Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Jing Yuanzhao is back.

He seemed to be waiting for a long time and was bored.

Seeing Yan Xin come back, he stood up and smiled, his left cheek deeply twitching, making his smile even more profound and touching.

Under the lamp, he was wearing a sky blue gown. Not as gentle as the young master, he is tall and straight, standing like a pine and cypress.

"Zhu Zhu'er!" He came over quickly and hugged her.

Yan Xin keeps two dogs in her yard. Whenever she comes back, the two dogs are also very enthusiastic, but together they can't compare to him.

The hot breath and plump muscles could not be covered by clothes, but were conveyed to Yan Xin through the thin cover of linen.

——Just like when there is a lot of haze, the sun breaks through the clouds and shines down thousands of feet of golden light.

"Brother, are you back?" Yan Xin called him in a low voice.

"Yes, we'll be here at noon." He smiled, "Why did you come back just now?"

He said that he was about to kiss her.

Yan Xin avoided her head and said, "Bye bye, I'm covered in sweat and smell bad."

She had been out all day today, and it was so hot in the summer. Her back was dry and dry with sweat, and she could smell the rancid smell of sweat.

Jing Yuanzhao still pecked her lips and smelled deeply on her neck: "It doesn't smell bad, Zhuzhuer smells the best!"

"Are you a dog? Let go." She pushed him.

Jing Yuanzhao didn't insist and let go of his iron hoop-like arm.

In the bathroom, you can be just as intimate, or even more intimate.

Yan Xin took a bath, her body and cheeks were flushed.

The bathroom was full of water and everything was wet.

Jing Yuanzhao was satisfied; Yan Xin's breathing was very fast, as if she was going to die, she clung to his arms, her hands and feet were weak.

Back in the bedroom, Jing Yuanzhao sat on her large iron bed with west pillars and wiped her hair carefully.

The cotton kerchief is very absorbent. Her hair is long and dense, soft and shiny, flowing down to her waist, like a piece of the finest silk.

Cool, soft and smooth, Jing Yuanzhao couldn't put it down.

"...Did this inspection go well?" Yan Xin asked him.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Which of today's little military leaders has no ambition? There are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys are the kings. Everyone wants to stand on their own."

He added, "We need to unify and have a strong government before the situation can be stable. Otherwise, just 'unifying the military affairs of the Western Province' will not be able to control them at all."

He also said, "This time I went out and killed two junior army leaders as a warning to others. I also recruited two new recruits, promoted them to division commanders, paid them, and established territory."

"Are you tired?" Yan Xin asked.

Jing Yuanzhao: "The human heart is unpredictable. It is indeed very strange. But everyone has their own plans. When people join you, they naturally have what they want. It's not tiring to understand this."

Yan Xin let him wipe her hair and whispered: "Brother, you have the talent to be useful."

Jing Yuanzhao smiled, pinched her chin, turned her head around, put her against his chest, and kissed her gently, "Zhu Zhu'er, I love hearing you praise me the most. Say a few more words."

Yan Xin: "..."

"What about you? Is everything okay at home?" he asked.

Yan Xin sat upright for a while.

He said "home" again.

She suppressed the fluctuation in her heart and told him about Jiang Mansion.

She told him how she plotted against Zhang Qingya and Yanlan, and made Yanlan her executioner to kill Zhang Qingya.

"You are very smart, Zhuzhu'er, you know how to protect yourself." Jing Yuanzhao smiled, "That's good."

She frowned slightly and said, "Sheng Rouzhen is so involved, what does she want to do?"

Yan Xin was silent.

Jing Yuanzhao noticed it immediately, turned her body over, raised her chin, and asked her to look into his eyes: "It has nothing to do with me."

Yan Xin raised her eyes: "I know."

She is naturally charming, and when her eyes are emotionless, she looks at people softly.

When many people see her, they think she is charming, enchanting, weak and can be bullied.

But she is not weak.

She has changed a lot.

Jing Yuanzhao felt that he had helped her, allowing her to regain her strength little by little to fight against the harm done to her by others.

He was a little complacent, but he didn't dare to show it.

"Zhu Zhu'er, I just want to marry you." Jing Yuanzhao said, "I'm not tempted by other cats or dogs."

Yan Xin: "..."

Jing Yuanzhao really wanted to say that in his life, apart from being attracted to Ayun, he was also attracted to Yan Xin.

He is obsessed with her.

The song "Ayun" is a mystery, and it has not been found out yet.

Anyway, since Yan Wanwan died, the matter was completely sealed and Jing Yuanzhao did not reveal anything about it.

So what if he falls in love with someone else? Let him be shot to death randomly.

He must enjoy every day he lives. Let’s talk about it after death and going to the eighteen levels of hell.

Save the hard times for later.

"...Sheng Rouzhen used her connections with the military government to transfer Zhang Qingya's father and brother back. I know this.

She has her own ambitions, which are quite good, and she doesn't stick to small things in the house. Besides, I want to borrow her hand to fish. "Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin was slightly stunned: "What kind of fish are you fishing for?"

Jing Yuanzhao pondered: "We'll talk about it later..."

"Is it related to Lord Beile?" Yan Xin asked.

Jing Yuanzhao's eyes tightened: "You know?"

Yan Xin told him everything about the accident in her yard and the capture of the spy.

Jing Yuanzhao: "No one told me about these killers!"

He scolded Bai Shuang again, "She's useless!"

Yan Xin explained for Bai Shuang: "You are out of town on official business. I told them not to disturb you with these small things. Besides, I am already taking precautions."

Then he asked him, "What do you mean when you say fishing? Is it related to that Lord Baylor?"

"This matter is not too complicated. After the New Year, didn't I go north to deal with this matter?" Jing Yuanzhao said.

At that time, Yan Xin was immersed in the grief of the old lady's death, and she only wanted to make the elder pay the price.

Later, she caused the old man to suffer a stroke and became paralyzed, and then she got money again, and her mood improved.

When Jing Yuanzhao went north, she didn't ask him about it; when he came back, she didn't ask about it either, just treating it as an important military matter that couldn't be leaked.

“The royalists have established a nest of spies in Yicheng, targeting several provinces in East China, trying to control them.

They relied on the Double Eagle Gate, a large amount of money, and arms. Last time, division commander Lin Fu rebelled and arms went missing. My uncle went to Tianjin to deal with the matter and discovered the signs.

My uncle showed up last time, but it was not easy to go again this time, so he replaced me. I went to the north, and with the help of Governor Zhang, I achieved some success. "Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin suddenly said: "Your family and the Zhang family exchanged children and served as hostages to each other. Is this actually related to the royalist party?"

Jing Yuanzhao smiled: "Zhu Zhu'er, you are as sharp as my mother. You are born to be the mistress of the Governor's Mansion."

Yan Xin: "Let's talk about serious things. If you keep doing this, I won't talk to you."

"...You are right in your guess. It is indeed related to the royalist rebellion. This is a kind of covenant, and exchanging children is exchanging hostages." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin: "What are you agreeing on?"

"We made an agreement with the Zhang family: No one will restore the throne or collude with the royalists." Jing Yuanzhao's expression became more serious, "No one will proclaim himself emperor."

Yan Xin was stunned.

She never knew it was so involved.