Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

After Sheng Rouzhen left, Yan Xin was silent for a long time.

It seemed like one night, the peach blossoms outside the window fell, and the ground was covered with broken pistils.

The leaves are thicker and greener, and the shadows are dense, casting mottled and sparse shadows on the curtains.

Yan Xin stood in front of the window and suddenly asked Banxia: "How many months is it now?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then laughed at her.

Banxia said: "It's March [-]th, and in two days it will be the Western Moon."

"It's almost Xiyue?"

Ever since the old lady passed away, she had been living unconsciously, and every day seemed to be in the dark.

When I saw the peach blossoms falling today, I felt like I was waking up from a dream and finally returned to real life.

"You're too confused." Feng's mother smiled.

Yan Xin sighed: "Yes."

After the old lady passed away, she seemed to have had a nightmare, and all she wanted to do was find out the cause of her death and make the old man pay the price.

"In a few days, it will be the old lady's [-]-day festival." Mrs. Cheng said from the side, "These days go too fast."

The death of the old lady seems like it happened yesterday, but in the blink of an eye it has been a hundred days.

"I have been married to Jiang Mansion for a year." Yan Xin said suddenly.

It has been a year since she was reborn.

She has changed a lot this year.

Her money became rich, and most of the Jiang family's property went into her pocket.

Her network of contacts has also been enriched. Even without Sheng Rouzhen, she still has real connections in the Governor's Mansion and the Qinggang.

The child issue she was worried about for the first time has also been solved.

She also picked up Sister Cheng and Ban Xia early, as well as Feng Ma, Bai Shuang, and two dogs.

She met Zhang Nanshu. In this way, even if she gets to know Sheng Rouzhen again, she will only feel sad but not hurt. Zhang Nanshu filled the vacancy in her heart.

The luckiest thing was that she met Jing Yuanzhao.

It was really annoying for him to use his hands and feet, but he taught her a lot.

At the beginning of her rebirth, even if she had two lifetimes of memories and foresight, she still lacked confidence.

It was Jing Yuanzhao's few words that inspired her. Those words are like sunlight, with endless light and heat, illuminating Yan Xin's future.

For that, she was grateful to him.

However, she still lacked courage: she did not dare to be someone's wife, someone's mother, or someone's daughter-in-law.

She doesn't want to repeat every path she took in her previous life.

Therefore, I am grateful to Jing Yuanzhao, but I cannot love him and stay with him for a long time.

Yan Xin sighed.

She was thinking about it when suddenly there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Xiao Hei raised his ears and lay down again.

Yan Xin was slightly surprised, and asked someone to open the courtyard door, and saw an officer striding in.

The iron-gray military uniform is stiff and tough, with a sash trailing across the chest.

He was tall, with long legs and broad shoulders. The way he walked in quickly seemed eager, but also a bit sharp.

Seeing Yan Xin in front of the window, he smiled, with neat white teeth and deep dimples, and a smile as bright as spring flowers.

His skin is dark and dense, which makes him look younger. When he smiles, his eyes are bright, like a young boy.

When Yan Xin saw him, she felt that the sun had shone into the most secret place in her heart, and the bottomless lake in her heart was also sparkling.

She bit her lip slightly to resist her urge to leave quickly.

Jing Yuanzhao called "Zhu Zhu'er", entered her room, and hugged her.

The medals on the military uniform are gold-plated, extremely hard, and painful to the core.

She couldn't help but let out an ouch.

"Did you miss me?" He ignored the presence of the servant and the fact that the curtains were not drawn in the clear sky. He didn't wait for her answer and kissed her lips.

The light tobacco was refreshing and filled her face. Her heart was turbulent even more, and there were waves of surging in her ears, making her dizzy.

Jing Yuanzhao threw her on the bed, and she tried to regain her consciousness: "I can't, brother! I have to observe filial piety for a hundred days!"

He stopped.

His breathing was ragged and his breathing was rapid.

He was always hot, his body was warm, and his breath was hot right now.

"Okay, I know." He whispered and kissed her lips again.

He is in the youngest and strongest age of a man, and every day is like a tidal wave.

It was really uncomfortable, so he took off his belt and fucked her while kissing her.

At this moment, the corruption reached the extreme, but Yan Xin did not feel like she could not look down. Instead, she felt close.

He and she, this kind of intimacy that could not be told or done to anyone, made her seem to have something to rely on.

She knew she shouldn't rely on anyone.

She took the initiative to hold his face and kissed him carefully.

Jing Yuanzhao's breathing became more and more rapid, and he couldn't help biting her soft lips, and there was a muffled groan in his throat like a cub.

After the shower stopped, he put on the obscene clothes and pants stored in Yan Xin's place, lay flat on the bed with her, and talked to her calmly.

"...The trip north went smoothly." He told Yan Xin.

Yan Xin knew that he was out on military duty this time, so she didn't dare to ask him anything.

There are some things you cannot ask about.

"For food, clothing, and entertainment, I searched Tianjin and Beicheng and found three big boxes for you. The adjutant will carry them to you later," Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin: "You are such a rude person!"

Who uses three big boxes to carry gifts?

Pick one or two things to gain value.

The big boxes were carried as if they were receiving goods. Too much and too cheap makes it boring.

Yan Xin felt that in many ways, he was outrageously vulgar.

——What kind of education has he received? The governor and his wife are both very tasteful. How did you teach him that?

"When I saw something new, I thought you hadn't seen it before, so I collected them all," Jing Yuanzhao said.

He kissed her again, "How are you at home?"

This question made Yan Xin slightly stunned.

He didn't ask "How are you?" but "How is your family?"

It's as if they both have a family. He is like a husband who is away from home, and his beloved wife is waiting for his return at home.

"It's okay." Yan Xin said.

She told Jing Yuanzhao in detail how she plotted against the eldest man and obtained the old lady's private money.

"I know that after taking the money, avenging the old lady seems not pure enough. The purpose has also been tainted. But I don't care. I just can't give them the money." Yan Xin said.

Jing Yuanzhao smiled.

He hugged her tightly and was very pleased: "Zhu Zhu'er is really powerful and her methods are good."

He added, "Don't be soft-hearted. Revenge is a price you should pay. Money is the biggest price for Jiang Zhiheng, and you have done a good job."

Then he said, "Why isn't money pure? Zhuzhu'er, money is the purest thing in the world, it changes a person's soul."

Anyone's soul is naked and uncovered in front of money.

People say money stinks.

Jing Yuanzhao feels that money is the most fragrant and it deserves to be worshiped.

Yan Xin snuggled into his arms and said to him, "You are indeed a common person."

He is so vulgar that Yan Xin feels good in his presence. At least he always supports her and prevents her from falling into the abyss.

Her feet are always frivolous. Only in front of him can she step into the real world.

"Zhuzhuer, I brought you a gift." Jing Yuanzhao said.

He got up and rummaged through the pockets of his uniform.

After a while, he dug out a small box, like a jewelry box.

He opened it, and inside was a small folded piece of parchment.

"What is this?" Yan Xin came over to take a look.