Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

In winter, the sasanquas planted in the rosin courtyard are in bloom.

Sasanqua came from the East in recent years and is expensive. It blooms exclusively in winter, and has lush foliage and flowers, making it a wonderful winter sight.

Yan Xin felt very good looking at the sasanquas, which were even more brilliant in color than peach pistils.

"...Sheng Rouzhen really wants to marry the young marshal's deputy?"

A few people in the Songxiang Courtyard had nothing to do, so they sat down to drink tea and chat.

These days are quiet.

They are all Yan Xin's confidants. If it's not a confidential matter, Yan Xin will tell them.

They act as Yan Xin's helpers, watching and thinking more for her, just in case Yan Xin can't take care of her alone.

"Things haven't been settled yet," Yan Xin said.

In her previous life, Sheng Rouzhen did marry Tang Bai.

Yan Xin went to the General Staff Office and met Tang Bai. When Tang Bai reached middle age, he was extremely powerful, but he was still gentle and polite.

He was very loyal to Jing Yuanzhao, and Jing Yuanzhao also trusted him.

Later, Jing Yuanzhao was away from Yicheng and often settled in Nancheng. Almost all military affairs in Yicheng were handed over to Tang Bai.

Tang Bai and Sheng Rouzhen have a very good relationship as a couple. They have two children, no concubines at home, and they live a harmonious life.

Both of them are also very filial to their wives.

I still remember that Yan Xin knew how to make a flower basket, and Sheng Rouzhen had to take it specially to please his wife.

The wife is in good health and still manages the household, occasionally asking Sheng Rouzhen to help; she doesn't like Yan Wanwan, and regrets that her only son has no offspring, and her biggest worry is that her younger brother died young.

"So much has changed. My uncle is not dead and Yan Wanwan cannot marry. Is Sheng Rouzhen still marrying Tang Bai like in her previous life?" Yan Xin thought to herself.

She couldn't tell anyone this.

"The adjutant is the young marshal's most valued confidant. If he marries Sheng Rouzhen, this matter will be very complicated." Bai Shuang said.

It was rare for her to use her brain.

Feng's mother said: "It is indeed inappropriate. The person next to the young marshal has a wife who will harm the young lady. This will cause endless troubles."

Of course, everyone in the family will make plans for Yan Xin and not care about Sheng Rouzhen's future.

Anyway, they think it's not good if it hinders Yan Xin.

"But why didn't Madam think of this?" Ban Xia was dissatisfied, "Why did Madam marry Sheng Rouzhen to the deputy officer?"

Feng's mother was very sophisticated, so she explained to Ban Xia: "Because Madam's heart is not ours alone. The eldest marshal holds the most weight, followed by Miss and Sheng Lvzhen; Sheng Rouzhen also has a share."

Marrying Tang Bai would be beneficial to both Sheng Rouzhen and Jing Yuanzhao.

Is it because of Yan Xin that we should give up such a favorable situation?

Marriage was Sheng Rouzhen's choice.

"Is it a sure thing?" Ban Xia said anxiously, "I'm really afraid of Sheng Rouzhen. She is a good girl, but she always goes against our lady. Our lady didn't mess with her."

"But if the lady is better than her, she will be jealous and afraid. Unless the lady becomes mediocre." Bai Shuang said.

Yan Xin was silent.

Why is Sheng Rouzhen jealous of her?

In her previous life, Sheng Rouzhen was better than her in every aspect. Yan Xin never felt jealous, but quietly followed her example.

Yan Xin learned many things from Sheng Rouzhen.

No matter what Sheng Rouzhen's purpose was, she used Yan Xin as a chess piece. She did teach Yan Xin a lot; and Yan Xin also worked hard to repay her by recuperating her body and doing some things Sheng Rouzhen asked her to do.

After chatting for a while, Yan Xin had lunch and took Bai Shuang to the pharmacy.

After they left, Feng's mother talked to Mrs. Cheng and Banxia about Yan Xin's attitude towards Sheng Rouzhen.

