"Tang Hao, do you know..."
Zhang Lvzhu wiped the remaining tears on her face, raised her head, sucked her nose a few times, and her voice was choking. As she spoke, a cloud of white mist came out of her mouth.
She tried her best to persuade herself not to cry, but she burst into tears.
"You know, Tang Hao," Zhang Lvzhu said word by word, "since you set foot on the battlefield of Korea, gaisuwen sent countless killers to take your life. I killed all those people. I got rid of all those who were bad for you one by one, because you only belong to me..."
Paranoia is a poison, especially the paranoia of men''s and women''s feelings. It will devour all reason and calmness.
Zhang Lvzhu stepped back two steps and looked at his infatuated man. Tears swirled in her eyes: "Lvzhu is good to you, but it''s not for you to bully Lvzhu like this?"
The snow came in with the cold wind and fell on their shoulders. Tang Hao said nothing. Li Wanqing said, "it''s rare that Miss Zhang is infatuated with the general, but the general has a heart for the people and is not good at words. If Miss Zhang is willing, let the general take you as a concubine."
Li Wanqing''s tone is sincere. Her man is doing big things outside. As her mistress, she has to arrange everything properly.
"Not rare." Zhang Lvzhu, with a strong temperament, wiped away her tears, slowly retreated, brushed her palm over the wooden fence in the corridor, shook her head and said, "my life is given by heaven, and I haven''t been so cheap that I''ve lost my backbone..."
The unspeakable strange mood rose again in Tang Hao''s heart. He shook his head, then turned back and asked Li Wanqing, "just in the study, did your wife humiliate her?"
Li Wanqing took Tang Hao''s arm and said quietly, "it''s not light or heavy, maybe it''s a little heavy." the cold wind hit her face. "Husband, she has experienced the intrigue of the court and the life and death on the battlefield. She can live to this day. Her mind and will are beyond the reach of ordinary people. How can she be hurt by the words of her concubine?"
"Oh." Tang Hao thought so.
"It''s getting late. I''ll go back first." Li Wanqing turned around and left with the waitresses. What she should say has explained that she doesn''t need to stay any more. Moreover, it''s really cold in the snowy day.
Li Wanqing turned and left, leaving Tang Hao at a loss. He was stunned: the woman''s mind is more difficult to guess than the war strategy...
On the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month, the wind and snow for several days suddenly stopped on that night. On the 23rd day of the lunar new year, the streets of Chang''an City showed a bustling scene. People buying new year''s goods were picky at meat stalls and haggled with butchers.
In recent years, agriculture in the northern region has developed rapidly, and people''s lives have become richer and richer. Meat comes from nomads in the north, and it is no longer a rare object on the dinner table. In the bustling shopping crowd, adults with children turned around from time to time and told their children not to run around.
There was a constant stream of people. A wealthy businessman with big arms and round waist took several guards'' attendants. The lady next to him was well-dressed and had a big belly. Occasionally, when she saw some favorite goods on the roadside stall, she stopped to choose. The rich merchant in a cloak was a wife lover. With a wave of his big hand, "madam, I bought everything I like."
"Don''t need it. What do you do with it? You silly thing." the lady straightened up and looked at him with a white look, "things are not expensive, but they should be exquisite and practical..."
After hearing this, the rich merchant nodded and said, "what the madam says is what." his eyes kept staring at his beloved wife''s bulging stomach, where he was pregnant with a small life, and happy wrinkles smiled at the corners of his eyes.
The general''s family is busy. The servant girls and servants are busy shuttling for the new year. The snow on the ground and eaves has been cleaned. The window lattice and door leaf have also been pasted with festive patterns. Tang Hao holds Changle in one hand and Changle holds the child and shuttles around the backyard.
After all, they are both children''s minds. When playing, the children are handed over to the old Mammy. From time to time, the couple shook down the snowflakes on the treetops and threw them at each other.
Wu Tong stepped on the snow and hurried over. He kept telling his little steward. After all, every year, the military and government officials from all parts of the northern pass will come. There can''t be any mistakes in each table. You have to stare at everything.
At noon, the general''s family stopped working slowly.
In the backyard, the noisy voice of the people faintly spread to Li Wanqing''s room. Tang Hao sat in the room and helped Li Wanqing step up and shake it with his own hands. Looking at his wife in the bronze mirror, he smiled, went to the shelf over there and took off his cloak and put it on his body.
Since that night, although Li Wanqing''s attitude towards him has remained unchanged these days, it is not salty after all. Only today, it is slightly better.
The winter sun was shining in from the window. Li Wanqing sat in front of the bronze mirror and outlined her fine eyebrows. When the sound of dressing came behind her, she gently put down her hand and said, "husband." between her words, her face was a little gentle.
Tang Hao looked at her, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, holding his wife''s hand. "Finally willing to talk to me?"
Over there, the yanghao pen was put down on the table. Li Wanqing waved to the maid to go out. Then she turned and looked at him. She whispered, "I''ll be angry, but I won''t be angry. I used to say I don''t mind my husband taking concubines..."
Speaking of this, Li Wanqing paused, "but I really see a strange woman in my house. I still care about it in my heart."