Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Zhu Zheng's head buzzed. Over the past few days, she had developed a habit of reaching into her sleeves whenever she felt unsure. As long as she held the bell, she would not have trouble sleeping at night.

How could it disappear?

Zhu Zheng searched the camp upside down like a headless fly, and was extremely scared, but dared not say a word.

There was a mixed crowd in the military camp, from simple and honest young men like Chen Maoer to many ruffians who did not care about meat or vegetables.

If someone picked up such an exquisite silver object, they would not think it was a treasure. It would probably be flattened into a silver ingot and put into the insole in a short time.

Zhu Zheng had nowhere to turn to for help. Coincidentally, Yan Niang had not returned from collecting herbs, and Wen Fenghan had gone into the city to do some work.

Zhu Zheng mounted her horse and immediately went into Langguan City to find Wen Fenghan. Even if she had to kneel down and beg him for help, she had to get her silver bell back.

Wen Fenghan finished discussing matters in the city lord's camp, and saw Zhu Zheng coming over with an anxious look on his face. His expression changed and he asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhu Zheng briefly explained the purpose of her visit.

Wen Fenghan thought it was some kind of jewelry, so he asked a few questions casually. But he changed his usual temper and said in a surprisingly friendly way, "I'll help you find it when I get back to the camp."

Zhu Zheng didn't have much hope at first, but she didn't expect him to suddenly be so warm-hearted. She was flattered and said, "Thank you, Major General."

He said anxiously, "Let's go back and look for it quickly. I'm afraid it's too late..."

"You're not going back yet." Wen Fenghan interrupted her and said, "It's a good thing that you're here. Let's go somewhere first."

Zhu Zheng was concerned about her own affairs and had no interest in going anywhere else, but since Wen Fenghan had agreed to help her find the bell, she had to worship him as a great Buddha.

Wen Fenghan took Zhu Zheng out of the city from the north and entered a dense forest covered with snow.

Zhu Zheng followed behind on horseback, confused, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Fenghan glanced at her and said, "Catch the rabbit."

Zhu Zheng exclaimed, “Ah?”

Wen Fenghan looked profound on the way and didn't say a word. She thought he was going to have some mysterious and urgent mission.

Just catch the rabbit, catch it quickly and go back to the camp.

Zhu Zheng searched for the rabbit among the dry grass and snow for most of the day, but didn't see even a rabbit hair. She deeply suspected that there were no rabbits in the forest.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Wen Fenghan had no intention of returning and simply found an open space to build a bonfire.

He wasn't planning on staying here overnight, was he?

The campsite is only half an hour away, why should we suffer here in the wild?

Zhu Zheng was very upset. After hinting at it several times, the other party really didn't plan to leave.

She endured it, found a short branched tree, and prepared to climb up to accompany him.

As soon as I climbed up, I touched something like a soft rope and picked it up curiously to take a look.

Oh my goodness! It's a hibernating yellow ring snake!

Zhu Zheng threw it out, and screams instantly resounded through the forest.

Wen Fenghan looked up at her hanging on the tree, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Zheng said in a daze, "Yes, there is a snake."

Wen Fenghan glanced at her and said, "You scared the snakes awake. Be quiet, witch."

Zhu Zheng was already worried and wanted to pick up the snake and throw it on his head. After a long while, she said, "Young General, can I discuss something with you?"

Wen Fenghan: "Speak."

Zhu Zheng gritted her teeth and said, "Could you please change your words?"

"Anyway, you are not used to calling her that yet, so you can change it in time. Otherwise, if you get used to it in the future, and you call her that in the barracks, everyone will look at me, who looks like a shabby androgynous person, and think, how can she deserve this name? I will definitely want to die of shame and anger."

After listening to this, Wen Fenghan snorted coldly.

Zhu Zheng didn't care and suggested, "You can call me Ah Si, or Ah Zheng, or Xiao Zhu, or any name you want."

Wen Fenghan did not comment, just fanned the fire and remained silent.

Zhu Zheng ignored him, thinking that he agreed, and began to carefully check if there were any other "soft ropes" on the tree.

Not long after, Zhu Zheng had just found a comfortable position to lie down when Wen Fenglan suddenly said, "That little monkey, come down."

Zhu Zheng looked as if he had eaten a fly.

