SFS Chapter 172 The Weak Wife of a Servant Is a Heartthrob 36
Chapter 172 The Weak Wife of a Servant Is a Heartthrob 36
The man wearing the silver mask turned his head, glanced at her, and gently brushed her messy hair aside.
"Why, you don't recognize who I am?"
The deliberately lowered voice carried obvious bad intentions. The breeze blew through Yunzhi's clothes, and she inexplicably felt a sense of security.
It was a long, long time ago. No, it wasn’t that long ago either. It’s just that so many things happened during this period of time that even the scenes of the past seem like flowers hidden in the clouds and can no longer be seen clearly.
At that time, she always liked to swing on the swing and read books in the small garden of the mansion, while Wen Jing practiced sword under the peach tree.
Wen Jing is noble and dignified in front of outsiders, but he is much more relaxed in front of her and always wants to make her happy.
So even when practicing sword skills, he would often deliberately use his sword to sweep up the petals on the ground, and then pick out the most beautiful one and hand it to her.
Every time Yunzhi was in a trance, she was suddenly startled, and Wen Jing would say the same thing, "Zhizhi, don't you recognize who I am?"
Yunzhi's eyes gradually became moist. She did not ask why this person appeared in the capital after his death, and even risked his life to save her.
She just wanted to get closer to him and listen to the heartbeat in his chest. The white wolf fangs on his neck made the moonlight look especially soft.
Wen Jing looked at her deeply and was about to take off the mask, but Yun Zhi quickly stopped him.
The deceased General Wen appeared in the capital again. If people knew about this, who knows what kind of trouble would arise.
"It's okay, no need to pick it."
She was so familiar with this person that she could recognize him at a glance even if he was drowned in a crowd.
Wen Jing paused and obediently stopped picking the flowers. Like a big clingy puppy that had been lost and found again, he just hugged Yunzhi's waist and was unwilling to let go.
He took Yunzhi through the woods. Although people from the capital city immediately went to seal off the city when the incident happened, this did not stump Wen Jing.
He could come and go freely in the Mobei camp of 200,000 soldiers. At first, he just wanted to fake his death to sneak into the Mobei camp and completely solve this serious problem.
He just didn't expect that his plan would work, but it was too effective and everyone thought he was dead.
It would be fine if they wanted to steal his position as general, but some even wanted to steal his wife.
In his eyes, wealth and glory were like passing clouds. As for building achievements and establishing careers, he had already achieved feats that others could not achieve in their entire lives when he was still young.
Just when he thought that there was nothing in this world that could arouse his interest again, he met Yunzhi, who was still a poor little bullied girl at the time.
No, he is not a punching bag, but a treasure buried in the dust that belongs to him alone.
It was he who carefully picked the person up and raised him well.
He also raised people to be innocent, kind and gentle, but as a result, he attracted a lot of disgusting people.
Some people probably already hoped that they would die so that they could take Yunzhi back.
Wen Jing's expression was slightly cold under the mask. He didn't expect that the current emperor would be so unscrupulous.
The price paid this time was too heavy. The little lady in his arms seemed to have lost some weight these days.
"I remember that you really wanted to visit the beautiful South."
"Let's go together."
Yunzhi nodded silently, and the grievances in her heart gradually eased.
She finally waited for the great hero who pulled her out of the mud and saved her again.