Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin's heart beat a few beats faster, and she swayed inexplicably.

But the lady asked her: "In your opinion, what kind of person is Yuan Shan?"

Yan Xin was stunned.

There is so much meaning in this sentence.

Madam wants to bring Yan Xin and Sheng Yuanshan together; Madam sincerely supports her divorce; but Madam respects her idea.

So she just asked Yan Xin what kind of person she thought Sheng Yuanshan was.

——The power of choice is given to Yan Xin.

"Uncle is a very good person." Yan Xin did not avoid this problem.

She was very candid in front of Madam.

Therefore, she truthfully told her wife, "I just think that my uncle is like the bright moon in the sky, bright and high. Chasing the moon is very hard and too lonely."

If she lived like Nan Shu, her life was colorful and bustling, maybe she would be willing to spend time pursuing such holiness. Uncle, he deserves it. "

After a pause, she continued, "But I don't have the strength anymore, Mom. Every step I take to climb up is very tiring."

The lady looked at her distressedly.

There was indeed a sense of heaviness and depression on her face.

"A simple and relaxed life is what I want most." Yan Xin said.

The madam could understand her: "Yuanshan is indeed too boring. Only a heartless woman is suitable for him."

Yan Xin nodded.

The two of them talked very easily, and each could understand what the other meant.

Madam always felt that Yan Xin was deeper than a woman of her age.

Yan Xin's thoughts are mature and restrained. In this aspect, she is actually very similar to the Governor's wife.

They talked for a long time.

Madam feels much better.

Yan Xin did not stay at the Governor's Mansion and returned to Songxiangyuan. Not long after she came back, she planned to ask Banxia to comb her hair, and Jing Yuanzhao arrived.

Yan Xin: "Why is it just you? I thought Nan Shu would come too."

"I'm doing serious business, and my father asked me to find a car for you to travel with for the time being. Your new car won't arrive for less than half a month," Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome."

She asked Banxia to pour tea and sat down to talk to Jing Yuanzhao.

Yan Xin asked him: "Are you really planning to kill Jing Shuhong? Abba will be furious."

"I'm not a reckless man. That son in Xifu is crazy, and he fails more than he accomplishes. The people related to Xifu wish he were dead, so that there would be less people to hold him back.

If I take action, Abba will definitely feel resentful. It hurts my loved ones and makes my enemies happy. Could I be that stupid? "Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin smiled.

Banxia served tea to both her and Jing Yuanzhao, Yan Xin teased the floating leaves, and the tea was fragrant.

She remembered that in the previous life, Jing Yuanzhao unified the north and the south and emptied the presidential palace, and Xi became extremely powerful in his early tenth year.

Relying on more than just luck.

He is usually vulgar, but when it comes to military and national affairs, he has a clear mind.

"I'm really afraid that you might be confused for a moment." Yan Xin said.

Jing Yuanzhao: "If you hurt his ear this time, he won't dare to mess with you in the future. He's such an idiot that even his mother can't convince him. He's most afraid of ruthless people."

Yan Xin laughed.

If your ear is pierced, your hearing may be damaged and may take a long time to recover.

She had just taken two sips of tea, and her mouth was full of tea. Jing Yuanzhao hugged her over and let her sit on his lap: "What did you and Mom talk about? Why did you vaguely hear the conversation about uncle?"

Yan Xinshuiyang's eyes widened slightly: "Do you also arrange eyeliners in Mom's yard?"

——When they were chatting, no servants came in or out. Where was his eyeliner?

Yan Xin squeezed his face hard: "Lawless, I'm going to tell Mom and ask her to break your legs."

Jing Yuanzhao pecked her lips gently: "I went back by myself and heard you talking, and I happened to overhear this sentence."

Yan Xin: "..."

She was so engrossed in chatting with her wife that she didn't notice him leaving and coming back.

"What are we talking about? If I weren't afraid of being beaten, I would have listened more." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin laughed: "Is there anything else you're afraid of?"

Jing Yuanzhao hugged her tightly and whispered: "When a man is afraid of his mother when he is young, he will be afraid of his wife in the future. If you marry me, you will be happy."

Yan Xin's expression was slightly restrained.

She hurriedly calmed down and gently pushed his shoulder: "Don't be ridiculous and put me down."

Jing Yuanzhao refused to let go.

He had been busy these past two days and had not shaved. The short stubble rubbed against her cheeks, which made her cheeks feel numb. Her face, hands and feet were a little soft.

"My mother-in-law is not going to be a matchmaker between you and your uncle, right?" Jing Yuanzhao asked.

Yan Xin: "No."

"Then tell me."

"She asked me what I thought of my uncle." Yan Xin said truthfully.

"How do you answer?"

"I'm telling the truth. I told my mother that the moonlight is beautiful, but looking up at it is too hard," Yan Xin said.

Jing Yuanzhao's arms tightened.

He held her tightly, breathing a little heavily.

After a long while, he said: "Idiot, what is so good about a man like uncle that he deserves to be praised like this?"

"Are you jealous?"

"I don't want to hear you say that the man next to you looks like Yuehua." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin raised her hand slightly and touched his cheek gently, as if comforting a puppy.

She turned a blind eye to his anger.

"...What do I look like?" he asked.

Yan Xin: "You are like the sun. Although I don't dare to look at you, sometimes you are too hot and annoying, but in the end it gives you strength."

Jing Yuanzhao stubbornly asked: "Which one is better?"

Yan Xin smiled: "Brother, you are all superior people, how can I get my turn to evaluate you?"

Jing Yuanzhao kissed her: "I must be better!"

Then he said, "I have never been above you, I am right beside you. Zhuzhu'er, you are in my arms."

Yan Xin was silent.

Jing Yuanzhao lingered with her for a long time before leaving.

The next day, Zhang Nanshu came to see her.

"...I saw your cousin being picked up by a car. She was probably going to the military hospital to see that lunatic." Zhang Nanshu said.

Yan Xin smiled and changed the subject to something more pleasant.

Zhang Qingya did go to the military hospital.

However, she was not alone, but was accompanied by Sheng Rouzhen to visit Jing Shuhong.

The car that picked her up also belonged to Sheng Rouzhen.

Jing Shuhong was in the hospital and was very angry when he saw any visitors, including his own mother, brothers and sisters.

Only two people are not angry. One is his father, Governor Jing, but he doesn't dare; the other is Sheng Rouzhen, to whom he is somewhat grateful.

When he had a secret meeting with Youwen Yuan, his mother almost caught him once, but Sheng Rouzhen covered it up for him.

"How are the ears?" Sheng Rouzhen asked.

He couldn't hear clearly in his left ear and had severe tinnitus. He was injured like this, and his father even said that when he recovered from his injuries, he would "settle the score" with him.

"It's okay." He said lazily and had no energy in speaking.

Zhang Qingya stepped forward: "I've stewed Tremella Mushroom and Chicken Soup for you, so you can replenish your body."

Jing Shuhong was startled.

He hurriedly said: "Bring it to me for a taste."

This kind of chicken soup was often eaten at You's house. Youwen Yuan likes to do it very much.

The taste is slightly different, but at least it can be imitated [-]% to [-]%.

Jing Shuhong looked at Zhang Qingya and suddenly cried, holding her hand hard.

Zhang Qingya looked back at Sheng Rouzhen.

Sheng Rouzhen nodded towards her.