One Thousand and Forty-Eight: Old Friends Meet (1)

Jiang Pengji looked at the woman calmly, without saying a word, as if she was thinking about something.

Feng Zhen, who was at the side, saw the woman's appearance, and his dull eyes instantly brightened a little, and a few gleams of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Don't look at Feng Zhen's bohemian love of freedom, but in a certain respect, this prodigal son is a "dedicated" person.

How many beauties are there in the world?

There are countless people with closed moon shame flowers and swallows with thin rings and fat rings.

Of the three thousand beauties, Feng Zhen only loves Yu Jie.

If it weren't for the mature and charming Yujie, no matter how good-looking the woman was, she would be insipid and tasteless in his eyes, and tasteless.

The woman in plain clothes in front of me happened to be Feng Zhen's favorite type.

The face is like a goose egg, and the skin is like creamy fat. A pair of red phoenix eyes, the eyes are slender, hooked inside and turned up outside, and the two black eyebrows are like willow leaves in February. She has bright eyes, a graceful and slender figure, and a waist like a willow. Even though she is wearing plain-colored clothes, she still can't hide her mature intelligence.

According to Fengzhen's standard, he could give this woman a high score of over 90.

Although beauty is good, you don't have to keep it for yourself. Fengzhen's mentality is still mostly appreciation.

Seeing that his lord was silent, Feng Zhen smiled and said, "Is what Madam said true?"

The woman secretly squeezed the catkin in her sleeve, but replied calmly on her face.

"Everything you said is true, how dare the little woman gamble with her own life?"

The woman raised her lips and smiled slightly, as if her previous anxiety and worry were all other people's eyes.

Hanchang Pass was breached by the enemy, there were shouts of killing everywhere, servants and maids were all busy fleeing, how could they take care of the whole family?

The woman was born in Hejian County, and married to Cangzhou at the age of twenty-nine.

Although she is a noble woman, she also knows what will happen to the family of the enemy general after the city is broken.

Before Jiang Pengji arrived, those soldiers plundered money, killed the fleeing servants indiscriminately, and even had evil thoughts about the maids in the mansion.

When the concubines in the concubine were at a loss, the woman decisively summoned the female relatives and children to retreat to the inner courtyard, and used the wall to resist for a while. While hiding in the inner courtyard, she heard the movement of several maidservants being captured by enemy soldiers, and the miserable voice even overshadowed the shouts of killing outside.

Therefore, when the gate of the inner courtyard was kicked open, the woman mistakenly thought that Jiang Pengji and the others were not kind.

If nothing is done, the women's family members in the yard will end up worrying, and it will be difficult for a few young children to save their lives.

In desperation, the woman simply moved out of Jiang Pengji, hoping to have a chance.

She really knew Jiang Pengji, and she had a little contact with Jiang Pengji when she was young, so it is not a lie to say that she is an "old friend".

Feng Zhen glanced at the woman, then turned to look at his master, who was staring at him with black and white eyes.

"This is interesting, my lord is right in front of you, if you are really my lord's old friend, why didn't you recognize him?"

He looked at the woman with a half-smile, and the other party quickly understood Feng Zhen's meaning, and the already pale pretty face suddenly lost a trace of blood.

"Liu, Liu Xi?"

The woman turned her eyes and landed on Jiang Pengji who was in the middle, her words were somewhat unbelievable.

She really didn't expect Jiang Pengji to be right in front of her eyes!

Just as Feng Zhen was about to raise his lips, his master nodded at the woman.

"Well, long time no see."

Fengzhen: "..."

no--

Is this woman in front of me really an old acquaintance of the Lord?

Feng Zhen was stunned, and so were the audience, they didn't have Jiang Pengji's memory for changing, changing, or acting.

After a commotion, the ancient boss who had been diving for a long time jumped out.

[Smuggled into Africa]: Yeah—this young lady looks familiar. I remember that she was one of the noble ladies who appeared when the anchor first started the live broadcast, and it was Shangguan Wan's handkerchief. I frantically searched through the notes in the live broadcast room just now, and finally found her——Wan Xiu'er!

[Ghost Talent Guo Fengxiao]: Shit—you're still alive, big brother——

[Qilin]: Worship the boss!

[Shit Shoveler]: Worship the boss!

[I met you at the age of twenty]: Come on, Poké Ball! Catch a big guy alive!

Anyone who knows the live broadcast room knows that the first viewer in the live broadcast room is this [Smuggled into Africa],

The original recording and broadcasting video was also circulated from him. It is said that this person is also the founder of the Empress Live Forum and a column editor for related magazines.

There are rumors in the world that there are local tyrants who spent millions of dollars just to buy his ancient ID, but it's a pity that they refused to sell it.

The woman was Wan Xiu'er, who had met Jiang Pengji several times back then.

When she heard Jiang Pengji's response, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know which mountain of corpses Jiang Pengji crawled out of, her body was covered in blood, and she was terrified to see it.

How could she recognize such a terrifying appearance?

You know, the last time they met was eight years ago!

Jiang Pengji's height is far higher than that of ordinary women, even many men look up to her. Wearing armor, wearing a helmet, holding a pair of hammers, simply standing there, that is a young general full of heroic spirit, who would think of her as a female eunuch.

"Your husband's family?"

Looking at her attire, Jiang Pengji frowned slightly.

If Wan Xiuer's husband was an enemy general from Han Changguan, even the corpse would be cold by now.

Although Jiang Pengji was not merciful, but the old man slaughtered her husband as soon as they met, making them a widow, which was somewhat embarrassing.

Wan Xiu'er sighed softly, her expression calm.

"My husband's family is Han Chang's gate guard, and now——I guess I have already reported to the Palace of the King of Hell."

The calmer the other party was, the more embarrassed Jiang Pengji was.

Wan Xiu'er's husband died, and she reacted calmly, but her husband's concubine and children were crying and howling, and she didn't even care about her image.

Hearing this movement, Wan Xiu'er lowered her eyelids indifferently, and sneered at the corner of her lips.

Jiang Pengji was also thick-skinned, and she didn't keep her embarrassment for long, she said calmly, "It's because of our friendship, I will return your husband's body when the fighting subsides, at least it can be buried in the ground, and the corpse will not be exposed wilderness."

Wan Xiu'er said, "I am your prisoner. Thunder, rain and dew are all grace. If the deceased husband can get the whole body, it will be considered a good beginning and a good end."

Her reaction enraged the weeping concubines, who scolded her one by one.

"You old shrew who can't lay eggs, the master treats you kindly, but now that he's gone, you don't even want to shed a tear—"

"Could it be that you cursed the master to die early, so that you can climb another high branch?"

"What a vicious heart, femme fatale woman, you will have retribution sooner or later!"

A few concubines who were as beautiful as flowers and jade were crying and crying, and a few immature children were sobbing and choking in their arms.

Wan Xiu'er didn't even bother to raise her eyebrows.

Seeing this, Jiang Pengji ordered people to take these noisy women and children down, her actions were not rough, but they were not gentle enough either.

"Look at this, you haven't had a very comfortable life these years."

Wan Xiu'er tucked her loose hair behind her ears with a calm expression.

"Most of the women in the backyard are like this. How many people are there in the world who are as unrestrained and carefree as you?"