Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin was slightly surprised after hearing what her uncle said.

Nie Jiao did not bully Yan Xin, and her domineering attitude had nothing to do with her uncle.

However, she didn't let her down, she just said, "Thank you, uncle."

Sheng Yuanshan nodded slightly.

"What happened this time was done beautifully. I knew how to seize the opportunity to attack Jing Zhonglin." Sheng Yuanshan praised her again.

Yan Xin: "Just trying."

"The test was successful," he said, and then mentioned Jing Yuanzhao.

He said he was narrowing down the scope: "Zhang Yi disappeared and left Yicheng suddenly. Azhao is probably in the hands of the royalists. Rouzhen is also related to him."

"I told my mother that Rouzhen might not be dead," Yan Xin said.

Sheng Yuanshan: "It's very possible. It's all in the hands of the royalists. Azhao drove to the moat to protect something."

Yan Xin hummed.

Sheng Yuanshan chatted a few more about the results of his recent searches. Not much progress anyway.

Anyone who doesn't see Jing Yuanzhao is not considered to have made progress.

After drinking a cup of tea, he stood up and said goodbye, with a good sense of propriety.

Yan Xin recalled that when he was in Songxiangyuan, he came to see her for something and she left a meal, but he politely declined, saying that Jiang Siqiao was not at home and was afraid of inconvenience to her.

My uncle is very considerate in both big and small matters.

After he left, Yan Xin sat alone for a while. If it were her before, she would probably be alone and sad all night.

Now she doesn't dare.

I still need to get up tomorrow morning and have a lot of housework to do.

The general affairs of the Governor's Mansion are even more difficult to handle than official business. Although he has a good memory, he only gets started in the end. If there is a slight mistake, the old stewards working below will treat Yan Xin lightly.

She drank a bowl of Anshen powder and went to bed.

I dreamed of Jing Yuanzhao at night.

Yan Xin and him in the dream seemed to be walking in the mist, everywhere was wet and white. She heard him talking and him calling "Zhu Zhu'er", but she couldn't see him alone.

Yan Xin became anxious and ran towards her desperately following the sound. But I don't know what happened in the dream, my steps just couldn't move forward, and his voice became farther and farther away.

She struggled hard and woke up.

After breakfast, the lady said to her: "The stewards will have a rest today. They will have three days off in a month."

Yan Xin: "Is there a fixed date?"

"Every fifth day," the lady said.

On the fifth, fifteenth and twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, the stewards have a rest. If Madam has something to do or is not in the mood, she can also ask them to take a day off.

Madam told Yan Xin that arranging vacations could win over people or offend them, so she needed to make arrangements accordingly.

"Let's go out and relax," the lady said. "You are as busy as me all day long, and you are about to get wrinkles at such a young age."

Yan Xinxiao: "I'm not tired."

"Don't you feel tired? Mom looks tired for you," the lady said.

Yan Xin felt warm in her heart.

They both went to the department store. Madam has nothing in particular that she wants to buy. Fashionable things are always handed to her first by someone who is obedient to her, and then circulated in the market.

She just wanted to watch the excitement.

Yan Xin held her arm, followed by Bai Shuang and several lieutenants.

"Is this a new style of perfume?" Madam asked Yan Xin.

Yan Xin: "It smells pretty good."

The lady bought a few bottles.

In addition to food and clothing, there are also some exquisite gadgets.

Madam bought some.

Then we went to Zhu Jin Pavilion.

"Every time I come to Zhu Jinge, her business will get better in the next few months. I like Madam Zhu's craftsmanship very much, and I will support her more," the wife said.

Yan Xin: "Ms. Zhu can withstand praise. After so many years, her reputation has remained consistent. She is very attentive."

"Women who earn their own living are very diligent. Just like you and me." She said.

Yan Xin couldn't help but laugh: "Mom, you have become sharper in speaking recently."

"I have seen through it." Madam sighed softly, "People say that I have a brain, but I have to live to this age to be able to see through it. Every experience makes me wise."

While they were talking, Madam Zhu came in to choose ingredients for Madam.

Then he said, "Miss, your autumn sweater is ready. I just don't know where to send it, so it took half a month."

Before the beginning of autumn, Zhu Jinge had made Yan Xin's new shirt, which was arranged by Jing Yuanzhao.

He disappeared, but Madam Zhu did not dare to cancel his order and still made it for Yan Xin according to the season.

"Send it to the Governor's Mansion," the lady said.

"When you give Madam her clothes, give them to me as well." Yan Xin also said.

Madam Zhu said yes.

Every time Madam comes to Zhu Jin Pavilion, she doesn't go out of her way to clear the place, so there are always well-informed ladies who come here to meet her on purpose.

However, "accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger". If you want opportunities, you may offend your wife. There are some ladies who come, all of them are very smooth and talkative.

Zhou Junwang also came.

"...Miss, my aunt may not be able to survive. She wants to ask you to come and have a look." Zhou Junwang said.

Yan Xin glanced at Madam.

The lady nodded: "It's a matter of life and death, you go ahead."

Then she called her own adjutant, "Take a few people to accompany the eldest lady."

He also said to Zhou Junwang, "One of my family members is missing. You can't afford this mistake."

"No, I won't joke with my aunt's life." Zhou Junwang said.

Yan Xin went to see Mrs. Zhou out of kindness as a doctor.

Mrs. Zhou was exhausted and had no energy to speak.

Zhou Longtou was also there, and the Zhou family had already brought out the coffin.

There is a rule in Yicheng called "carrying the coffin to celebrate happiness", which means that when a person is dying, he should first carry the coffin out, maybe it will be better after being washed.

——Of course it is useless in most cases.

Mrs. Zhou no longer knows anyone.

When Yan Xin left, he checked her pulse, and then quietly looked at Zhou Jun and shook his head at Zhou Muzhi, who was crying into tears.

"Auntie, the doctor is here." Zhou Junwang called her softly.

Mrs. Zhou opened her eyes.

When she saw Yan Xin, she actually smiled. She has always been serious. Yan Xin came to Zhou's house several times and never saw her smile.

"Sister." She called Yan Xin.

Yan Xin was slightly stunned.

Zhou Junwang and others were stunned.

"Sister, are you here to take me home?" she asked Yan Xin softly.

Yan Xin nodded: "Yes."

"I've had enough, and I want to go home." She said, "Sister, I have not let you down. The children have grown up. It's a pity that none of them have a family and no children or grandchildren."

"There will be in the future." Yan Xin patted her hand gently.

"Sister, have you seen Qi Yuan over there?" she asked Yan Xin.

Yan Xin didn't hesitate: "I saw it."

"Did he go and be reincarnated, or was he waiting for me?"

"He's still waiting." Yan Xin replied.

There was a hint of shame on Mrs. Zhou's face.

Zhou Junwang's eyes were red; Zhou Muzhi couldn't bear it and burst into tears.

Yan Xin patted her hand gently: "You are tired, please sleep a little longer."

When she came out of Zhou's house, Zhou Junwang saw her off.

"...How long can it last?" He asked Yan Xin.

Yan Xin: "What happened in the past few days has made her confused and unable to recognize people."

Zhou Junwang stood silently, and after a while he suddenly said: "My aunt has devoted her life to us."

"She is very powerful." Yan Xin said.

Zhou Junwang was silent.

After a moment, he changed the topic and chatted with Yan Xin about Jing Yuanzhao's disappearance.

He told Yan Xin a secret.