Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Chapter 472 Yan Xin saw Jing Yuanzhao

In Zhang Nanshu's yard, there was no excitement about the upcoming wedding.

Yan Xin asked once.

Zhang Nanshu said: "Have you seen my house? Across the corridor from my side, there is a small corner door connecting the main courtyard.

My third entrance to the courtyard has no gate, but there is a second gate. In the future, the second brother will get married. He will live in the west and enter and exit through the West Second House Gate; I will enter and exit through the East Second House Gate. "

Yan Xin: "It means that you three brothers and sisters have divided their families? Does Sun Mu count as a parent-in-law?"

"It's true that the three of us, brother and sister, share the house equally. But Sun Mu is not counted as a wife.

Let me make an inappropriate analogy. In the past, when a princess got married, she lived in the princess mansion prepared by her mother's family instead of her husband's family. My situation is similar to this. " Zhang Nanshu said.

After Zhang Shuai's death, the commander-in-chief's mansion was divided into three parts. Zhang Nanshu lived in her east courtyard, which was divided by Zhang Shuai during his lifetime.

She can live in her yard, or she can live with Sun Mu at Sun's house, it's up to her wish.

She can choose. She has a choice.

"Will you live here or move?" Yan Xin asked again.

Zhang Nanshu pondered: "Zhuzhu, my situation is unclear now. Once dad leaves, the situation will be turned upside down."

Zhang Nanshu doesn't know what the future holds.

Can she keep what her father gave her?

Yan Xin hugged her gently: "Come step by step, Nan Shu."

Zhang Nanshu's good days as a "princess" are over.

Zhang Nanshu didn't tell Yan Xin about many things about the Zhang family.

It's not that she doesn't trust Yan Xin, Yan Xin is sure of this. It's just Zhang Shuai's order. It's so important that Zhang Nanshu can't tell anyone.

Zhang Shuai suddenly fell ill. The eldest son inherited the family business, while the second son and his youngest daughter had their own arrangements. But giving too much disperses the power of the eldest son.

What role Zhang Nanshu plays in this and the value of her fiancé are all under consideration.

She has always been extremely reliable, Zhang Shuai trusted her and entrusted her with important tasks.

This "important task" was top secret. Zhang Nanshu could not confide in anyone, including Yan Xin.

After a few words of conversation, Yan Xin understood this and kept silent. Like everyone else in Zhang Nanshu's yard, she stopped talking about Zhang Nanshu's marriage.

However, Yan Xin knew that Zhang Nanshu's nanny was repainting and decorating a two-story building in the back garden behind the third entrance in the east courtyard.

She didn't ask much.

When Yan Xin arrived, Zhang Nanshu stayed with her for a few days. She ran out of time and began to stay close to Zhang Shuai again. She would get up early every day and go there after dinner.

"...I visited a few houses. Can the eldest lady go and take a look?" Bai Shuang said to her a few days later.

Yan Xin nodded.

She and Bai Shuang took Zhang Nanshu's car and visited various houses.

The house close to the handsome man's house was exquisite and spacious, but also extremely expensive.

"It's hard to sell it, right?" Yan Xin said, "The world is so chaotic, and the house is so expensive, how will it be sold in the future?"

A lot of money needs to be invested in this.

Yan Xin is rich, but she has a long road ahead and cannot spend her money carelessly.

Bai Shuang: "Look at the others?"

The courtyard about five miles away from the handsome manor is also very good, but the price is more than ten times cheaper.

"Living so far away, Nan Shu won't be able to find us if something happens." Yan Xin said.

She still wants to buy one near Zhang Nanshu's house, but the price is too painful, so she is hesitating.

She and Bai Shuang walked around the streets.

Suddenly soldiers with guns opened the way, and several cars drove up behind them.

Yan Xin and Bai Shuang retreated to the roadside.

There are countless powerful people in Beicheng, and there is also a democratic government. In such a grand scene, it is impossible to tell who the power is.

