Cold general's little work

Inside Liangcheng General's Mansion, Zhou Mohuai stood in the courtyard with a cold face.

Everyone in Xiao En was dumbfounded, looking at everything before them in disbelief, the precious flowers and plants in the yard had all turned into green onions, and there were also unknown vegetable sprouts, occasionally the breeze would blow, and a bad smell would come to their nostrils.

Zhou Mohuai looked around and walked quickly to the backyard.

"General, general, calm down, this is a marriage bestowed by the emperor, you must not hurt your wife's life." Xiao En followed closely behind.

At this time, Su Le'an was lying on the tree digging out the bird's nest.

"My lord, come down quickly, it's going to break, what's the matter?" Xiaocha was about to cry anxiously.

Steward Li, who was standing by the side, looked numb. It was no surprise that the general's wife used a few tricks to kill her every day.

"See General."

The housekeeper and Xiao Cha turned their heads together.

"General, you are back." Steward Li knelt on the ground directly: "I have tried my best, and I really can't stop it."

Xiaocha knelt on the ground trembling. The tall man in front of him was the general of Zhen Guo. He was 16 years old and went into battle. Do not present the book of reconciliation, and attach several cities.

With a dark face, Zhou Mohuai stood under the tree with his hands behind his back, looking at Su Le'an who was crawling up the treetops with his buttocks up, no wonder Xiao En said that he was very well-behaved, it seemed that he judged people by their appearance.

Without distraction, Su Le'an slowly stretched out his hand towards the bird's nest: "Almost, almost." He kept muttering in a low voice.

"Crack-"

"what-"

Zhou Mohuai took two steps back calmly.

"Plop—" A layer of dust kicked up on the ground.

"My lord, my lord, are you alright?" Xiaocha ran to Su Le'an's side regardless of other busy schedules, and helped him up.

Su Le'an blinked her big eyes, tears welled in her eye sockets, and Lao Gao, with her small mouth pouting, tried her best not to let herself cry.

"Wow..." I couldn't help it, I couldn't bear this grievance.

Zhou Mohuai pinched the center of his brows, what he hated most was the appearance of a boy and a girl, crying every now and then, what a look.

"Hold back, you're crying, this general will have your mouth sewed shut." Yu Yankee Zhou Mohuai said fiercely with a sullen face.

Su Le'an was so frightened that she tried her best to control herself, not letting herself cry out, but how could she be so easy to control: "Woo, hahahahahahaha..."

"... "

Xiaocha hurriedly pushed the handkerchief over: "My lord, you didn't hurt yourself, why don't you ask a doctor to take a look?"

Su Le'an shook her head with red eyes, and walked timidly in front of Zhou Mohuai: "General, you are back, you must have not had lunch yet. It just so happens that I made braised fish. If you don't mind the general, how would you like to taste it?"

Zhou Mohuai looked at the man in front of him who was crying just now, he was so well dressed, he couldn't help being speechless, the emperor's vision in choosing a man is really... hard to describe.

"En." Zhou Mohuai strode towards the hall. After all, he was gifted by the emperor. Even if he was unhappy, he couldn't be too stiff, otherwise no one would look good.

Su Le'an followed Zhou Mohuai, and entered the hall dejectedly.

Xiaocha has already gone to the kitchen to serve fish, but her heart almost jumped out of her throat on the way.

Zhou Mohuai sat down around the dining table, pointed to the front yard and said, "Since you are capable of weeding those flowers, you must be able to grow them. If you can't grow them, this general will treat your head as a flower and plant it in the yard."

"That's so scary." Su Le'an stood aside and muttered in a low voice.

Zhou Mohuai patted the table.

"I'll plant it when I get it back. Then I have to wait until the vegetables are fully grown. I planted the vegetables with great difficulty." Su Le'an said boldly, not afraid of death.

"Is the general's mansion short of your food?" Zhou Mohuai's voice was tinged with anger.

Su Le'an nodded like a pounding garlic: "It's missing, otherwise can I grow vegetables? On the second day I came to the General's Mansion, I didn't have any vegetables to eat, just a small plate of pickles. I don't mind, but how can I let the General eat pickles? , so I hoeed off those flamboyant and useless flowers..."