the general mistakenly thought Qing Huan was deliberately not picking up the tea to scald her. But now everyone can see that Qing Huan didn't touch her at all, so she spilled tea on her hand, which really lost her wife and broke down.

Compared with the maid and the maid, the general's reaction was much more muted. Perhaps it was because he was born in poverty. After he developed, he attached great importance to the rules. Seeing that the princess did not even respect a cup of tea, he felt a little disgusted, but last night was really comfortable, and when he thought of the princess's tender body, he felt a little bit more affectionate. : "Be careful."

When the princess heard what he said, her pink cheeks turned red, and she gave him an aching look: "It's all the general's fault! Otherwise, I won't shake my hands...Ah!" She slammed her mouth, regretting her outspokenness. , Looks very charming and cute.

So the general was not only not angry, but also burst into laughter!

The second cup of tea was much more normal, Qing Huan took a sip, and said nothing. The princess widened her beautiful eyes and asked Qing Huan: "Is there nothing my elder sister wants to tell me? I just arrived here, and I don't know anything, and I don't know anything. Some things have to be taught by my sister."

General said: "Song Wei is the most generous and fair, you don't have to worry about it."

The princess gave him a cowardly smile. The general was very helpful, so he looked at Qinghuan again, thinking that he took the initiative to help her speak, even if he didn't thank him, he should have a look, who knew Qinghuan didn't look at him from start to finish!

Qing Huan reached out and uncovered the flannel on the push plate in her handmaid's hand, and took out a colored glaze bracelet. The colored glaze was very delicate and seemed to be transparent. Upon closer inspection, he could see the little fish swimming in the bracelet! Although carved in jade, it is lifelike. She took the princess's hand and put it on for the princess, her face indifferent: "I wish the princess and the general grow old together, and a full house of children and grandchildren."

The princess smiled shyly: "Sister Cheng Jiyan, I will work hard to serve the general."

Not too lazy to talk nonsense with her, Qing Huan stood up and faced the general blessed: "My concubine is unwell, so I won't be here to speak with the general and the princess."

The general looked at her back, wanted to stop but didn't stop, his complexion suddenly became complicated. Upon seeing this, the princess hurriedly went to his side to behave and behaved, and quickly coaxed the general's brows.

Because of the identity of the princess, the general rested in the princess' yard for the first three nights. I went to Qinghuan on the night of the fourth day, and I couldn't make people think that he was favoring one another and not caring enough about the original match. Although everyone in the world knows that the generals and his wife are affectionate, Qin Se and Ming, but now the princess is not the same as before.

In the princess's yard, after learning that the general had gone to Qinghuan, the princess swept everything on the table to the ground in anger, making a crackling sound. The maid on the side, be it the maid, did not dare to breathe, and stood tremblingly. After a while, the princess felt puzzled, so she ordered a maid to kneel down, and then drew her whip and shook her head and face.

The general rushed to Qinghuan's courtyard, but he heard the maid said that his wife was bathing. His heart moved, without awakening people, he entered the room lightly and turned to the inner room. Through a screen, you could see the slender and beautiful lines of the woman in the tub. The general felt a little hot and he spoke. They have been in the cold war since the emperor gave her the marriage, and have not touched her for three months so far.

After all, it is a young couple, the twelve years of mutual love can not be wiped out instantly, the general is immersed in the joy of loss and recovery. His current life is perfect for him. His wife is virtuous and generous, and the princess is also beautiful and passionate. One is dignified, one is charming, one is gentle and one is charming. Isn't it the two favorite types of men? One solves all the trivial things in the back house for him, so that he has no worries, and the other acted like a baby when he was upset, which made him feel good, and the general felt that his life was worth it!

But Qing Huan in the tub had heard his footsteps. She didn't care if he saw it or not. She grabbed the clothes and put them on her body. She said coldly while wearing the belt, "I don't know when the general became so sneaky."

The general turned the screen and hugged Qing Huan's waist directly from behind, rubbing his fingers lightly, "Song Wei, I haven't held you for a long time, you..."

"I'm a dead person." Qing Huan tilted his head, letting his kiss fail. "The general is going to touch a dead person? It turns out that the general still has this hobby."

The general changed his face instantly when he heard her mention this. He still hugged her, but the gentle smile on his face disappeared instantly: "Song Wei, don't you want to give up if you don't get awkward with me?"

"Why is the general here?" Qing Huan did not answer, and took his hand away from his waist, first breaking off his fingers one by one, and then leaving his embrace, cold and distant: "The princess just passed the door for three days. , If the general did not take care of this golden branch and jade leaf, when the emperor blames it, it will be my fault."

"How could it be your fault?" The general wanted to be angry, but after the bath, the Qinghuan green silk was slightly moist and his face was like a peach blossom. Compared with the delicate and young princess, he had a unique charm. Just like to men, loli and mature women are both superb.

So the anger he had just risen immediately disappeared, smiled at Qing Huan, and stretched out his hands: "Okay, stop angering me, come over and let me give me a hug."

Qing Huan thought to herself, who is having a temper with you? Although she also has desires, she is not touched by everyone. Like a general, his looks, temperament and character are not good enough, and he can't force it.

"The general joked, let's go to the princess's yard, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve it tonight."

"Why?" Rejected again and again, the general slightly lowered his face. "Song Wei, do you have to make me angry?"

"Isn't the general angry all the time?" Qing Huan approached him, raising her small face slightly. "If the general doesn't think it's enough, you can give me another slap. Anyway, the general has not done this." In the eyes of everyone, just because the princess said she accidentally pushed her into the pond, she justified a little. In other words, he slapped off the face without asking Qing Hong and Bai-any man who would beat his wife was not worthy of being loved.

Hearing this, the general fell into a moment of despair: "You are still blaming me."

"Don't dare, the general is worrying too much." Qing Huan walked to the dressing table and sat down, combing the black and blue silk slowly. "It's just that the general doesn't need to bring me back, but he insists on living. To live is to live, but how to live is my freedom. I have paid enough for the general in the first half of my life, and the rest of my life belongs to me. "

The general was a little sad when he heard this, his eyes clearly showed his emotions. Qing Huan saw through the bronze mirror but pretended not to see it, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was incredible. "It's late at night, the general should leave soon, I'm going to settle."

"I won't hold you, but I will spend the night with you tonight."

Qing Huan put down the comb and smiled at him: "Okay, just don't want to get on my bed."

The general frowned, and Qing Huan pointed to the beauty couch by the window: "According to my concubine, it suits you, the general."

In the end, even if he didn't want to, the general still lay down on the beauty couch. He held his arms, covered his body with a blanket brought by the maid, and stared at the figure of Qing Huan walking back and forth, never looking away.