The general's wife is sick

What Xiong Zhengli wanted was a kind of red pigment, which was a tribute to the imperial palace. The method of making this red pigment had been recorded in the book, but the production process was complicated and the raw materials were precious, so the production process was complicated, and the finished product was even rarer.

Every year when new peaches are pasted, Emperor Xuande will give some new peaches to the ministers and other dignitaries. The red paper on which the word "Fu" is written is dyed with the red pigment that Xiong Zhengli thought of.

Ocher and red coral are ground into fine powder, mixed with cinnabar, and then mixed with special substances to obtain this red pigment.

The specially made red pigment can guarantee that it will not fade for several years, and every year, Emperor Xuande will bestow a new blessing character, so that one by one on the basis of the old talisman, it will be pasted every year. , Take the meaning of adding blessings and increasing longevity.

After being driven away by Yan Bao, Xiong Zhengli plunged into the ocean of painting, painting peonies one after another, in various forms.

Budding and blooming in anger, all kinds of peonies filled every corner of the study. Finally, Xiong Zhengli chose the one he was most proud of and began to practice repeatedly.

Hong Yan sent soup into the study with her pregnant belly. Nowadays, as long as she doesn't take the initiative to approach Xiong Zhengli, Xiong Zhengli still won't take the initiative to visit her, but she doesn't care. The child in her belly is her foundation. Now, his position in the mansion will be as stable as a mountain.

What's more, since showing weakness to Xiong Zhengli last time, Xiong Zhengli has never refused her approach again. Although this kind of hope is like a little bit of firefly in the forest, it can still be called hope.

"Husband, what are you doing?"

Hong Yan signaled Liu Xu to put the soup cup on the desk, but was stopped by Xiong Zhengli, "Put it aside, don't get these papers wet."

Hong Yan smiled and supported her waist, and told Liu Xu, "Then put it on the peonies over there. The peonies painted by my husband are very charming."

Xiong Zhengli raised his head, "You are a talented woman from the capital, come and have a look, which of these paintings is better?"

Hearing this, Liu Xu dared to pick up the scattered papers on the ground, table, and chairs one by one, and handed them to Hong Yan.

"Every piece of my husband's peonies is very unique, but peonies are such a beautiful and heavenly flower, naturally they must all be in full bloom to be amazing."

The peony is not like the other flowers, it is not clear. To put it bluntly, she is born graceful and luxurious, so her beauty can be best displayed only when it is in full bloom.

Xiong Zhengli thought for a while, and neither agreed nor opposed, "Are you in good health now?"

"Fortunately, the child is very good."

"That's good. It's getting colder at night. You should go back and rest earlier."

After saying a few words, she was about to drive them away, even Hong Yan couldn't help but stiffen the expression on her face, "Then husband has to rest earlier after drinking the soup."

"Well, let's go back." Xiong Zhengli immersed himself in painting, carefully outlining every line.

After going out, Liu Xu also learned to be good, she didn't say a word outside what she shouldn't say, and just carefully held the lantern to illuminate the path under Hong Yan's feet.Hong Yan rubbed her belly and didn't know what she was thinking, and the master and servant returned to the east courtyard in silence.

After the two left, Xiaoxin entered the study, "Master, please take a break and have some soup first."

"Drink it, and if you don't want to drink the things she brings over in the future, just throw them away."

Xiong Zhengli didn't lift his head.

Xiaoxin opened the soup cup, and there were some precious ingredients inside. The soup was light yellow in color, without oil, and smelled fragrant, "Master, they are all good things, it would be too wasteful to throw them away."

"Then you drink it, don't waste firewood."

What Xiong Zhengli said was not to waste firewood, not to waste Hong Yan's heart, Xiaoxin's expression was a little subtle.

Since the first time he took money from Mrs. Hong, his young master wanted to drive him away just because he asked one more question for her.Right now, Mrs. Hong is pregnant with the young master's child again by unrefined means. Even if she can save face, no matter how much she can make up for her inside, she will not be able to win back the young master's heart.

Instead of speaking for Hong Yan, Xiaoxin sat down to drink soup, and this kind of good soup is not available every day.

"After drinking, send the bowl back, and then you go to the West Courtyard, wait for the candles to be extinguished and let Nanny Lin come over, I have something to say."

"Okay, sir."

On the evening of the second day, after reading the account book, Yan Bao got up and yawned, "Nurse, make the bed, I'm a little sleepy."

Nanny Lin agreed, pulled off the quilt on the bed, lowered the bed curtain, and helped Yan Bao to wash up and go to bed to rest.

He was a bit sleepy these two days, probably because he was holding back in the mansion and couldn't go anywhere. Although he was not physically tired, he was always mentally exhausted. Let's rest earlier... Thinking so, Yan Baokuan went to bed with stains on his clothes. The pillow dreamed of Duke Zhou.

Nanny Lin put out the tranquilizing incense in the censer, and opened the bedroom door. Xiong Zhengli was already waiting outside the door, "Go out, I don't need you to serve tonight."

Nanny Lin glanced at the bed worriedly, and slowly exited the room.

After closing the door, Xiong Zhengli put down the paints and brushes he was carrying with him, and the smell in the room still lingered in the fragrance. If you inhale a lot of this calming fragrance, it can calm the nerves and help you sleep, and the night is dark and sweet until dawn.

And the incense burner in Yan Bao's room was burning this kind of incense these past few days. The bed curtain was lifted and hung up again, and the sleeping person did not have a trace of vigilance.

After staring blankly for a while, Xiong Zhengli leaned over and rubbed Yan Bao's lips until his lips became red and swollen from kissing him, before he was willing to get up.