Wen Fenghan seemed to have succeeded, and he looked up at her and said, "You said it, call me whatever you want."

Zhu Zheng wanted to clap her hands, "Okay, okay, okay."

He is lucky. She is a monkey witch with little power and cannot defeat the thousand-year-old fox spirit.

Zhu Zheng jumped down from the tree and suddenly didn't want to accompany him anymore. She might as well go back and find a reliable bell by herself instead of wasting time.

Just as she stood firm and was about to leave, Wen Fenghan threw something to her. It was black, round and hot, which scared Zhu Zheng so much that she caught it subconsciously.

"Take it." Wen Fenghan said.

Zhu Zheng lowered her head and found out it was a pancake.

Although a hole was almost smashed in the head, he was still hungry after catching unnecessary rabbits all day.

Zhu Zheng took the hot pancake and took a bite.

so hard!

Is such a hard cake made of iron?

Zhu Zheng tried to bend it, but it didn't move at all. She took out the knife from her body and stabbed it twice, but it didn't even scratch the crust.

He picked it up and knocked it twice on a stone nearby, making a crisp bang sound that echoed through the night sky.

Zhu Zheng realized that it was possible that what he gave was not a cake, but armor made in the shape of a cake.

Wen Fenghan watched her series of actions and sighed.

"Qianjin, soak it until it's soft and eat it."

Although it was a clear mockery, the word "daughter of gold" was indeed the nicest name I had ever heard from him.

At midnight, the wind was cold and the bonfire was about to go out.

Zhu Zheng opened her eyes from the tree.

No, she couldn't sleep.

Zhu Zheng felt as if she had not searched the cracks in the bed, nor had she looked carefully under the carpet. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. She couldn't convince herself to stay in this desolate forest with nothing to do.

Zhu Zheng quietly climbed down from the tree and saw Wen Fenghan sleeping against a rock with his clothes on, soundly sleeping.

Let’s go back and look for it first.

If not, she would come back before dawn to catch rabbits with him.

When Zhu Zheng returned to the barracks, it was already midnight. Unexpectedly, no one in the barracks had rested, but instead gathered together and made a lot of noise.

Wen Fenghan was not there, and Adjutant Qin asked everyone to go back and sleep, but the crowd acted like disobedient cattle.

Zhu Zheng grabbed Chen Maoer and asked, "What happened?"

Chen Mao'er replied, "Zhao Chong has been captured."

Zhu Zheng had some impression of this Zhao Chong. He was a little scoundrel who loved to take advantage of others, but he was not worthy of being arrested.

I couldn't help wondering, "Who caught him?"

Chen Maoer lowered his voice, "At night, a certain man came to the camp. It was said that he was passing by here looking for something. No one knew what he was looking for, so he made a big scene. It seemed that he was searching Zhao Chong and took him away."

Zhu Zheng felt her palms getting hot. "What is he looking for?"

"I heard it was a bell of some kind."

……

Tinnitus suddenly filled Zhu Zheng's ears. Her heart beat so fast that she felt dizzy and she could hear her own voice echoing vaguely.

"...Where is he...now?"

"That adult was in a hurry. After finding the person, he asked a bunch of strange questions and left long ago."

Zhu Zheng's heart was pounding. He rushed through the crowd and ran towards the official road, asking as he ran, "Where are the others?"

"How long has he been gone?"

"Did you see where he went?"

No one answered her.

The skinny soldier wearing a deerskin hat rushed around in the night, his voice drowned out by the noisy military camp.

Zhu Zheng didn't even dare to breathe deeply. She tensed her body and forced herself to calm down, trying to remember where her horse was tied.

As soon as I ran out of the door, I bumped into a figure head-on. Before I could even look up, my wrist was suddenly grabbed and I was held tightly in a broad embrace.

The breath of cold wind and dust blew in my face with a familiar chill.

Suddenly, the world lost its voice and everything was silent.

All I could hear was a clear, slightly hoarse voice, trembling slightly.

"...Zhu Zheng."

The glaciers burst, all things revived, the sounds of wind and people's voices rolled in like invisible surging waves, Zhu Zheng's heart felt as if pierced by a long thorn, and tears of pain instantly filled her eyes.

It has been a long, long time since anyone called her Zhu Zheng...