Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin smiled slightly.

She retreated just momentarily, as if it was an instinctive defense. Now, she doesn't want to mention it anymore.

She suppressed Sheng Yuanshan's words and said her purpose: "Mom asked me to ask how the negotiations with the Nie family are going, and when will the hostages be returned?"

Sheng Yuanshan asked her to sit down on the sofa, and then ordered the adjutant to serve tea again.

"After the new year. The generals in the army want to take it easy and wait until after the new year. Let the Nie family in Jincheng know the importance." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin nodded: "That's very good. I'll tell my mother when I go back."

Then he asked, "How will uncle arrange the Chinese New Year this year?"

"I'm still the same as in previous years." Sheng Yuanshan said with a smile, "Azhao is not at home, so I will definitely celebrate the New Year with you."

"My mother said that she doesn't want to stay with the old lady this year," Yan Xin said.

When Sheng Yuanshan heard this, he was slightly surprised: "Sister, you have lived in the Jing family for thirty years and you finally can't bear it anymore?"

Yan Xin: "..."

"How are you going to live?" Sheng Yuanshan asked again.

"I bought a house at the foot of Chengshan Mountain, where my grandmother usually lives. I want to take my mother to live there for a while, so I won't join in the fun at the old house this year." Yan Xin said.

Sheng Yuanshan: "That's not bad."

"I haven't mentioned it to the governor yet," Yan Xin added.

"I'll go too," Sheng Yuanshan said, "leave a guest room for me, Zhuzhu'er."

"Okay." Yan Xin said.

Seeing that she had finished talking, Sheng Yuanshan stood up to leave.

His heart seemed to have strings of threads wrapped around her. Whenever she moved, his heart ached.

So he found a topic: "I also arrested Guo Ting."

Yan Xin immediately asked: "Has he confessed?"

"He kept saying that Jing Zhonglin went out in the middle and told him that his wife was in the box and asked him to say hello. He was just eating at the Markham Hotel and did not communicate with Jing Zhonglin in advance," Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin: "Is this credible?"

"The governor doesn't believe it. Jing Zhonglin is dead, so naturally everything can be pushed to him." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin: "How will the warlord deal with him?"

"He was beaten severely during the interrogation. Apart from that, there is nothing we can do. After all, he is Guo Yuan's son. There is no ironclad evidence." Sheng Yuanshan said.

Yan Xin pondered.

She told Sheng Yuanshan that Guo Ting hated her very much; and because he failed to plot against Bai Shuang, she had a love-hate relationship with Bai Shuang, making her emotions even more intense.

This person is also very dangerous to Yan Xin's master and servant.

"Do you need me to help you get rid of him?" Sheng Yuanshan asked.

Yan Xin: "We also need an honest reason, just like how we dealt with Jing Zhonglin. Don't cause trouble easily. Keep him first, it might be useful later."

Jing Yuanzhao is not here.

If he is at home, he doesn't have to worry about anything and can be free and happy.

Of course, if he were here, these people wouldn't be jumping around.

Jing Yuanzhao's disappearance made many people feel that they had an opportunity and jumped out to show off.

"Okay, let's plan slowly." Sheng Yuanshan said.

He asked Yan Xin again, "How did you celebrate the New Year last year?"

This question pierced her heart so much that Yan Xin almost burst into tears.

She also didn't expect that in just one year, her life would be so turned upside down.

"...This is my first time to go to the old house to worship my ancestors." Yan Xin said.

Sheng Yuanshan: “The old house is the most boring place to celebrate the New Year.”

He added, "I was at Nie's house during the Chinese New Year last year."

"Do they treat you well?"

"They are not my friends, nor are they my relatives. What does it have to do with me?" He smiled.

"Didn't you say that the Nie family has a very beautiful young lady?" Yan Xin asked.

Sheng Yuanshan: "The pearls and jade are in front, but I only see the eyes of the fish."

Yan Xin was silent.

Sheng Yuanshan was reluctant to let her go, but he didn't dare to get close. He spoke to her carefully, not letting her leave.

After all was said and done, Yan Xin was about to leave, and he walked her to the gate.

Yan Xin came back and briefly chatted with his wife about Sheng Yuanshan's words.

The lady said nothing more and told Yan Xin to rest.

The warlord came back in the evening.

"Have you met Fei Yan alone?" Madam asked him.

Warlord: "Yes."

Today I met Jing Feiyan alone. The father and daughter went out for a meal and chatted about trivial matters.

There are so many children in Xifu, and the warlord loves this little daughter the most.

She has been ironing posts since she was a child, and her words are extremely interesting and cute, and she can always speak to the warlord's heart. She is not afraid of him, and is not unfamiliar with him. She sticks to him when they meet.

Jing Feiyan would ask him: "Abba, are you tired?"

"Dad, it's cold, have you added some clothes?"

"Abba, what's wrong with your hand? Is it injured?"

She would always care about him.

Then, he started asking for things again.

"I want to buy a small wooden horse like that. You can build it yourself and fasten the mortise and tenon joints. It's very interesting."

"I want to buy a dress."

"I want a watch and a car."

The warlord is not short of money, and giving is a need for him.

——Many people may not realize that as a father, the Warlord also has this kind of emotional need.

He wants his children to care about him, to need him, to care about him.

Jing Feiyan did it.

It was really hard for the Overseer not to feel sorry for her.

She is beautiful, lively, and looks like a little pistachio.

She is a girl, and the warlord's hope for his daughter is to be healthy, beautiful, and well-educated. He has enough to marry her and ensure that she can live a life of luxury.

But he never expected that his teenage daughter would suddenly change.

She is still so innocent and naive, but she gets involved in Jing Zhonglin's schemes time and time again.

Nie Jiao even accused her of being the mastermind.

The warlord couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it. Madam felt that he should have a chat with Jing Feiyan to at least let her know the seriousness.

The governor kept delaying this matter.

He couldn't face such a little daughter, it was like facing a puppet whose soul had been stolen.

"What did you talk about with her?" The lady's words interrupted the warlord's thoughts.

Warlord: "We just talked about Zhong Lin's death. He didn't deserve to die, he was so young. How can I not feel pain when he ended up like this?"

Losing a son in his later years brings great suffering in the world.

Even if this son is not taken seriously and is extremely disappointed in him, he still does not want him to die.

Furthermore, Jing Yuanzhao disappeared.

"...I asked her if she was the mastermind behind the plan." The warlord continued.

Madam: "It shouldn't be her, right? Nie Jiao has made it clear that she framed her and poured dirty water on her. Many people also poured dirty water on Zhuzhuer in the same way."

Warlord: "I don't think it's her. She didn't admit it herself, she just cried. She said she couldn't help it, and Zhong Lin forced her to do it."

Lady: "Poor child."

"I originally thought that after Zhong Lin left, the West Mansion would be completely settled. Unexpectedly, it turned out like this." After the warlord finished speaking, he was a little silent.

He was in bad spirits.

Madam took his hand.

"Ayun, why are we in such trouble? Why is it like this? No matter how difficult it was before, it is not as difficult as it is now." said the warlord.

He still wanted to say that it might be Yan Xin's bad luck.

Wife: "In the past, several major events would happen in the military or in the city hall every year. Since Zhu Zhuer was born, dangers have been nipped in the bud several times.

The law of heaven is conserved. If there is no military disaster or major disasters for people's livelihood, we will have some troubles. Fortunately, your people are not dead and your jurisdiction is not in chaos. "

The warlord was shocked.

He held his wife's hand tightly: "Indeed, there has been a lot of peace recently, and the alliance has gone smoothly. There has been no war for a few days."