"Every time I mention Sheng Rouzhen, I feel a little sad," Feng's mother said.

"I discovered it too." Banxia said.

The three of them discussed it and decided that they should not mention Sheng Rouzhen in front of Yan Xin in the future, even if Yan Xin said it herself, she should not answer the conversation.

Sheng Rouzhen is like a dark cloud. No matter how reasonable you think her existence is or what its value is, every time you mention her, your face feels heavy.

Then ignore her!

Yan Xin came to Wenliang Baicao Hall, where the boys were busy.

The shop was doing very well, and there were several drug dealers talking to the chief shopkeeper in the back. The second shopkeeper was sitting in the hall, and people waiting for consultations were also queuing up.

When Yan Xin arrived, she took a break and helped with the consultation.

She was slow in asking questions, asked detailed questions, and checked the pulse thoroughly. She saw five patients in one afternoon.

Dinner was at the drug store.

The wife of the Wang family in the soy sauce shop knew that Yan Xin had come to the medicine store, so she asked someone to cook a meal and brought a food box.

Yan Xin and Zhang Fengchun were eating alone in the back, chatting about trivial matters.

"My boss, do you know that Yan's Baicaotang on Wanyuan Street is going to be resold?" Zhang Fengchun said.

"I haven't heard about it. When did it happen?" Yan Xin asked.

The Yan family had several drug stores in Yicheng. After their grandfather passed away, they were all managed by the eldest brother, but Yan Xin got one as a dowry.

As anti-Chinese medicine intensified, all the Yan family's pharmacies were closed.

She didn't care much about what her parents' family had done, and she had not had much contact with them.

In her previous life, her sister Yan Wanwan was the young lady of the military government. When something happened to the Yan family, she would go to her and not Yan Xin.

Yan Xin was just a drug store owner, and her status was far different from that of Yan Wanwan. People from her mother's family never visited her.

The heart is pure.

"I heard it from someone recently. The price is not low, but because our shop is doing well, many people are interested and are asking me about it," Zhang Fengchun said.

Yan Xin: "What price do they plan to sell it at?"

"I haven't asked yet," Zhang Fengchun said, "I'll ask later."

"Okay, you go and ask around. My uncle is narrow-minded and can't tolerate others. All the capable doctors in the drug store have left, so he will definitely not be able to continue the business. And the father and son have not learned medical skills, so it will be a matter of time before they resell." Yan Xin explain.

"Boss, do you really want to take over?" Zhang Fengchun asked her, "I know that you have been wronged in the Yan family. Those people are not easy to deal with. I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future."

"Brother Fengchun, I hate the Yan family as much as you do, but that was my grandfather's hard work." Yan Xin said.

Zhang Fengchun was shocked: "You are right."

"You know, I have the name of incense master in the Qinggang, and there should be someone under my name. These people are usually used by Cheng Sanniang.

If I have something to do temporarily, I would ask her to borrow someone, and she would definitely be willing to help me. If we don't come forward, we'll find someone to buy it, and the second shopkeeper of our shop will be the top shopkeeper. "Yan Xin said.

Zhang Fengchun: "This is a good idea."

Mentioning the Yan family's pharmacy, Yan thought about going back to the Yan Mansion to see her grandmother in a few days.

She goes back every two months. Recently, due to an injury, I haven't been able to visit her for more than three months.

Mrs. Cheng goes there every half a month and often gives money to the chief manager's wife so that she can take care of her grandmother, who is in good health.

She was thinking about it in her mind, and after eating, she came out of the pharmacy and planned to drive home.

From a distance, someone called her: "Yan Xin?"

Yan Xin's name was not often called by people around her, so it sounded a bit strange to her ears.

Following the sound, I saw a person standing under the sycamore tree not far away.

The street lights were far away, the sycamore trees had lost all their leaves, and their branches stretched out, blocking the thin moonlight, and it was dark.

The tall figure stood under the tree.

Seeing Yan Xin looking over, he took a few steps forward and walked under the light of a gas lantern at the door of the drug store.

Yan Xin's face sank slightly.