The dark car drove forward steadily, with curtains covering the windows so that no one could be seen inside.

At the corner, Yan Xin saw a car with a young man sitting in the passenger seat, a slightly familiar face.

The facial features of this face have not changed much, but the outline has matured a lot.

She watched steadily.

A figure flashed in the back seat, and she vaguely saw the lower half of a person's face.

The man smiled, his left cheek deeply dimpled.

This scene happened so fast, in a split second, the car drove away from her.

She looked normal, and even moved a few steps behind the crowd and turned her head away.

After the motorcade left, Yan Xin and Bai Shuang were still wandering on the street for half an hour before she started to tremble slightly.

"Bai Shuang, I saw the young commander." She said suddenly.

Bai Shuang was shocked: "Where?"

She looked westward.

Yan Xin: "Not now, but half an hour ago. The person in the back seat of that car seemed to be him."

Bai Shuang was a little worried: "Miss..."

"Maybe I saw it wrong. But the omen is so unexpected, so maybe I didn't see it wrong. Bai Shuang, Qibele is back." Yan Xin said.

Bai Shuang's spine stiffened: "What should we do, Miss?"

"Go back first." Yan Xin said.

The second young master of the Zhang family said that Qibele should return after Zhang Shuai's death.

Maybe he's not sure either.

Qibele came back, and there was a motorcade to greet him, but it was not the Zhang family's motorcade.

Yan Xin has to do two things: send a telegram to Yicheng and send it to Cheng Sanniang, asking her to tell Sheng Yuanshan to come to Beicheng quickly, she needs help; second, go to Zhang Zhi.

Zhang Zhi should be more interested in this news and he will check it out.

Yan Xin took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

Everything today was an accident.

Yan Xin and Bai Shuang would wander that street without making any plans. Bai Shuang is very keen. If someone is following them all the way, she will know.

People who are very important in life will meet unexpectedly in a certain time and space. Yan Xin believes that she and Jing Yuanzhao have such a fate.

"...I have dreamed about the man sitting in the passenger seat." Yan Xin said suddenly.

Bai Shuang didn't know what to do for a moment.

Yan Xin: "That's not what I meant. When I dreamed about him, he was a child."

Bai Shuang: "This is a bit weird, Miss."

Yan Xin: "A little bit."

Maybe she had seen him in her previous life; maybe this person existed at some point, but she just ignored him.

She had dreamed of the lame boy several times, and had even called out his name in her dreams recently.

"...In my dream, there was actually the young marshal and this young man. They were both sitting in a car today." Yan Xin said.

Bai Shuang: "In your dream, was this person an enemy or a friend?"

"They are very good friends." Yan Xin said.

Bai Shuang: "Will he protect the young marshal?"

"I'm inclined to do so," Yan Xin said, "Hurry up and notify Zhang Zhi so that he can seize the opportunity and don't be passive in front of Qibele."

Bai Shuang went immediately.

Yan Xin drafted a coded telegram and went to the post office to send it to Cheng Sanniang.

While doing all this, she had calmed down.

She said to herself: "Even if I see it wrong, what does it matter? I know he is still alive, and I have a lot of time to waste away my disappointment."

And we have to hold on to the slim hope, what if it's him?

When she went to the post office, it was Zhang Nanshu's driver who took her there, and he protected her all the way.

By the time Yan Xin returned to Zhang Nanshu's yard, Zhang Zhiji had arrived.

"Tell me about the person you saw, and describe it in more detail." He said.

Yan Xin just had a glimpse, and if she had to describe it, she couldn't. She could only tell Zhang Zhi in detail based on the facial features of the lame boy in her dream.

"According to my information, Qibele is still in Edo, and your fiancé is indeed in his hands." Zhang Zhi said.

Yan Xin: "Your information may not be accurate. Please check it out."

Zhang Zhi hurried out.

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