Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

When Zhang Yanxin woke up, the room was not bright yet and was gray.

She just thought it was a nap.

I could vaguely hear the chiming bell downstairs ringing five times.

It turned out that it was early morning.

She was about to get up, and moved slightly before she realized that there was a hand on her waist, half embracing her.

Jing Yuanzhao is sleeping soundly.

He slept very well, peacefully, and seemed extremely well-behaved.

Yan Xin gently took his hand away, got up and went to the bathroom.

I turned on the light and saw myself in the mirror. My cheeks were fair and rosy; my lips were a little swollen and unusually red; and there were two clear marks on my snowy neck.

Her chest was heavy because he rubbed it too hard.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her face was full of beauty, strange and happy, and she was a little confused.

Last night, Jing Yuanzhao leaned into her ear and whispered to her: "Zhu Zhu'er, my heart is full of you. When will you admit that you like me too?"

Yan Xin couldn't answer.

She just held his face and pressed her face against it. The two of them breathed each other, and they were so close that they wanted to be embedded in each other.

"Zhu Zhu'er, I'm waiting for you to get divorced and give me a status." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin looked at him in surprise.

At this moment, he lowered his body, just like those nights before when he got into the bed and kissed her, served her and made her happy, he lowered himself very low.

He is the eldest son of the Jing family and a powerful young marshal. When they first met, he was strong and domineering and showed no respect for her.

Now he asked her aggrievedly, when did she give him her status and when did she really give herself to him.

He half-crouched, looking up at her, placing her in a higher position.

Yan Xin's heart felt like it had been crushed by him.

For the first time she relaxed.

Those worries and scruples were all forgotten by her at this moment.

She said: "Brother, I have a burden that I can't explain to you. If I let go of this inner demon, I will follow you."

"how long?"

"As you said before, the beginning of autumn next year." Yan Xin said, "Wait for me until the beginning of autumn next year."

I said this several months ago.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and this year's Beginning of Autumn is also over.

It’s less than a year until the beginning of autumn next year.

Time is fast.

Yan Xin believes that in nearly a year, she can handle everything.

"Brother, I'm married. In your family..."

"I have already told my father, and he agrees. When I have a chance, I will tell my mother again. She probably agrees," Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin was surprised: "You said it? When did you say it?"

"last year."

Yan Xin: "..."

She glanced at him cautiously: "Brother, didn't dad break your leg?"

"Abba really likes you." Jing Yuanzhao said.

"I thought...after all, I..."

"Everyone knows some things well. If you don't point it out, I won't point it out, and I will live in a muddle. My father knows me best.

Since I have taken a liking to you, the people in Jiang Mansion naturally dare not touch you. In the Jiang family, you are just a young mistress by name.

There was something about Yan Wanwan before, so my father couldn't ask us to get married immediately. Later Yan Wanwan...she ran away, and I couldn't marry you right away.

Anyway, if you delay it, time will erase many traces, and then we can talk about marriage. So Abba knew all the songs and didn’t say much about the other ones. "Jing Yuanzhao said.

As he spoke, his voice gradually became lower and he fell asleep.

He has been too tired these days.

Yan Xin was also tired, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't figure it out, and he was affected by his even breathing, so he fell asleep.

When she got up early, looking in the mirror, she remembered what they had talked about last night.

Jing Yuanzhao said that the warlord knew...

Warlord, got it!

He actually didn't ask anyone to beat her to death and allowed her to walk around the governor's house. So the governor... didn't he hate her relationship with Jing Yuanzhao?

Yan Xin was stunned for a while.

There was an "unbelievable" emotion that stirred her up.

Unable to figure out why, Yan Xin changed her clothes, applied some powder on herself, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Peilan prepared Yan Xin's favorite food and took out all kinds of side dishes that Yan Xin liked.

Yan Xin chatted with her, and Peilan spoke highly of her.

"...The young marshal is still sleeping. I will go back first. When he wakes up, tell him." Yan Xin said.

Perrin said hello.

Yan Xin returned to Songxiangyuan and read the report letter received by "Peace Morning News" to familiarize herself with its wording.

She found no trace of familiarity.

Is it Sheng Rouzhen, Xifu, or someone else?

Or Zhang Yi, the young master of the Zhang family who has ulterior motives?

When it comes to brainstorming tasks, only Feng Ma in the whole Song Xiangyuan can help her.

Yan Xin told Feng's mother the whole idea and asked her to help analyze it and see where she fell short.

——She listens to everyone’s opinions.

Everyone has different life experiences and opinions, so you need to take a comprehensive approach.

"To say that you are hoarding food for personal gain, it must be because you know that you really have food, and you have a lot of rice, otherwise it would be difficult to establish." Feng's mother said.

Yan Xin: "Yes."

"Miss, I have an idea, I don't know if it's right or not."

"You say."

"How come this person doesn't seem to be trying to harm you, but instead wants to set up a high platform for you so that you can't get down?" Feng's mother said.

Yan Xin: "Please tell me more carefully."

"You have rice and grain, and you are said to be seeking wealth. The news has spread, and you are not allowed to give away grain for free. In this case, as you said before, you are 'inviting to buy people's hearts.' This is forcing you to walk into a trap ." Feng Ma said.

Yan Xin also thought of this.

If it is such a plan, it is a chain plan: the higher you lift it, the harder it will fall, and there will definitely be a back-up plan in the future.

The person who made the plan took action at this time to catch Yan Xin off guard.

When people are anxious, they will rush around and make more mistakes.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xin had already thought about what to do with the rice when she first bought it.

She didn't panic, and even dealt with her hoard of rice one step ahead of the troublemaker.

She used to be the owner of a drug store and the head of a family in her own small mansion. She understands that if something is not prepared for a rainy day, there will be all kinds of troubles.

"...First of all, exclude Xifu. The second lady doesn't have the brains; maybe it's not Sheng Rouzhen. She is a little impatient now and can't wait to take her time." Yan Xin said.

Feng’s mother: “That nephew of the eldest wife?”

Yan Xin pondered.

She thought of a person in her mind: Zhou Junwang.

Zhou Junwang kept calling her "Miss" and had some thoughts about her.

Maybe he didn't want Yan Xin to get too close to the Jing family, so he planted a thorn in her side first.

In his previous life, after Zhou Longtou was seriously injured and fell down, Zhou Junwang stayed dormant for several years and gradually conquered the old man and became the real talker of the Qing Gang. He had the patience to make arrangements.

If it is him...

Yan Xin closed her eyes in pain.

Are the two warmest people in the past life going to change?

"I miss my uncle very much now." Yan Xin said suddenly.

Sheng Yuanshan left less than a month ago, and Yan Xin barely thought of him.

First to this moment.

I took the liberty to arrest the chief writer and put him on trial. Maybe even if I killed him, nothing would come out of the trial. Instead, I would offend the people in the newspaper industry.

But my uncle has a way.

If he were here, there would be no need to go to such trouble to guess and arrest Wu Guangru first.

She didn't want to think about it anymore.

On that day, Jing Yuanzhao arrived at the Songxiang Courtyard in the early evening.

He slept all day and was hungry, so he told Mrs. Cheng: "Hurry up and cook some noodles for me."

Yan Xin laughed and said to Mrs. Cheng: "Cook more, the young commander is starving. He didn't eat last night."

"Nonsense, I ate twice last night and I was full. I didn't eat all day today." He said, looking at her.

Yan Xin: "..."