Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Jing Yuanzhao returned home, hurriedly handed over military affairs, and stayed in the Songxiang Courtyard.

In the evening, he and Yan Xin took Xiao Hei out for a walk, with Bai Shuang following closely behind.

Don't go far, just stroll around the alley.

"...Do you want to drink sour plum soup?" Yan Xin asked him.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Alright."

"Tell Mrs. Cheng to cook sour plum soup for us to drink in the evening to get rid of the heat," Yan Xin said.

Jing Yuanzhao said ok and asked her where she wanted to go.

Yan Xin said, "I'm lazy in the summer. I just want to stay at home and don't want to go anywhere."

Jing Yuanzhao: "Would you like to go to an open-air casino? We went there last time and you said it was fun."

Yan Xin: "..."

"Go and relax. Zhuzhu'er, you've been tense again recently." Jing Yuanzhao said.

During his absence, she was exhausted from catching spies, killing Zhang Qingya, and involving the royalists and the Double Eagle Gate.

Her heart was filled with a shell.

"The road is uneven. After walking for a while, you have to unload the burden and start again." Jing Yuanzhao said, "Drinking some strong wine and getting drunk is a good pastime."

Yan Xin was moved by what he said.

Because she knew what an open-air casino was like, Yan Xin didn't wear her own clothes and borrowed one from Bai Shuang.

Baishuang's clothes are strong enough to dress the legs, neat and convenient.

When Yan Xin put it on, Jing Yuanzhao smiled beside her and told her in a low voice: "It's even more attractive."

She walked to the full-length mirror and looked at herself, biting her lip slightly.

She has a jade gourd figure, and her waist is too thin, which makes her figure even more graceful.

Bai Shuang's clothes are loose at the waist, but the sleeves and trouser legs are tied up. Yan Xin's clothes have a different charm.

"Do you still want to go out to play?" Yan Xin scolded him.

"Why don't you allow me to compliment you on how beautiful you are?" Jing Yuanzhao smiled and gently held her waist with his hands, "You are so beautiful, why don't you tell me?"

Yan Xin wanted to cover his mouth.

He kissed her palm smoothly.

The touch in the palm of my hand connected to my heart, and my heart felt soft and soft.

Yan Xin turned around, ignored him, and combed her hair into two long braids, hanging down on her chest.

Jing Yuanzhao: "You look like a little girl when you are dressed like this. Some people believe you when you say you are thirteen years old."

Yan Xin: "Only you believe..."

Couldn't stop laughing.

"Zhu Zhu'er is so beautiful." He said sincerely.

No matter how she dresses, she still has her beauty. No matter how simple it is, it is like a fairy who fell in the fields and came down to earth to survive the calamity.

Jing Yuanzhao has always been a protective person. The more I look at his things and his people, the more I like them, and the more I look at them, the more joyful they become.

When he looked at Yan Xin, he felt that all the women in the world combined were not as good as her Wan Yi.

She has a coquettish look with heavy make-up; when she has a plain face, she is innocent and charming.

All good looking.

I wish I could hold it in my heart and protect it with great care.

Yan Xin went out with him. In addition to the two cars they were riding in, Bai Shuang and two adjutants were following them.

Something happened on the way.

A group of gangsters were robbing a gold shop. This gold shop belongs to the Qing Gang. They fought with the Qing Gang thugs and looted the guys, leaving blood and flesh everywhere.

Jing Yuanzhao said to the driver: "Change the route."

However, the car was blocked by a car coming from behind and could not turn around. The adjutant went down to negotiate with the car following them.

Bai Shuang also got out of the car.

A moment later, Jing Yuanzhao and Yan Xin saw Zhou Junwang get out of the car.

Zhou Junwang walked towards Jing Yuanzhao's car, and Jing Yuanzhao rolled down the window.

"It's so late, what are you busy with?" Zhou Junwang asked, not caring at all about the Green Gang thugs fighting with the gangsters not far away, his voice was calm.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Go out and play."

"I'm such a busy man. I can't find you even if I try to find you. There is new wine in my dance hall. It's strong enough. I left a bottle for you." Zhou Jun looked at it.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Just one bottle?"

