Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

The eldest wife Zhang returned to her yard and was very angry.

Yan Xin resolved the matter with just a few words.

Not only because her status is different now, but also because the old lady supports her.

Zhang Qingya came to ask about the situation.

After learning this result, Zhang Qingya was also very discouraged: "This bitch is really difficult to deal with!"

The eldest lady sighed: "Luo Zhukang killed me!"

It was Luo Zhu's idea to marry Yan Xin at first, but the eldest wife was full of confidence and made various plans.

I just didn't expect that such a wilted Yan Xin could be so cunning and vicious.

"It's better to drive her away." Zhang Qingya said.

She was a little scared.

The eldest lady: "No!"

Zhang Qingya was very hesitant: "Auntie, that bitch is really powerful. The old lady..."

"We can't drive her away. She escaped easily and our lives will be even more difficult in the future. Do you think she will let us go?"

If she gets divorced and leaves, we won't be able to borrow from her. Besides, when Yunzhou comes back and hears that she is getting divorced, will he still feel distraught? "The eldest lady said again.

Still thinking about Jiang Yunzhou's love for Yan Xin.

It has been more than half a year since Jiang Yunzhou ran away from home, and there is no news at all.

"Take it step by step. Don't lose heart. I will never let her go." The eldest lady said.

Yan Xin returned to Songxiangyuan, and Mrs. Cheng made small wontons for her to eat.

Tonight's wontons were extremely delicious and refreshing. Yan Xin gave a bowl to the old lady.

The old lady ate half the bowl, fearing that she would be full of food, but she kept praising how delicious it was.

Sister-in-law Zhou sent them some new snacks made by the old lady and told them, "I'll give them some more tomorrow morning. The old lady wants to eat them for breakfast."

Yan Xin said well.

The little waves in Jiang Mansion were drowned in joy.

Jiang Zhixiao's background was surprising; and because she was born from a concubine, the eldest young master and eldest young mistress could accommodate him.

The atmosphere at home is good.

Yan Lan was afraid that Yan Xin would take away her son and her contribution to giving birth to the eldest grandson of Jiang Mansion, so she was wary.

Fortunately, Yan Xin didn't care at all.

She neither sends people to deliver things nor visits in person.

Jiang Siqiao was still muttering behind his back: "She really doesn't understand anything about human nature."

Yanlan murmured, not daring to say anything.

It's the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye, and the year is coming to an end.

Sheng Rouzhen returned to Yicheng.

The day after she came back, the Governor's wife sent someone to take Yan Xin to stay at the Governor's Mansion for a few days.

"Miss Rouzhen is back. The sisters are not familiar with each other yet, and Madam wants the eldest lady to keep her company." said the maid.

Naturally, the Jiang family will not stop him.

Yan Xin looked calm and allowed Mrs. Cheng and Banxia to help her pack her things.

This time, Feng Ma and Bai Shuang accompanied her to the Governor's Mansion.

Feng Ma is calm in situations and older, so she is the most suitable helper; Bai Shuang needs to protect Yan Xin personally.

When the car arrived at the Governor's Mansion, Yan Xin and his servant entered the guard post, turned west from the corridor and entered the inner courtyard.

The weather is warm today, and the golden light on the ground is bright and warm.

In the distance, Yan Xin heard laughter, the voice of the governor's wife.

She rarely laughed so heartily.

Yan Xin entered the small building.

There were several people sitting on the sofa in the living room, including a young girl who stood out.

She wore a light pink plaid coat with a dress underneath.

The skirt is above the knee, with handmade lace decoration on the chest, which is complicated and beautiful but not vulgar; white cashmere socks and deerskin short boots.

Stylish and sophisticated.

Her hair was draped over her shoulders, curled and fluffy, making her look even more young and lively.

Like Zhang Nanshu, she has a sweet appearance.

It's just that Zhang Nanshu has a baby face, shorter and more childish; while the girl has an oval face, slightly longer and rounder, a little less childish and more charming.

The lady greeted Yan Xin: "Zhuzhu'er, come quickly, Rouzhen is back."

Then he said to Sheng Rouzhen, "This is Zhu Zhu'er."

Sheng Rouzhen stood up and greeted Yan Xin.

Her smile was sweet and full: "Sister, I am Rouzhen."

——The biggest change between Sheng Rouzhen now and in the future is her smile.

The Sheng Rouzhen Yan Xin knew would not smile so sweetly.

As the wife of the general staff, she does not need to deliberately please anyone, so her smile is always dignified and proud.

Even if it's sincere, it's just a slight smile.

It will not be like now, with chubby cheeks and an innocent and light smile.

"Rou Zhen, I heard my mother tell you about you several times." Yan Xin said.

Sheng Rouzhen: "I just came back, and my ears felt numb when I heard my mother praising you."

The lady laughed again: "Nonsense, I praised you too."

"Yes, Mommy's bowl of water is flat. She is afraid that we will be jealous." Sheng Rouzhen said with a smile.

Yan Xin also smiled.

Sheng Rouzhen enthusiastically pulled her to sit down.

Yan Xin seemed to have to work hard to concentrate and stop thinking.

So after she sat down, she discovered that her uncle Sheng Yuanshan was also there.

The lady was very happy.

She said: "This day has been cloudy for several days, but it cleared up as soon as Rouzhen came back. I said my daughter is good, she is good everywhere."

Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu both laughed.

Sheng Rouzhen looked at Yan Xin.

Yan Xin clearly saw the inquiry in Sheng Rouzhen's eyes. But she just smiled back.

At dinner time, the military governor also came back and saw Sheng Rouzhen in a good mood.

Sheng Rouzhen was very good at pleasing her parents and even brought gifts to the warlord.

Very good man.

Today, Zhang Nanshu accompanied the governor's wife to greet Sheng Rouzhen at the door.

It was Sheng Yuanshan who went to the dock to pick her up.

From the moment she walked in, Sheng Rouzhen tried every means to please Madam and joked with her; when Yan Xin came over, she didn't show any clues.

She is so thoughtful and considerate.

But she had a flaw, and Zhang Nanshu saw it.

Therefore, at the dinner table, half way through the meal, seeing Sheng Rouzhen still smiling and talking, Zhang Nanshu suddenly said, "Why don't the eldest marshal come back for dinner?"

Sheng Rouzhen quickly lowered her gaze.

She didn't raise her eyes in those few seconds; then she raised her eyes, her eyes were quiet and a little hopeful.

"Mom, are you so busy?" she asked Madam.

Madam: "Really? Ignore that traitor, he is like a wild horse."

The military governor said: "Azhao is at the station."

"When Rouzhen is home, let him come back first. The brother and sister haven't seen each other for several years," the lady said.

Sheng Rouzhen said hurriedly: "I'm not in a hurry, Mom, my brother's military affairs are more important."

From the moment she stepped into the Governor's Mansion, she never asked Jing Yuanzhao a word.

The owners of the Governor's Mansion were the Governor's family of three. Sheng Rouzhen wished she could even greet the family dog, but did not say a word about Jing Yuanzhao.

She also brought gifts to the mothers in charge of Mrs. Overseer's side.

"It's a bit funny that such a considerate person can be so negligent." Zhang Nanshu thought a little narrowly.

After dinner, the servant said that Yan Xin's residence had been arranged, and she was still living in Zhang Nanshu's small building.

Sheng Rouzhen heard this and immediately said, "Mom, doesn't sister have her own room?"

The lady smiled and said, "Zhu Zhu'er doesn't come here often."

"Then we should also prepare a room." Sheng Rouzhen said, "After all, it is her mother's house."

The lady nodded: "You are right, this was my negligence."