"You are so guarded against me, but you never guard against the people around you. Do you think you are smart or stupid?"

Lifting the thin quilt, Xiong Zhengli's eyes followed his chin, slender neck, passed by his flat chest, and came to his stomach.

Xiong Zhengli stretched out his hand to caress, and circled Yan Bao's stomach with his knuckle fingers, softly and ruthlessly, "When will I have my child here?"

The gentle appearance was different from usual, leaning over, a light kiss landed on Yan Bao's stomach, Xiong Zhengli said, "I promise I will never hurt you in the future, don't you want to have sex with me again?"

Xiong Jinghai's three children all look like fat dolls in New Year pictures, and even his uncle likes them very much.

But he can like his elder brother's child, but he doesn't have any expectations for the child in Hong Yan's womb. That child is not the child he expected, because he doesn't like his mother, and he doesn't like this unborn child. The child Xiong Zhengli doesn't have much emotion either.

He couldn't get what he wanted, and someone who didn't want someone came to his door, no longer lamenting the impermanence of the world, Xiong Zhengli got up and walked back to the table, opened the red paint, hooked a little water with a small silver spoon, and began to grind.

Until the redness melted, Xiong Zhengli returned to the bedside again, tiptoely took off Yan Bao's underwear, his fair body was extremely dazzling in Xiong Zhengli's eyes.

Controlling the charming and evil thoughts in his heart, he turned him over, Xiong Zhengli couldn't forget Yan Bao's back that was stained with water droplets when he took a bath.

With his fair back in sight, Xiong Zhengli took the brush, and the tip of the white brush was soaked with paint. Xiong Zhengli leaned over and held his breath, not daring to take too much breath, and began to paint.

The paper stained with this kind of red pigment will not fade for decades, and I don't know how many years it can be kept on the human body. Xiong Zhengli carefully painted, and the budding peony picture in his heart took shape in front of his eyes.

The peony in full bloom is the most beautiful, but Yan Bao is not in full bloom at this time. He is reserved and emotional, just like a peony that is slowly blooming. All polished for a long time.

When he stopped writing, Xiong Zhengli stared at Yan Bao's back calmly, a beautiful picture of peonies blooming on his fair back.

After collecting the things and waiting for the paint to dry, Xiong Zhengli carefully put on the undershirt for him again, and put his arms around Yan Bao, the two of them slept soundly together with their black hair intertwined, breathing and smelling each other.

Yan Bao wakes up leisurely under the call of Nanny Lin, and Nanny Lin looks at him worriedly, wondering if it's because the soothing incense burnt for too long these days, Yan Bao fell asleep much longer than before.

Sitting up and stretching his body, Yan Bao sighed comfortably, "I slept really well."

Nanny Lin felt relieved, "Young Madam sent someone to ask if you want to sit in his yard."

"Go, it's rare that he's not busy."

Yan Bao got up to change his clothes, Nanny Lin took a new inner coat for him to change, when she saw the peony picture on his back, Nanny Lin almost shouted out!

In an emergency, Nanny Lin covered her mouth, and the peonies behind her were bright and ready to be released, gently stretching with his movements.

After waiting for a while, Madam Lin didn't see any movement. The weather had turned slightly cooler at this time, and it was still a little cold even naked, so Yan Bao turned around, "What's the matter, Madam?"

"No...it's nothing, my tooth hurts a bit." Nanny Lin made an excuse indiscriminately and said perfunctorily.

Yan Bao put on his coat and put on his coat, "I'll go to Brother Liu to get some medicine for Mammy later, he's the best at these things."

"Thank you sir."

The general's mansion is already facing a big enemy, the guards are much more heavily guarded, and the number of patrols has also increased. On the Cheng mansion's side, Cheng Wu has already opened the mouths of those people.

He wiped his hands with a white silk handkerchief and came out of the private dungeon, "Report to the general's mansion, saying that there is news here, and invite the general's wife to come and tell."

"Yes, Master!"

The silk handkerchief stained with bright red was casually thrown aside by Cheng Wu. Over the past three years, Ji Liu's appearance has not changed much. Instead, he has become more charming because of getting married and having children, and a mature atmosphere surrounds him all the time. , even if I can no longer make plans for him, it is good to be able to stay by his side for a while.

Cheng Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, he was glad that his hard work over the past three years was not in vain, if he had made a wrong step at the beginning, he would not be able to talk to Ji Liu Tongfu today.If he was tainted, Xiong Jinghai is an iron-blooded general, he would be polite if he didn't uproot himself from the capital, how could he have the opportunity to contact Ji Liu.

He is jealous of Xiong Jinghai!

Cheng Wu admitted that he was mad with jealousy, Xiong Jinghai's life is too good to have such an outstanding twin.

On the other hand, what is a bastard who was born as a beggar, a hooligan leader?

The disparity in status and family status made him fantasize about Ji Liu from the first day, and he buried this feeling deeply until he became famous and appeared in front of the world stepping on the corpse of the previous snake head, the inferiority complex in his heart dissipated a little Some.

At first, I thought Ji Liu was just a concubine. At that time, he was still engaged to Xiong Zhengli, but a man who was terminally ill might pass away at any time. If Ji Liu was caught in the tongues of the common people, he might have a chance .

But the facts proved that it wasn't his, no matter how much he thought about it, it would be useless. If such a talented and beautiful Shuang'er really followed him, everything that Ji Liu broke through now would be in vain.

Ji Liu and Xiong Jinghai complement each other and support each other. Although they are jealous in their hearts, they have to admit that Ji Liu is the most perfect with Xiong Jinghai.