Jiang Pengji looked at the woman calmly and didn't say a word, as if she was thinking about something.

Feng Zhen on the side saw the woman's appearance, and his originally dull eyes instantly brightened up a little, and a few wisps of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Don't look at Feng Zhen's bohemian and uninhibited love of freedom, but in a way, this Feng prodigal son is a "dedicated" person.

How many beauties are there in the world?

There are countless people who are shy of flowers and swallows and are fattened.

Three thousand beauties, Feng Zhen loves the royal sister.

If it weren't for the mature royal sister, no matter how good-looking the woman was, in his eyes, it would be dull and tasteless.

The plain woman in front of her happens to be Toyojin's favorite type.

The face is like a goose egg, and the skin is like clotted fat. A pair of red phoenix eyes, slender eyes, hooked inside and curled outside, two curved ink eyebrows like February willow leaves. Bright eyes, graceful and slender, waist like willows, even if he wears plain clothes, he still can't hide that mature intellectuality.

According to Feng Zhen's standards, he can give this woman a high score of more than 90.

Although the beauty is good, it does not have to be your own, and Fengzhen's mentality is still mostly appreciated.

Seeing that his father-in-law was silent, Feng Zhen smiled and said, "What Madame said is true?"

The woman secretly pinched the soft wattle in her sleeve, but replied calmly on her face.

"If everything is true, how dare the little woman gamble with her own life?"

The woman raised her lips and smiled, as if the previous anxiety and worry were dazzling.

Hanchang Pass was broken by the enemy, there were killing shouts everywhere, and the servants and maids were busy fleeing, where could they take care of this family?

The woman was born in Hejian County and married in Cangzhou at the age of twenty-nine.

Although she is a woman of the noble clan, she also knows what will happen to the families of the enemy generals after the city is broken.

Before Jiang Pengji arrived, those soldiers robbed money, indiscriminately killed fleeing servants, and had evil thoughts about the maids in the house.

When the other concubines in the side room had no owner, the woman decisively summoned the women and children to retreat to the inner courtyard and resisted for a moment by the wall. While hiding in the inner courtyard, she heard the movement of several handmaidens being captured by enemy soldiers, and the miserable sound even drowned out the shouts of killing outside.

Therefore, when the door of the inner courtyard was kicked open, the woman mistakenly thought that Jiang Pengji and the others were not good.

If you don't do anything, the female dependents in the courtyard will be worried, and it will be difficult for a few children to save their lives.

In desperation, the woman simply moved out of Jiang Pengji, hoping to have a glimmer of life.

She really knew Jiang Pengji, and she had some contact with her when she was young, and it was not a lie to say that she was an "old man".

Feng Zhen looked at the woman, turned his head to look at his father-in-law, who was staring at him with black and white eyes.

"That's interesting, my lord is right in front of you, if you are really my lord's old friend, why didn't you recognize it?"

He looked at the woman with a smile, and the other party quickly understood what Feng Zhen meant, and his already pale pretty face suddenly lost a trace of blood.

"Liu, Liuxi?"

The woman's eyes turned and fell on Jiang Pengji in the center, with a bit of disbelief in her words.

She really didn't expect Jiang Pengji to be right in front of her!

Feng Zhen was about to raise his lips, but his lord nodded at the woman.

"Well, it's been a long time. ”

Toyojin: "......"

It's not—

Is this woman in front of her really an old acquaintance of the lord?

Feng Zhen is confused, and the audience is also confused, they don't have Jiang Pengji's changeable memory.

After a commotion, the ancient boss who had been diving for a long time jumped out.

[Smuggling Non-Chief]: Ah-this young lady is a little familiar, I remember that she was one of the nobles who appeared when the anchor first started the live broadcast, or Shangguan Wan's handkerchief. Just now, I frantically rummaged through the notes in the live broadcast room, and finally found her - Wan Xiu'er!

[Ghost genius Guo Fengxiao]: Rub - big guy, you are still alive -

[Qilin]: Worship the big guy!

[Shovel Worker]: Worship the big guy!

[Meet you at the second year]: Let's go, Poké Ball! Capture a big guy alive!

Those who know the live broadcast room know that the first audience in the live broadcast room is this [Smuggling Non-Chief], and the original recorded video was also circulated from him. It is said that this person is also the founder of the Empress's live broadcast forum and the column editor of related magazines.

It is rumored that there are local tyrants who spent millions just to buy his ancient ID, but unfortunately they refused to sell it.

The woman is Wan Xiuer, and she had several relationships with Jiang Pengji back then.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Jiang Pengji's response.

She didn't know which corpse mountain and sea of blood Jiang Pengji crawled out of, and she was covered in blood, which made people tremble.

How could she recognize such a terrifying appearance?

The last time they saw each other was eight years ago!

Jiang Pengji's height is far beyond that of ordinary women, and even many men look up to her. Wearing armor, wearing a helmet, and holding a double hammer, standing there simply, that is a young general full of heroism, who would associate her with a daughter-in-law.

"Your husband's house?"

Jiang Pengji looked at her outfit and frowned slightly.

If Wan Xiu'er's husband is an enemy general in Hanchang Pass, it is estimated that even the corpse will be cold at this time.

Although Jiang Pengji will not show mercy to her subordinates, the old man slaughtered her husband as soon as she met, which made people widowed, which was somewhat embarrassing.

Wan Xiu'er sighed lightly, her expression calm.

"The husband's family is the guard of Hanchang Pass, and now, I guess I have gone to the Hades Palace to report. ”

The more calm the other party is, the more embarrassed Jiang Pengji's side is.

Wan Xiu'er died of her husband, and she reacted calmly, but her husband's concubines and children cried and screamed, and she didn't even care about her image.

Hearing this, Wan Xiu'er lowered her eyelids with a faint expression, and the corners of her lips sneered.

Jiang Pengji was also cheeky, and her embarrassment didn't last long, so she said calmly, "Thinking of the friendship between you and me, when the war stops, I will return your husband's corpse, so that you can still be buried in the ground, and you won't be in the wilderness." ”

Wan Xiu'er said, "I am your prisoner, thunder, rain and dew are all graces, if the deceased husband can get the whole corpse, it can be regarded as a good beginning and a good end." ”

Her reaction angered the weeping concubines, who scolded her one by one.

"You old shrew who can't give birth to eggs, the master treats you well on weekdays, and now that he is gone, you refuse to shed even a tear-"

"Didn't you curse the old man to die early, how about climbing another high branch?"

"What a vicious heart, femme fatale, you will have retribution sooner or later!"

A few concubines were crying and crying, and a few immature children were sobbing and choking in their arms.

Wan Xiu'er didn't even bother to raise her eyebrows.

Seeing this, Jiang Pengji ordered people to take these noisy women and children down, the action was not rough, but it was not gentle enough.

"Look at this, you've not had a very comfortable time all these years. ”

Wan Xiu'er tucked her scattered sideburns behind her ears and looked calm.

"Backyard women, most of them are like this, how many people can there be in the world who are as chic and comfortable as you?"