Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin was woken up before dawn.

Zhang Nanshu came to find her.

She was startled: "What's wrong with you? Do you feel sick in your stomach?"

Zhang Nanshu's delivery date should be at the end of September, and it's just June now, which is still early. If something unexpected happens at this time, both mother and child will be in danger.

Yan Xin suddenly woke up.

"No, no." Zhang Nanshu held her hand tightly and sat with her on the sofa in the living room, "Zhuzhu, I'm so scared."

Sun Mu is not at home today. He went to the station the day before yesterday and will probably not come back for half a month.

Zhang Nanshu can only go to Yan Xin if something happens.

"What's wrong?" Yan Xin shook her hand back.

Jing Yuanzhao changed into a long linen gown and walked out of the bedroom: "We just arrived at West Point, why are you making such noise in the middle of the night?"

Yan Xin glanced at him.

Jing Yuanzhao went to the clean room.

Zhang Nanshu's hands were trembling a little and she told her, "Actually, I didn't sleep all night."

Yan Xin didn't interrupt her, just held her hand tightly: "Okay, if it's okay, you can tell me anything."

"When I was going to bed, I heard that something happened. I originally wanted to come to you, but you are also pregnant, and I didn't want to delay your sleep." Zhang Nanshu was a little incoherent.

"I've had enough sleep, you can tell me now." Yan Xin's voice was gentle and her speech was slow so as not to disturb her thoughts.

"It's my second brother."

She didn't sleep much all night, couldn't sleep at all, and her heart was beating very fast now.

"I came back yesterday afternoon and slept for three hours. I didn't feel sleepy at night. I made a midnight snack and it tasted delicious. I thought I would give some to you: my eldest brother, my niece, my second brother and you.

I also wanted to see who was still awake and chat with me. We sent people to look at it, but everyone went to bed. Only the second master's yard was empty, and the deputy chief was pacing at the gate.

I just had a midnight snack and decided to go for a walk. The nurse went with me. When I went to my second brother’s yard, his deputy chief looked wrong. There was a large stain of blood on the sleeve, and I could smell the smell of blood.

Under questioning, he said that Xu Laosan kidnapped Yin Qingrong, cut off her fingers and sent her over, and asked my second brother to go to the appointment alone.

If my second brother doesn't go alone and causes mischief along the way, he will cut off Yin Qingrong's hands and feet; if he doesn't obey, he will be on the west limb..."

Yan Xin's appetite surged.

She tried her best to endure it and gently pressed her stomach, "Then what?"

"My second brother always kept his head straight and didn't turn his head around. The deputy officer said that when he saw the severed finger, he went crazy and went alone.

The lieutenant-general advised him to go find you and Tie Qiaoda and discuss a plan to at least handle the matter thoroughly. He didn't listen and followed the instructions and went out. " Zhang Nanshu said.

"are you back?"

"No, but his deputy chief sent people to surround the Xu family and captured the brothers Xu Heting and Xu Hejin, as well as other members of the Xu family.

Once Xu Laosan does something bad, we will also have hostages here. Even so, my second brother's life cannot be repaid by killing the entire Xu family. " Zhang Nanshu said.

Yan Xin: "Don't worry..."

"How can I not be worried? Xu Laosan has made it clear that he wants to harm him." Zhang Nanshu said.

"Because of Yin Qingrong?"

"I guess it's because my self-esteem was frustrated and I couldn't get what I asked for," Zhang Nanshu said.

While they were talking, Jing Yuanzhao came back from the clean room.

After briefly washing up, he sat down and asked what was going on.

"Can I go out and help you take a look?" he asked.

Zhang Nanshu: "Don't run around. If the one is not found, you can go in again. Wait for the news first."

They didn't have to wait long.

When the sun was rising, the adjutant informed Zhang Nanshu that the second master had returned home.

Zhang Nanshu wanted to see it immediately.

The wet nurse didn't even hold her back.

Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao had no choice but to follow quickly to Zhang Zhi's yard.

Zhang Zhi was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his face was tired and haggard, and he was covered in blood.

He told his adjutant: "Do as I say."

The deputy officer said yes, stepped back, and immediately winked at Zhang Nanshu, who was coming: "Miss Third, don't go in."

Zhang Nanshu was about to go inside, but the deputy officer stretched out his hand to stop her and said to her, "Miss Third, please come out. I have something to ask of you."

Zhang Nanshu glanced at the living room.

Yin Qingrong, who was held in Zhang Zhi's arms, seemed to be asleep.

She was covered in blood, probably from having her fingers chopped off.

After retreating to the entrance of the courtyard, Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao rushed over and heard the deputy officer say: "The second master has ordered a happy event."

Zhang Nanshu's heart settled and she let go of all the worries she was holding back: "He finally got the idea?"

Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao were still worried when they saw the deputy officer's expression.

"Miss Third, she, Miss Yin Qi, she..." The deputy officer's face was very pale and he spoke with great difficulty.

Zhang Nanshu's smile disappeared instantly.

"She's dead, Miss Third," said the adjutant.

Zhang Nanshu froze, her cheeks numb as if there was an electric shock, and she felt numb for a long time, unable to feel her mouth or tongue.

She seemed unable to blink or speak.

Seeing her like this, the deputy chief went to see Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao again.

Yan Xin said to him: "Go to your uncle and ask him to come. Let him make an idea about what to do about this matter."

The adjutant-general went immediately.

Zhang Nanshu, Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao stood at the door and saw Zhang Zhihuai hugging someone from a distance.

Zhang Zhi was extremely tired, but he carefully held her close and pressed his face against her cheek in a weird and crooked posture.

Zhang Nanshu wanted to take a look.

Jing Yuanzhao grabbed her: "Nan Shu!"

"I……"

"Nan Shu, don't disturb them, let's wait at the door." Jing Yuanzhao said.

The three people exited the courtyard.

Zhang Linguang came soon. He nodded to the three of them and strode into the courtyard.

There was a conversation between the two brothers in the yard, which was very low and could not be heard outside.

After a while, Zhang Linguang came out.

"Young Marshal Jing, Young Madam, Nan Shu, please take care of me." Zhang Linguang said, and then said to Zhang Nanshu, "Go back and sleep."

"Brother, Yin Qingrong...she is really..."

"She was shot in the heart." Zhang Linguang said simply.

A shot in the heart means death.

"How to do?"

"Just do what the second brother wants." Zhang Linguang said.

The Zhang family held a wedding and wedding event: red and white events were mixed together.

Zhang Zhi got married, and the memorial tablet of Yin Qingrong.

After completing the weird ceremony, a mourning hall was built in the wedding hall to bury her.

Because Yin Qingrong died tragically, the funeral was very simple. She was buried in the Zhang family's ancestral grave after a three-day dojo.

Yan Xin and Zhang Nanshu both thought that Zhang Zhi would burst into tears.

But he didn't.

He was silent and haggard the whole time, finishing everything.

Beicheng didn't know the whole story, and public opinion relied on imagination to make this matter a big deal. Even the newspapers criticized Zhang Zhi.

Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao didn't dare to ask.

Zhang Nanshu is not sure either. Her heart was filled with tears, and she was extremely sad.

She went to ask her eldest brother: "Do you know what's going on?"

Zhang Linguang: "I didn't ask the second child. Everyone present that day died: Yin Qingrong, Xu Helan and five or six Xu family servants. Only he knows."

Zhang Nanshu: "Brother, are we having any bad luck lately?"

Zhang Linguang smiled bitterly.

When Sun Mu returned to the city, the funeral was already over.

"...I heard it all at the station, saying that the second master and the tablet were married. I was so frightened when I heard it." Sun Mu said.

Zhang Nanshu: "Actually, that's what happened."