Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Luo Cheng'er came to visit Sheng Rouzhen.

Sheng Rouzhen got engaged on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month, and on the twenty-eighth day she sent someone to give Luo Cheng'er a "New Year's gift", which was the girl's rouge and gouache and two pairs of socks.

However, Luo Cheng'er didn't pay much attention because of family matters and because there were too many girls giving her New Year's gifts.

Today, when her mother in charge was taking stock of the annual gifts, she noticed that Sheng Rouzhen had also given them.

A new maid answered the call. She didn't know Sheng Rouzhen.

Luo Cheng'er was scolded by his wife recently and was not in a good mood. She also looked down on the person who gave her gifts. She told the servant that all the New Year's gifts were piled up in the warehouse downstairs, so she missed Sheng Rouzhen's New Year's gift.

Luo Cheng'er didn't even expect that Sheng Rouzhen would give her a New Year's gift.

Their relationship is not particularly close.

Luo Cheng'er did not return the gift, so she had to rush to the Governor's Mansion in person on the morning of New Year's Eve to present her New Year's gift in person, and to explain and thank Sheng Rouzhen.

I happened to meet Yan Xin.

"...You don't have to come here specially. I also receive a lot of gifts when the New Year comes, and I don't see them all. How can people of our status and status cause misunderstandings over such trivial matters?" Sheng Rouzhen said.

Luo Cheng'er: "You are so generous and kind when you say that."

The two exchanged a few compliments.

Luo Cheng'er changed the topic and talked about Yan Xin: "I just came in and saw the eldest lady."

The smile on Sheng Rouzhen's face suddenly became unnatural.

"Last New Year's Eve, there was a funeral in her family. This year she should celebrate the New Year at the Governor's Mansion." Sheng Rouzhen said.

Luo Cheng'er came closer and said to Sheng Rouzhen, "Six people in the Jiang family died last year!"

Sheng Rouzhen was slightly startled.

There was a glint in Luo Cheng'er's eyes: "Axuan died in vain at the Jiang Mansion, and was humiliated after his death. It was made to appear that he had a secret meeting with his sister and tarnished his reputation."

The Ah Xuan she was talking about was Zhang Xuan, Zhang Qingya's third brother.

After Luo Cheng'er met Zhang Xuan, they fell passionately in love. Just when her relationship was at its strongest, Zhang Xuan was killed in that way.

——and his sister Zhang Qingya died naked on the bed.

Luo Cheng'er couldn't accept it and was ill for several days. People around her said that Zhang Xuan was sincere to her and there must be something fishy about his death.

This "strange" must be Yan Xin.

"Think about it, it's rare for a family to die one or two people a year. If there is no military disaster, if you live a good life, isn't it strange that so many people suddenly die?" Luo Cheng'er asked again.

Sheng Rouzhen felt a little cold.

She was silent for a long time before sighing: "I can't help you, Cheng'er. Now my mother trusts her more."

"Axuan was killed by her husband's concubine. She is the murderer, she must be! I want revenge!" Luo Cheng'er choked up as she spoke.

Sheng Rouzhen was startled: "Don't be ridiculous. You can't fight her. Look at my current end, being controlled by others. Because she wants to overpower me."

Luo Cheng'er wiped her tears: "Rou Zhen, you are too kind. But I can't. Don't worry, I will give everyone justice."

After that, she got up and left.

While the two of them were talking, Sheng Rouzhen sent all the servants away. Only Sheng Rouzhen knew these words.

Sheng Rouzhen went back to her room and closed the door tightly.

"Six lives..."

The old lady of the Jiang family died due to old age and exhaustion, a normal death; the eldest man suffered a stroke and could not be delayed; Jiang Siqiao and Jiang Huitong died in a fire in the house of Jiang Siqiao's mistress; and Zhang Qingya and Zhang Xuan, Killed by his concubine.

It seems that everyone has their own reasons for death.

Only Yan Xin stayed out of the matter.

