Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

That night, Yan Xin did not go back.

She lives in Zhang Nanshu's small building.

The two of them took a shower and lay down. Yan Xin put on Zhang Nanshu's silk pajamas and lay in her warm bed. Zhang Nanshu began to scold Jing Yuanzhao.

"... He's a bastard. He hasn't settled his debt yet, so he dares to provoke you!" Zhang Nanshu said.

She cursed quite boldly.

Not only because she is from the north, but also because her father and brother are both soldiers, it is impossible for her to be a Shuyuan.

"These men all want to have three wives and concubines! As for that iron knot, they have a fiancee and a childhood sweetheart. When they see you are beautiful, they won't let go." Zhang Nanshu said.

Yan Xin was a little silent.

When her uncle talked about Sheng Rouzhen, Yan Xin still felt lucky. When her wife said the same thing, she knew that she didn't understand Sheng Rouzhen at all.

She could see through the inside and not know the whole picture. She could say she knew nothing about Sheng Rouzhen.

In her previous life, her grandfather passed away, and Yan Xin was depressed and suffered from emotional illness. From then on, she never recovered.

The things she encountered in the future became worse and worse. She had tried her best to survive.

She was like a mule, pulling her heavy life, working hard, never raising her head to look at the sky.

Yan Xin did not hate herself in her previous life.

Apart from being a little stubborn, she didn't do anything wrong. If someone else were in her situation, they might not be able to do better than her.

It's not her fault if she meets someone unkindly. Yan Xin never took the initiative to curry favor with Sheng Rouzhen, it was Sheng Rouzhen who took the initiative to date her again and again.

"...If you were my father's daughter, they would never dare!" Zhang Nanshu continued to ramble, "Men are the best at bullying the weak and shying away from the strong."

Yan Xin came back to her senses and smiled: "You are right."

"When a child comes to the market with gold in hand, everyone covets it. Zhuzhu, you are not wrong." Zhang Nanshu said again.

Yan Xin: "I know."

Zhang Nanshu patted her hand on the quilt: "It's good to know. Don't worry, I will help you."

"You have already helped me today and asked a lot of questions for me." Yan Xin said.

Zhang Nanshu: "I'm curious myself."

He added, "I heard that Madam's adopted daughter Sheng Rouzhen is very beautiful, but I don't know whether it's true or not."

Yan Xin didn't answer.

Sheng Rouzhen has an oval face and almond-shaped eyes. She is a standard beauty, a bit more beautiful than Zhang Nanshu. When I reach middle age, my figure is well maintained, and my cheongsam is still the same size as when I was a child.

She does look good.

Zhang Nanshu didn't hear her answer, so she muttered a few words to herself and fell asleep.

Yan Xin didn't sleep. She spent the whole song taking stock of the encounter between herself and Sheng Rouzhen.

vividly.

What's wrong?

Is it the suppressed anger when Yan Wanwan was looking at her, or the excessive look in her eyes when she looked at Yan Xin?

Sheng Rouzhen would often look at Yan Xin very hard, as if she wanted to see through her.

Yan Xin didn't quite understand the look in her eyes. Every time I asked her, she just sighed and said: "You are so beautiful, but it is a pity that you are not lucky."

Yan Xin understood this sentence as Sheng Rouzhen's sympathy for her.

Her fate was indeed bad.

Her grandfather died too early, and she was knocked down before she could stand up.

When Sheng Rouzhen looked at Yan Xin, what was she thinking?

Yan Xin stayed at the Governor's Mansion for two days, eating, drinking and having fun with Zhang Nanshu, and also chatting and playing chess with the Governor's wife.

Two days later, Yan Xin returned to Songxiangyuan.

Zhou Mansion did not send anyone to look for her.

On the first day in the west, Zhou Junwang came to visit Yan Xin again, accompanied by Jiang Siqiao.

"...Miss, this is the token my father gave you. From now on, you will be the incense owner of Qinglong Hall." Zhou Junwang handed her a small box, "When are you free? I will take you to see Meet Hall Master Cheng."

Jiang Siqiao, who was accompanying him, was shocked.

Before Yan Xin could say anything, Jiang Siqiao spoke first: "What incense master?"

