After dressing as an abusive female supporting character, I and the villain HE got together

In the side hall of the Martial Arts Field with bright windows, red beams, pillars, and couplets carved with jue, a scent of tea wafts into the sky, and Wen Yuan waits for the young master to lazily lean on the rose chair, shaking a Jinling folding fan in his hand, and going up The fragrance of a good snow top with a sharp fan is fragrant and has endless aftertaste.

Jiang Zhan flipped through the military order indifferently, licked the slightly solidified cinnabar with the soft nib of the brush, and with a big wave of his hand, he approved "Yes" with force through the back of the paper.

The case of suppressing bandits in Dongshan forest has not been completely cleared up. The bandit forces who have been hidden in Dongshan forest for more than ten years are deeply connected, and even many important officials in the DPRK and China have been implicated.Now everyone is in danger, and memorials proving their innocence are pouring in like snowflakes, and because Song Prime Minister's daughter is involved, Emperor Jing is sullen and orders a thorough investigation of the Dongshan Lin bandit.

Although the status of the Second Miss Song is not as noble as that of Princess Chaoyang in the palace, she is indeed not easy to get past in the circle of noble girls in Beijing.Furthermore, Mr. Song dotes on and spoils Second Miss Song very much. She is the sweetheart of the entire Song family, untouchable and unstoppable, like a fragile glass statue.

The case of suppressing bandits in Dongshan Forest was originally in charge of Li Chengyao, king of Chu, but one of the officials from the second rank of the imperial court belonged to his disciples.Prince Jing pushed back for a long time, but he had no choice but to respect the emperor with a tough attitude, so he agreed to this matter with half push and half.However, Prince Jing used to stay away from court affairs, so this matter finally fell on the general of Zhenguo. Prince Jing took an idle name, and the credit went to the general's residence.Left and right he is in charge of the army and horse department, the only son of the general holds the Jingyu Guard, and the father and son work together to get twice the result with half the effort. In just two days, the dark forces in the shining capital were wiped out by means of thunder.

"You are so calm and calm. Are you really an upright gentleman, sitting still?" Gu Chongyuan joked, and the folding fan deliberately waved in front of his eyes, disturbing people's sight restlessly. "I heard that De Chunyuan's theater troupe is already rehearsing. They are beating gongs and drums, and they are preparing to sing a song about the bright moon in the distant river. The boat was robbed. The jade-faced Mr. Jiang, the second lady who is as beautiful as a fairy, deserves a perfect match, a gift from God." happy match."

Jiang Zhan held his fancy folding fan firmly with two fingers, then with a light twitch, he threw it straight into his arms. "You seem to be free? How about going to Jingyu Guard and I pick a few people to fight with you?"

"Tsk. You." Gu Chongyuan propped his chin, looked around boredly, picked up a military booklet and flipped through it, and he could talk eloquently by himself: "How can you say that you and the second lady have a relationship together?" It's a life-and-death friendship that fell into the water, and the second young lady looks really good, not to mention anything else."

"Her?" Jiang Zhan snorted lightly, "Can she stand shoulder to shoulder with your warm and fragrant nephrite?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Chongyuan pushed his trousers to the corner of the table, straightened his wrinkled hem, and smiled with raised eyebrows: "Second Miss's heart is clearly on you, but the bright moon shines on you." The ditch. It's a pity that I prefer the beautiful narcissus over the beautiful peony. The second lady is beautiful, but not as good as Miss Song. The eldest lady is talented and beautiful, and I don't know... this flower Who will end up with it?"

Jiang Zhan ignored the dandy young master, and only heard his noisy voice: "Speaking of which, Mr. Song praised you at Mr. Jingzhao Yinfang a few days ago, and his words are not surprising. A gorgeous and brilliant young talent, who would have thought that the second young lady said after returning to the mansion that it was you who would not marry in this life. Haha, my father came back from court these two days, and said that Master Song's face when he saw the general was really indescribable."

"Where did you hear these gossips?" Jiang Zhan put his pen on the mountain pen hanger. Look for your Pinellia girl in the building. Don't come to me to drink tea, I don't know how much this snowy top has been wiped away by you."

"Isn't this spread all over the capital? Many noble girls in Beijing have been crying for the past few days, so disturbing that I can't even listen to Miss Banxia's playing the piano..." Gu Chongyuan stared at him dumbfounded. Turning the direction, the ending sound trembled and changed the tone: "Major General Tangtang is so stingy?" He couldn't help sniffing the refreshing tea fragrance carefully, but didn't taste anything out of the ordinary: " It’s not a rare breed either. You can’t do that, can you?”

"Tea from Jiangzhou is rare." Jiang Zhan's black and white eyes flashed, and he heard his voice before he saw anyone. The tinkling silver bell followed the bunny-like girl to envelop the room full of spring light Bounced through the door.

Sunshine poured down behind her like splashes of ink, and the young girl's exposed slender neck and lonely wrists were dazzlingly white. She stepped across the threshold with her fairy gauze skirt in her hand, with a warm smile on her brows and eyes.

He paused for a moment, and for some reason another fire started from his fingertips to his palm, all the way to his heart and throat, reminding him of the girl's soft waist that day.

...It turns out that the so-called "abundant like muscles, soft like no bones" is true.

Jiang Zhan turned his eyes away, twirled his dry fingertips unconsciously, and finished the second half of the sentence, "I got three yuan in total, and you wasted two-thirds of it."

"Major - general - army -"

The girl's voice was as delicate as an oriole singing in spring. Jiang Zhan saw a light peach-pink gauze skirt floating into his eyes. He lowered his eyes slightly, turned his wrist, and filled his empty green-glazed tea cup with Serve tea.