She didn't leave any suspicion in anyone's death.

Is this not normal?

She must know magic!

"Since Luo Cheng'er wants to take revenge, it's better to support her. If Luo Cheng'er succeeds, it will be beneficial to me; if she fails, what does it have to do with me? I didn't instigate her." Sheng Rouzhen thought.

She made up her mind.

She was unwilling to give in. Thinking of Jing Shuhong smelling of alcohol on the day of the engagement party, Sheng Rouzhen felt sick.

Jing Shuhong is also a very handsome man, he looks like a military governor. But he has neither knowledge nor general skills, so he is too mediocre.

Sheng Rouzhen felt aggrieved for marrying him.

Yan Xin went to Madam's place to have a ceremonial order. When she saw Madam arranging sacrifices for the afternoon, she went to Zhang Nanshu's small building.

The small building has been repainted, with new white walls, couplets pasted on it, and a row of red lanterns hung under the eaves; the interior has been cleaned spotlessly, and the long windows of the restaurant have new curtains.

Narcissus are placed on the dining table, coffee table and assorted grids. The daffodils have just bloomed and the room is full of fragrance.

There are also several potted wintersweet plants placed in the corners, embellishing the prosperity of the room.

Yan Xin sneezed: "It smells too good."

"It's so fragrant and lively, that's how the New Year is going to be prosperous." Zhang Nanshu's nanny said.

Zhang Nanshu also disliked the fragrance, but she had been in the house for a long time and could no longer smell it.

The wet nurse ordered someone to pour tea for Yan Xin.

"We'll have lunch later and we're going to offer sacrifices. You can go with us." Zhang Nanshu said.

Yan Xin: "That's nonsense."

"What's the point? Madam said you can watch the ceremony. I went to watch it last year." Zhang Nanshu said, "Let's go together."

Yan Xin shook her head: "I don't want to go."

Zhang Nanshu said nothing, but just took her to the warehouse to see the New Year's gift her father gave her.

A train of carriages was given as a New Year's gift, which filled the warehouse.

There are all kinds of things to eat and use.

"I really want to go home. Everything is fine at home, but I can't bear to leave you." Zhang Nanshu said.

I'm used to living here, so there's no inconvenience; I can learn new principles every day when I'm with my wife; although Jing Yuanzhao is a bit annoying, he's similar to her brother and we get along well with him.

Yan Xin is the most considerate friend.

"I can't bear to leave you either. But you are a wild goose from the north. You only come here to spend the winter, and you won't stay long after all." Yan Xin said.

Zhang Nanshu was very sad after hearing this.

"Zhu Zhu'er!"

Jing Yuanzhao's voice sounded outside, suddenly breaking the atmosphere inside the room.

"He's here so quickly, what a nuisance." Zhang Nanshu muttered.

Yan Xin smiled.

When she saw Jing Yuanzhao, Yan Xin was slightly stunned.

He wore a blue-gray quilted gown, dark gray trousers and cloth shoes. His hair was shaved again and his temples were neatly trimmed.

Inexplicably, he feels more gentle and dignified, and less arrogant.

Yan Xin was stunned when she saw it.

Zhang Nanshu came out one step behind and said, "You look like a human being dressed like this."

Jing Yuanzhao: "Just die."

Zhang Nanshu's wet nurse: "..." It's the Chinese New Year, but the two mistresses are still talking openly.

"Zhuzhu'er, does this look good?" Jing Yuanzhao only asked Yan Xin.

Yan Xin: "It looks good."

"If you think it looks good, it's worth it." Jing Yuanzhao said, "I dressed up specially for you."

Yan Xin: "..."

Zhang Nanshu said that he was ugly again.

Jing Yuanzhao was very talkative and kept arguing with Zhang Nanshu. Neither of them had anything nice to say. The wet nurse had a headache and turned around and went out.

Only Yanxin likes to listen.

She loved such excitement and felt extremely happy.