Zhou Junwang smiled: "Young Master Jiang, the eldest lady will be a member of our Qing Gang. She is the ninth incense master of Qinglong Hall."

Jiang Siqiao seemed to have been struck by lightning.

He was too shocked, regardless of image: "Is this a joke?"

"No, this is a serious matter. When the eldest lady meets the hall master, she will set up an incense burner to offer sacrifices and advertise to the National Youth Gang." Zhou Junwang suppressed his smile and looked serious.

Yan Xin accepted the box: "Thank you."

"You deserve it." Zhou Junwang said.

Yan Xin made an appointment with him to meet Cheng Sanniang, and Zhou Junwang stood up and left.

Jiang Siqiao quickly told the eldest man and his wife about this matter.

The elder couldn't help but be happy: "Really or not? There are several docks in Qinglongtang! Our family is going to get rich."

The eldest lady was feeling cold all over.

She wanted to use Zhou Congling to elevate Zhang Qingya's status so that she could compete with Yan Xin.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Congling had no intention of getting married. He just wanted to use the engagement party to assassinate Zhou Longtou, without caring about the lives of the Jiang family and Zhang Qingya.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xin actually made great achievements with the help of the "assassination" and became Zhou Longtou's "savior".

The Qing Gang actually made her the incense master.

If the eldest wife didn't take the initiative to get engaged to Zhou Conling, Zhou Conling probably wouldn't have thought of the assassination plan; without the assassination plan, Yan Xin wouldn't be able to show off in the Qing Gang.

The eldest lady set up the stage and asked Yan Xin to sing a good show.

Her throat felt fishy, ​​and the eldest lady almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Because of such a thing, Zhang Qingya could never figure out her relationship with Zhou Conling, and her future was uncertain; Yan Xin was promoted step by step.

Yan Xin stepped on them and made a lot of money.

The eldest wife was so hateful that she wanted to chew Yan Xin alive.

But Jiang Siqiao said from the side: "Abba, how can a woman be the incense owner? You should be the incense owner, or I should be the incense owner. We are her masters."

The elder glared at his son: "It's not our turn, so don't mess up a good thing."

As long as Yan Xin has this kind of relationship, the big boss can "pretend to be powerful" on the dock.

He said that he was Yan Xiangzhu's father-in-law, how much respect should others give him?

With just a little face, the Jiang family could smuggle in all kinds of tobacco, which would be a huge profit.

"Lucky star, really lucky star! By marrying her, our family is marrying the God of Wealth into the family." The eldest man said, "Go and invite her, and let's discuss the business."

he ordered the servant.

But the servant said that Mrs. Xi was not in Songxiangyuan and had gone out.

The elder is also out.

The eldest lady was so angry that she was shaking all over.

Zhang Qingya came over later and when she heard about this, she also looked defeated.

"Auntie, what should we do?" she asked, "We can't borrow any strength at all."

The eldest lady: "No hurry, no hurry! Let that little bitch be proud for a while, and we will look for another good opportunity."

Where are the opportunities?

But the eldest lady didn't know that things would quietly change.

Sheng Rouzhen is on her way back to China.

Yan Xin also doesn’t know what the future holds.

She went to see Cheng Sanniang, chatted with her for a few words, and became polite on the surface.

Cheng Sanniang did not resent her becoming his subordinate.

The Qing Gang priests wrote Yan Xin's name on it, and she became the second female leader of the Qing Gang.

The governor and his wife heard about it.

The governor and his wife were very satisfied with the result.

"If I just give her money, I'm treating her too lightly; if I also accept her as my adopted daughter, I'll be a little jealous." The lady said with a smile.

Fortunately, she was not an adopted daughter, but became the incense master of the Qing Gang.

"Xin'er is a transparent person." The governor also praised her.

At the same time, the warlord thought to himself that this adopted daughter seemed much better than Sheng Rouzhen's adopted daughter.

"It's a good thing if Xin'er becomes a daughter-in-law. On the one hand, she is really capable, and on the other hand, Ah Zhao likes her very much." The warlord thought.

I'm afraid that the lady can't turn the corner.

And Yan Xin is married. Even if he gets divorced and remarries, his reputation will be a bit unpleasant and it will damage Azhao's prestige.

The governor didn't dare to mention anything in front of his wife.