Chapter 13

Rong Xiu's body was stiff, and she shrank behind Su Chengxi: "I I... "

"Rong Xiuer, a woman, what can people know..." The village head's hand is on the waist knife.

But he didn't want to see that soldier with Qiu beard looked cold and his sword was bright. He even cut the corner of the table beside him directly: "if you dare to move around again and your sword has no eyes, I don't blame us."

The village head was so scared that he couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Su Chengxi, on the contrary, was not in chaos in the face of danger. He looked up and down at the sergeants: "in the sixth year of Cheng'an, thirty-seven soldiers of Huozi camp killed Liang and risked their meritorious service. The emperor was so frightened and angry that he sent the 37 soldiers to the border pass and endured the bitter cold in the border area. All the 37 sergeants had tattoos on their forehead."

Rong Xiu raised her head slowly. She saw that all the soldiers' foreheads were covered by their hair, but they could still see that there were tattoos on their heads.

Su Chengxi broke the identities of these people at the moment. He was afraid that it would be more ominous. Unexpectedly, the sergeant with Qiu Beard said with a smile: "I didn't expect a village man in the mountains to know this story..."

When the cold light blooms, the cold blade has reached Su Chengxi's throat bone. As long as one more chestnut is put in, it will break Su Chengxi's throat bone.

However, Su Chengxi didn't even blink his eyes. He was a man of letters and refused to be half bent.

These people are really capable of killing people. Rongxiu tightly purses her lips. She walks slowly to the table. According to the sergeant's order, she slowly opens the black package. Among the packages, there is a mask soaked with blood and a black night walking coat.

Isn't this just what he saved the man in black? Sure enough, these people are aiming at the man in black.

The sergeant said with a smile: "this man has been killed by us, but since he fled here, there must be a spy in the village. If you want to save your husband's life, just tell me, don't you see any suspicious people entering your village."

Su Chengxi to this moment, the look is still half the same, he slowly shook his head: "my wife and I are just ordinary villagers, how do you know?"

"I didn't ask you!" As soon as the sergeant drank, his voice was so loud that his ears hurt.

Rong Xiu looked timidly and stepped back: "no No Really not... "

She was shaking all over her body. She looked as if she had been scared out of courage. She suddenly fell to the ground, and for a moment, she had already burst into tears.

The sergeant wandered around Rongxiu with a scrutinizing eye, and finally fixed his eyes on Rongxiu's face.

The pretty little lady, who had never seen the world at first sight, was so frightened that she would not lie. The sergeant took back his knife: "Oh, if I find you lying, you will not be left in the village!"

Then, as soon as the sergeant raised his hand, the fifteen or six sergeants left here in a hurry, like a gust of wind.

Rong Xiu couldn't help sobbing, until Su Chengxi helped her up, and her face was better, but she still shrank at Su Chengxi's side, so frightened that she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Lady..." Su Chengxi said in a low voice: "madam, nothing more. Let's go home."

He said goodbye to the village head, who was so frightened that he couldn't even say a few complete words.

When he left the village and walked to the roadside, Su Chengxi said softly with a smile: "madam, don't cry. If you cry again, I will take it seriously."

Rong Xiu raised a pair of clear eyes, and there were still tears in it. But Rong Xiu's lips were crooked: "my husband, how can you be so ignorant of what you mean? Is it that Xiuer is not crying enough?"

Her eyes were so bright that she seemed to be sparkling with water.

"Embroider son is weak, but the strong will, for husband still can see." Su Chengxi's eyes flashed a trace of coldness, but the coldness was well hidden and could not be seen.

Rong Xiu thought to herself, is Su Chengxi really a scholar? Why did he get along with each other these days? Although he had the character of a scholar, his kung fu was not weak. What's more, his calm and self-sustaining appearance just now could not be summarized by three words of a scholar.

What's more, Su Chengxi found out that he was just pretending to cry so quickly. However, he would not be any ordinary person

Rong embroidery can't help feeling a little brain shell pain. I'm afraid there are some unknown secrets on her husband. How can she cross this place all her life? I'm not at all relieved.

"Xianggong, the one next to Xiuer doesn't know, but the sage's words that I don't know are still clear. I don't know what he asked. I can't make it up." Rongxiu's smile suddenly came to life: "we are just ordinary villagers. How can we know about Junye?"

The matter was so lightly and cleverly covered up, and Su Chengxi did not have a thorough inquiry.

When the couple returned home, it was already dark. After thinking about it for a long time, Rongxiu found a half of the candle from the sundries. She vomited and said, "my husband, go and buy some lamp oil tomorrow and come back..."

The red candle has a pattern of mandarin ducks playing with water. I think it's the red candle when we get married. The Lady Wang won't want this kind of thing. Only the original owner can keep the red candle in such a proper way that he is not willing to throw it away."This is..." Su Chengxi was stunned: "my mother married you for me?"

Rong Xiu slowly nodded: "it is, if not for such things, mother-in-law is afraid will not leave us two."

The situation of that night, in the memory of the original owner, was sweet, just like any new girl, looking forward to her future husband. However, she sat in front of the bed all night, and her imaginary husband did not come.

That little flame with all hopes, the more prosperous it was that night, the more ashes it would produce on the second day, but the original owner seemed to have nothing happened, and the days went by like running water.

Wang's mother-in-law criticizes everywhere, but the original owner has never resisted.

Perhaps in the heart of the original owner, there is a very warm corner? Rong Xiu was thinking about it, but she felt a tight hand.

She looked up and saw Su Chengxi holding her hand and clasping her fingers: "I su Chengxi swear to heaven that I will make up a grand wedding in the future and give it to my wife, Rong embroidery."

Rong Xiu chuckled: "my husband, I'm not an ordinary woman. I want to lift the sedan chair sixteen times, and my husband will ride a high horse to give me a way."

In this dynasty, when she lifted the sedan chair on the 16th day, it was only the treatment of Gongqing's wife. Rongxiu was just a casual joke. She saw Su Chengxi staring at her attentively. After a moment, she nodded solemnly.

But at this time, Rong Xiu's stomach called out two times, and she swept her eyebrows: "my husband, I'm hungry..."

Su Chengxi chuckled, and the tense atmosphere was swept away. He took out some eggplant and several peas from the basket beside him: "just in time, today, seven aunts brought some ingredients."

"I like it!" Rong Xiu's eyes brightened, but then sighed: "I didn't expect the oil to be so expensive. Let's steam it."

Rongxiu steamed eggplant, with a little green onion, the couple steamed eggplant, and one ate two steamed bread.

Rong Xiu pinched her waist, but she didn't expect that the original owner was slim and had a large amount of food. It was a type of dry eating but not fat. It was really enviable.

After dinner, Su Chengxi accompanied Rongxiu to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. Then he picked up a book and read it carefully with the faint light of red candle. Rongxiu held her head: "Sir, didn't you say that you want to teach Xiuer to write?"

"Do you really want to learn?" Su Chengxi opened a pen and paper shop. All he used were the cheapest paper and pen in the market. Rong embroidery felt a little hot in her eyes, but she nodded and said, "it's true."