"Second Miss is here?" Gu Chongyuan hurriedly put away his idle Wuling youthful appearance, straightened his back, "Second Miss is in good health?"

Song Tangtang's porcelain white face without makeup showed a pair of small pear dimples, she nodded and said, "Greetings to the little lord. I am grateful to the little lord, the daughter is already fine."

She looked around, and Jiang Zhan was keenly aware of what she was looking for. His fingers touched the wall of the lukewarm cup, and the green tea leaves swirled. He drank half of the cup silently.

Song Tangtang gestured the distance between the seats, and she beckoned to Zhou Heng to put down the food basket: "I made some smaller ones, and I came here to thank the major general."

The food basket was painted ocher and painted with patterns of auspicious clouds. Gu Chongyuan stretched his neck and smelled a sweet smell.

Song Tangtang's slender fingertips hooked the first layer and slowly pulled it apart. The blue dates were round and juicy, crisp and refreshing.

The food basket has three layers, each with its own mystery.

On the first floor are the green dates and sour plums that Gu Yu put a lot of thought into, on the second floor is the red bean shortbread that Song Tangtang tried to imitate, and on the third floor is the sweet tea boiled with rock sugar made of silver needles.

"Little Hou, try it?" Her eyes were shining, her light-colored pupils were as excited as a cat, and her slender fingertips drew a line in the void: "This half is salty, and the other half is salty." Sweet. The salty taste is not greasy, the sweet taste is not greasy, and it is still hot."

Gu Chongyuan picked up a piece with the bamboo chopsticks in the food basket. The puff pastry was crunchy and delicious, and the red beans melted in his mouth. It was as soft as a cloud on the tip of his tongue. He immediately let out a long sigh of satisfaction: "Well... ..! Delicious! Second Miss’s craftsmanship is amazing!"

He made a gesture of praise repeatedly, and Song Tangtang blushed, and smiled shyly: "Young Lord, it's absurd praise."

Jiang Zhan didn't take another sip of half a cup of tea until it cooled down, and she carefully moved the mountain-like army folds on the table to a corner, so as not to stain the official documents with splashed juice or falling crumbs.

He didn't say a word, and the corner of his eyes clearly caught her movements. The girl smiled charmingly, and neatly stacked the unevenly placed official documents.

Song Tangtang struggled to move the thick and strong rose chair to Jiang Zhan's side. The girl's body was about to reach his chest, her limbs were slender, and the backs of her hands were bulging because of too much force. Zhou Heng quickly He stepped forward to help, but Jiang Zhan stood up suddenly, with his long arms across the distance between the two, he easily lifted the rose chair.

Gu Chongyuan's mouth was still stuffed with red bean shortbread, he couldn't close his mouth because of his quick action, Zhou Heng retracted the hand he had just stretched out, looked at the expressionless major general, then looked at The second lady who looked at her smilingly took a step back and said respectfully to Jiang Zhan, "Major General, I will follow Zhou Zhen to see the recruit training. The second lady's maids and guards are still there." He only glanced at the redundant and unknowing young master, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and swallowed the words back.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Zhan looked at the girl sitting on the chair obediently. She spread her palms in front of her and squinted her eyes. Her white and tender palms were flushed with tension. She exhaled softly, and then covered her hands On his lap, he turned his body sideways, smiled at Jiang Zhan and said, "I'm here to find you."

Jiang Zhan took a clean porcelain cup again, measured a teaspoon of Xueding Hanjian from the teapot, and poured boiling water into the purple sand teapot.

Gu Chongyuan suddenly felt that the red bean shortbread in his mouth was tasteless.

Although he probably drank two-thirds of Jiang Zhan's Snow Peak, but he didn't enjoy the treatment that the major general made tea himself!

"Why do you want me?"

The young man's movements are noble and elegant. He is originally a gentleman with a gentle and handsome appearance. Because of the life of fighting on the battlefield and licking blood all year round, he has honed a cold and bloody spirit, which separates him from this honorable man who shines in the capital. The son clearly distinguishes them.Today he is still wearing a snow-white gown, with a white crane embroidered on the thin belt around his waist. It seems that there is a breeze blowing over the reeds.

Song Tangtang clasped his hands and said with a smile: "I've been waiting around in the mansion but I can't wait for someone to come to visit me. Since the mountain doesn't come, I'll take a trip. I'll bring my sincerity and come in person." mountain."

The last time he saw her, the girl's head was full of dazzling pearls and jade, and the two of them were living and dying together under the distant river. Under the abyss, the faint light was quickly swallowed by the endless darkness, but there was a warm light in her eyes, burning her heart.

Today's Song Tangtang didn't do any fancy dress, with a few pale pink peach blossoms just plucked from the branches in her hair. The petals are delicate and beautiful, but they are not as good as the crooked smiling eyes on her pink cheeks.

"Really?" Jiang Zhan asked lightly, and wiped his fingers around the wall of the cup to make sure that the temperature would not burn the seemingly precious Miss Song, "Come to return my things?"

Song Tangtang shook his head immediately, and the black hair hanging behind his slender waist also flung out beautiful lines.His eyes dimmed, and his eyes moved away from those few peach blossoms.

In April, the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.

In the past, spring was spring, and flowers were flowers. Jiang Zhan concretized the words "full of spring" for the first time.

It's a pity that this idea was brutally strangled before it took root in his mind. The girl rolled her big eyes and let out a light "hum". She was soft and tender, like the paws of a kitten Hooked on, and then she said.

"You don't look very good, but you think it's pretty."