"Foreigners drink wine in small quantities and slowly. One bottle is not enough? I'll give you a dozen, but you can drink it with cows? It's vulgar." Zhou Junwang said with a smile.

Jing Yuanzhao: "You are so filial to me, so you gave me a villa."

"Why do I have to be so mean, hurrying to deliver drinks to your villa? I'm staying in the dance hall. You can go sit down and give me a favor, otherwise there won't be any more." Zhou Junwang said.

Then he said, "Let me tell you, the taste of good whiskey is extraordinary. You will regret it if you don't try it."

Jing Yuanzhao: "Looking at your potential, I have never drank foreign wine?"

The two bickered for a while.

Zhou Junwang's men had already stepped forward to hold down the looting gangsters while he was talking to Jing Yuanzhao, and the chaos not far away gradually subsided.

Yan Xin was sitting in the carriage, silent, but a ray of light from the street lamp came in, and Zhou Jun hoped to see her.

Zhou Junwang seemed to be slow to notice her, and greeted her with a smile: "Miss, are you here?"

Yan Xin became wary and nodded slightly: "Master."

"What are you two brothers and sisters doing?" Zhou Junwang asked.

Special emphasis on "brother and sister".

Jing Yuanzhao seemed oblivious: "Go to the seawall."

"Open-air casino?" Zhou Junwang smiled, "Take me with you, I'm better at playing dice."

Then he said, "I have some royalist news here, do you want to hear it?"

Yan Xin looked at Jing Yuanzhao.

Jing Yuanzhao didn't want to talk about things when we went out to play, so he frowned and said, "Why do I take you with me? Are you my lapdog? Do I have to take you with me when I go out to play?"

"I didn't say I would go to the open-air casino to talk to you about the royalists." Zhou Junwang said.

He just said that he had this bargaining chip.

Yan Xin gently poked Jing Yuanzhao in the dark.

Compared with Jing Yuanzhao's matter, which had nothing to do with her, she was more afraid of "Seven Belles".

Jing Yuanzhao has experienced a lot and is not afraid of most people. He knows that people and things can be separated. Some things are difficult to do, but people are easy to deal with.

But Yan Xin has never seen too many big scenes.

With little knowledge, people will be timid. The outside world is not scary, but I don’t have much power.

Jing Yuanzhao accepted her hint, but he was still not happy: "Aren't you busy? If you dare to rob your Qinggang's gold shop, it's a big deal."

Zhou Junwang: "Why are you anxious? Arrest the person first and interrogate him slowly. You and the eldest lady are rare to meet."

Jing Yuanzhao: "I really didn't expect that the eldest son of the Qing Gang is also a dog-skin plaster."

Zhou Junwang didn't take it seriously: "Don't look down on the dog-skin plaster. If it sticks to you, you will have to shed a layer of skin."

Jing Yuanzhao waved his hand: "Follow me."

Start the car again and head to the seawall.

Zhou Junwang's car followed them, interspersed between the cars of Jing Yuanzhao and his close adjutant.

He glanced back.

"You don't know what you can do. My woman also cares about you. What a bastard." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin heard his tone: "...You don't seem to hate him very much."

"He stole my people, which is a sign of recognition of my vision. Besides, the competition is fair and he didn't do anything to you or me. Why do you hate him?" Jing Yuanzhao said, "He is a useful person."

It would be best for the Qing Gang to fall into Zhou Junwang's hands, so that the military government can live in peace with him.

Jing Yuanzhao has known Zhou Junwang since he was a teenager. They have known each other for many years and understand each other well.

Jing Yuanzhao added, "Zhu Zhu'er is so good, who wouldn't like her? But he has no self-awareness and doesn't know whether he is worthy of her."

Yan Xin felt that his thoughts were always different from others.

He didn't think it was Yan Xin's fault for attracting someone to covet her - Yan Xin's yard was "set on fire" by spies, she suffered an unreasonable disaster, and Jiang Siqiao blamed her for showing off.

Yan Xin suddenly grabbed his hand.

Jing Yuanzhao held her hand in his hand, naturally, as if their fingers were intertwined like this.