Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 417 417: Leaving
Looking at the bamboo branch he handed over, Shen Qingcheng couldn't hold back, and the corner of her mouth curled up.

Jun Wulan keenly caught the smile on the corner of her mouth, and asked excitedly: "Ma'am, are you not angry with me?"

"Who said that you have concealed such a big matter for so long, and I'm still very angry now. You have a heart attack."

Shen Qingcheng took the bamboo branch and symbolically twitched Jun Wulan's body.

"In the future, if you continue to deceive me like this, I not only want to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots, but I also want you to kneel on the washboard and think about your mistakes."

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have concealed it for so long. Ma'am, don't be angry. I will feel bad when I get angry."

Seeing that Shen Qingcheng had put down the bamboo branch, Jun Wulan reached out and grabbed her hand.

"For you, for Luo'er and Uncle Liang, I will do my best to win the battle and return to your side."

Shen Qingcheng didn't struggle, raised her eyebrows and met the man's eyes, sighed helplessly, and asked softly, "Brother Jun, when are you leaving?"

"Afraid of Luo'er, Jianlan watched me leave and cry. Before dawn tomorrow, I will leave for the county town to join Shen Ke and the others."

We're leaving early tomorrow morning, so we're wasting each other's time by making trouble tonight.

Shen Qingcheng pondered in her heart, leaned into Jun Wulan's arms, and breathed in the man's unique smell greedily, listening to the vigorous and powerful heartbeat of the man.

Jun Wulan put his hands around her waist, hugging her tightly, wishing to rub her into his arms.

"Brother Jun, I have something for you."

After embracing each other for a while, Shen Qingcheng suddenly raised her head from Jun Wulan's arms.

"What? See you later."

I haven't hugged this little woman for most of the day, Jun Wulan really doesn't want to let go right now.

"No."

Shen Qingcheng struggled in his arms.

"This thing is very important and must be shown to you now."

Jun Wulan had no choice but to let her go.

Shen Qingcheng went to the side and opened the closet, and took out a bronze mirror with a bowl-sized mouth from the closet. She modified the bronze mirror a little, and tied two straps on it.

She took the bronze mirror back to Jun Wulan's side, and handed the bronze mirror to Jun Wulan.

"Brother Jun, the heart mirror I gave you, I remade it with a bronze mirror, you can see if it suits you."

Jun Wulan stared at the bronze mirror in her hand, and thousands of words could not express how moved he was at the moment.

"You locked yourself in the house for most of the day just to make this for me?"

Shen Qingcheng said: "Doing this while being angry with you."

Jun Wulan took the bronze mirror and put it on the table, holding her hands distressedly.

To make a heart mirror, you have to dig two holes in the bronze mirror, which is not an easy task.

"Does your hand hurt?"

"It was a little painful just now, but it doesn't hurt now."

"Qingcheng, I will take the breastplate you made for me, win the battle, and return home victorious."

Shen Qingcheng's feet were suddenly suspended in the air, Jun Wulan picked her up, and strode towards the heated kang inside.

"It's getting late, let's rest."

Shen Qingcheng was gently placed on the warm kang by the man, and she gave a soft cry without resisting.

For them now, every minute and every second is precious, struggling is hypocritical and a waste of time.

In the middle of the night, the wind and snow outside became more and more severe, the cold wind blew the branches in the yard rustling, snowflakes hit the lattice windows, and the window paper made a slight sound.

The room was as warm as a spring day, and on the kang, a man and a woman entangled each other endlessly at night.

Whoa whoa!
The first time the rooster crowed, Jun Wulan opened his eyes, lay on his side and hugged the little girl next to him for a while, kissed the little girl's cheeks and neck a few times, then got up and got out of bed to get dressed.

Afraid of disturbing the little girl's sleep, he turned on the lamp and walked towards the closet in the dark, preparing to pack his luggage.

His eyesight is excellent, as long as there is a little skylight shining into the room, he can see everything in the room clearly by virtue of this faint skylight.

Opening the closet, a bulging bag caught his sight unexpectedly.

He took the bundle out of the closet, turned around and stared at the little woman lying sideways on the heating kang, and his heart became a pool of spring water.

He said he was angry, but secretly made him a breastplate and packed his luggage. This woman is so nice, how could he be willing to leave.

"Brother Jun, there are your clothes and enough silver in the baggage. Find a better inn along the way to stay and eat better."

Jun Wulan hung the burden on his body, walked to the base of the wall, bent down and reached out to pick up the Xie Punishing Sword leaning against the base of the wall, when the little woman on the kang suddenly spoke.

Jun Wulan stopped with his hands in mid-air, and turned to look at the warm kang.

"I quarreled with you."

Shen Qingcheng didn't turn around, and continued to turn her back to the man, answering irrelevant questions.

"You must come back safely. If you die in battle, I will die. We have been husband and wife for so long, and you know what kind of temperament I am."

She is not from this world, because of this man, she feels that this world is extremely warm. If this man dies in battle, this world is nothing worth remembering for her. After death, maybe she can return to her original state. world.

Jun Wulan's face suddenly changed, his muscles were as tight as iron, looking at the little woman lying on the bed with her back to him, he couldn't say a word for a while.

With the deepest love, when one party dies, the other party is unwilling to live alone in the world.

He, Jun Wulan, He De, how could he let such a good woman love him so much.

"Don't have such thoughts, do you hear me?"

At the same time as he was moved, a surge of anger welled up from his heart. He dropped the evil sword, walked to the warm kang with big strides, and stretched out his long arms to pick the woman up from the bed.

In the darkness, his usually deep and calm eyes were reddened at this moment, as if there were surging waves in his eyes.

Shen Qingcheng's bare shoulders were pinched by those rough hands, she frowned slightly, without saying a word, she raised her head and looked at the man in the dark.

The man's deep voice rang in her ears again.

"I won't let you die, do you hear me?"

The corners of Shen Qingcheng's lips curled slightly, and she replied: "If you don't want me to die, then you can come back without getting hurt. If you die in battle, I, Shen Qingcheng, can do what I say, and I will definitely go to the underworld to scold you." A heartless man who does not keep his word."

Sensing the seriousness and stubbornness of the woman, Jun Wulan slowly let go of her shoulders, hugged her, rested his chin on her bare shoulders, and sighed helplessly.

He was really afraid of this woman.

"Take good care of yourself, I promise you, come back without getting hurt."

"Ah."

Shen Qingcheng hugged him and hummed in satisfaction.

"Let's go, I won't get up to see you off, take care all the way."

(End of this chapter)