Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin woke up in the middle of the night and found herself asleep in the pavilion in the middle of the hot spring pool.

The pavilion was as warm as early summer. She and Jing Yuanzhao were covered with a thin quilt, but they were still warm all over.

Maybe it was because the hot spring water was too hot, or maybe it was because Jing Yuanzhao was too warm.

She was wearing obscene underwear.

She moved slightly, and Jing Yuanzhao also woke up: "Drunk Cat, you have tortured me to death."

Yan Xin: "..."

Being drunk, she didn't have no memory at all, but her memory was in pieces and she couldn't figure out a logic.

She grabbed the quilt and wrapped it tightly around herself: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I dress you, dry your hair, and put you to sleep. Isn't that enough?" he said.

Yan Xin knew that she had been fooled.

"What are you thinking about?" he came over and asked.

She laughed under the quilt: "You are still so good. It's obviously you who led me astray."

Jing Yuanzhao also laughed.

It was now past three o'clock in the morning, and Yan Xin was thinking about returning to the city quickly, as she would need to pay New Year's greetings to her wife tomorrow morning. Returning late and staying out all night are another way of saying it.

She gets up.

After simply washing and changing clothes, Jing Yuanzhao was giving orders to the servants.

"Aren't you leaving?" Yan Xin asked him.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Wait a moment."

At this moment, in the distant city, fireworks still exploded from time to time, igniting the night.

The sound of firecrackers also came from afar, bringing with it the unique hustle and bustle of the New Year.

Jing Yuanzhao took Yan Xin's hand, and the two of them sat down in the wicker chairs in front of the courtyard wall.

He held her and let her sit in his arms.

Yan Xin: "Don't go back? It's getting late."

"Wait a minute." He smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, lanterns lit up in the dark valley, like the rising sun, illuminating the valley inch by inch.

Then, fireworks rose in the valley clearing.

Because it was set off in the valley, the fireworks rose up and seemed to be in front of her eyes.

The fireworks are extremely exquisite, with layers of sparks competing to bloom, and the sight is extremely gorgeous.

Yan Xin was slightly stunned.

"Zhu Zhuer, happy New Year." Jing Yuanzhao hugged her.

"Happy New Year," she said.

Jing Yuanzhao lifted her chin and asked her to look at him: "Why did you call me last night?"

Yan Xin: "..."

"I like to hear it. From now on, I will be called 'Azhao'. My mother-in-law, my uncle, and people I respect all call me that. From now on, the people I love will also call me that," he said.

Listening to his words, Yan Xin felt infinite courage in her heart. Even without alcohol, she dared to take responsibility.

So she called him in a low voice: "Azhao."

Jing Yuanzhao laughed.

As if by magic, he took out a shawl from his pocket.

He unfolded it carefully and placed it on her shoulders.

She likes the long tassel shawl very much; the texture is soft and light, better than the previous one.

"It's so beautiful." Yan Xin said, but couldn't help but say to him, "Why does the shawl also have pockets?"

"It can fit." Jing Yuanzhao replied.

Yan Xin: "..."

If it can fit, there is no reason not to put it in a pocket. Yan Xin was persuaded by him and laughed softly.

The fireworks in the valley extinguished, but the lanterns remained, just like the rays of light shining through the mountains, which was so beautiful.

"Zhuzhu'er, be happy in the new year." Jing Yuanzhao said, "Promise me to put everything aside. Don't be anxious and sad in advance, and think of the best in everything."

Yan Xin nodded: "Okay."

He added, "I just hope for peace in the new year."

"I know how to do it." He smiled, "I'm just in case some bastard snatches you away. I will cry to death..."

Yan Xin went to cover his mouth.

She hated it so much: "I just said some auspicious words, and here you are again. Say 'Nothing is forbidden'!"

Jing Yuanzhao smiled and said: "I will be safe!"

Both of them laughed.

The two of them had known each other for less than two years, but Yan Xin seemed to have experienced a lifetime of worries. Her heart took root beside him.

When they first met, he could see that she was stern and depressed, so he encouraged her and praised her.

He lit up her dark world.

Yan Xin used to think that her encounter with him was just a fluke. A spy was caught in a dim sum shop and met him by accident.

Actually not.

Yan Xin knew that Sheng Yuanshan would die and that Zhang Fengchun's sulfa was wasted. She had to take action and go to the governor's wife.

She is destined to enter the sight of the Governor's Mansion.

Even if she hadn't met at the dim sum shop, she would still have met Jing Yuanzhao, and she wouldn't have never seen him like she did in her previous life.

Once they meet, he will still be seduced by her beauty.

She didn't surrender to him at first, and he didn't force herself.

Perhaps, fate is destined for the two of them to have a dispute.

Soon, she will marry him.

Yan Xin hugged him.

When the two people went down the mountain and returned to the Governor's Mansion, it was not yet bright.

When Yan Xin came back, she realized that Zhang Nanshu hadn't returned home either.

Her nurse said to Yan Xin, "My young lady is resting at the theater."

Yan Xin was slightly surprised: "Why?"

"She sent someone to wait at the intersection. If you don't come back, she won't come back," the wet nurse said.

Yan Xin looked at the wet nurse.

The wet nurse was not angry, but smiled, with the tiredness of staying up late on her face: "My young lady has grown up. This kind of meticulousness has never been seen in the past."

"Nanshu is good to me." Yan Xin said touchedly.

Nurse: "You are good to her too. You two have a deep love for each other as sisters and will support each other in the future. I am relieved."

Yan Xin nodded.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Nanshu also returned home.

The nurse served steaming chicken noodle soup and asked them both to have a bowl.

After eating, I freshly freshened up, changed my clothes, put on new clothes for the New Year, and went to pay New Year greetings to my wife.

Madam also came back from her old home after midnight and didn't sleep much all night.

The fireworks and firecrackers in the city never stopped from midnight until dawn, making it impossible to sleep.

The lady put on heavy makeup to cover up her haggard appearance.

Her skin is so delicate that even if there are fine lines, it will not damage her smoothness.

Her makeup was so smooth and delicate that both Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu were stunned.

"Madam, if you always dress like this, there is no one more beautiful than you in the whole city." Zhang Nanshu said.

Then he said to Jing Yuanzhao, "That iron pimple will look good if he is only three points white. He looks like you."

Last year, Madam didn’t put on much make-up and dressed up in an ordinary way.

The lady smiled: "Nan Shu has the sweetest mouth."

Yan Xin also said: "It's true. Mom, you are so beautiful."

Madam usually uses a little makeup, and her beauty is very beautiful, and her age can be seen; once she puts on makeup, her beauty has a sense of distance and becomes more delicate and moving.

There is also some energy.

This beautiful and domineering look is unparalleled. Yan Xin feels that if she can learn [-]% from being a wife in the future, she will be able to benefit from it for the rest of her life.

"Dizhu, give them their red envelopes. As soon as they came, you poured me the ecstasy soup. I almost lost my mind," the lady said.

The people serving in the room laughed.

There was laughter and laughter in the main courtyard.

Jing Yuanzhao came in later, and Sheng Rouzhen also arrived before breakfast.

The governor came out of the bedroom later and praised the lady for her beauty.

Everyone had a simple breakfast first and was busy with many things in the morning.