When the old woman heard this, her hands trembled, she suddenly closed her palms, and bowed to the sky, "Oh my God, God bless, my ancestors blessed my Huangfu family, and even left a bloodline for Ah Zhuo, it's really good!" ”

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When Jin Yuqiu heard this, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her little hands were a little tight, she originally thought that Huangfu Zhuo was dead, and this Xue was sad for a while, and she could marry someone else and find her happiness.

At this time, two maids came out of the back hall with the weak Jin Xueli in their arms.

"Grandma, mother~~!" Jin Xueli called softly.

Everyone looked at it, and when the old lady saw it, she hurriedly stood up on crutches, "Xue Li'er, why did you come out?" This is happy, go to the house and stay in the house and have a good rest! Be careful, don't move the tires! ”

The Overseer's wife on the side was a little displeased, and thought to herself, really, her Bochen married so many daughters-in-law, and he didn't give birth to a son for a long time, and now this Ah Zhuo, everyone is gone, and there is such a child left, if this is born as a girl, if this is a son, wouldn't he become the eldest grandson of the Huangfu family?

The Overseer's wife thought to herself, and her heart was not happy.

"Grandma, I'm fine!" Jin Xueli approached the old lady.

"Sit down! Sit down! The old lady carefully supported Jin Xueli, who was crying like a tearful person.

Jin Xueli sat beside the old lady and raised her tearful eyes, "Grandma, God treats me Jin Xueli really well, I thought that Ah Zhuo went, I had nothing to love, I couldn't imagine that I could be given such a child, so that I would not be lonely for the rest of my life!" No more loneliness! ”

"Hey~~! Good boy, good daughter-in-law of the Huangfu family, don't cry! Don't cry! The old lady wiped her tears for Jin Xueli excitedly.

The Overseer's wife on the side was displeased, but she didn't dare to show it, her eyes fell on Ye Yanran on the opposite side, a little sharp gaze, this little practitioner, Bochen spoils me every day, what kind of avoidance soup for me, or now I may be pregnant with my Bochen's son.

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During the night, everyone dispersed, and Ye Yanran stayed in the Overseer's Mansion for the time being.

In the side hall on the second floor, Ye Yanran sat alone, gloomy.

At this time, on the corridor on the second floor, a sound of footsteps fell.

"Senior Commander Lin, please come here!" Adjutant Chen's voice fell.

In the study, waiting for the old overseer and Huang Fuchen, Adjutant Chen led the wounded Master Lin in.

The sound of the study door closing.

Ye Yanran saw the door of the study closed, her eyes paused slightly, and she stretched her neck, thoughtful.

Ye Yanran stood up, watched Adjutant Chen leave, and slowly approached the study...

In the study, the old Overseer sat in the center.

Huang Fuchen's face was grim, and behind his back, he turned his head to look at Senior Commander Lin who came in, and his voice was heavy, "Senior Commander Lin, what's going on?" Why didn't anyone be rescued, you burned Ben Shuai!! ”

Hearing this, Senior Commander Lin raised his head in shock, "Young Marshal, you... Didn't you want me to attack first and save people later? ”

Huang Fuchen's expression was slightly stunned, and he instantly scolded, "Bastard!" When did Ben Shuai let you attack first and then save people? ”

Master Lin suddenly cried and lost his face, and his body was still tied with gauze, and he spoke anxiously, "The urgent mail you sent was written like this, sandwiched by the topographic map, and marked on it, I thought you had a careful plan, so I followed the line and went up the mountain with gunpowder, set up an ambush, and burned it at night... Actually, I wonder too. ”

Division Commander Lin scratched his head and scratched his ears, in fact, he also felt that something was wrong at the time, but the commander's order was a military order, and the military order was like a mountain, so he didn't dare to disobey!

Huang Fuchen's face darkened, his muscles trembled twitching, he grabbed Master Lin's collar, and asked angrily, "On that urgent item, Ben Shuai clearly wrote that he would save people first, and then attack with fire!" How can it be bad? ”

When Senior Commander Lin heard this, he became anxious all of a sudden, "Young Marshal, you wait, I'll show you, you really wrote that you will attack with fire first, and then save people!" ”

Huang Fuchen loosened the collar of Master Lin's shirt.

Master Lin's palms trembled and groped around from the inside of his clothes in a panic, and he found an urgent letter and offered it with both hands, "Young marshal, take a look!" ”

Huang Fuchen snatched it and quickly dismantled it...

The next moment, Huang Fuchen's deep eagle eyes kept looking back and forth on the urgent item, and his whole heart was about to explode...

How so! How so!

"Young marshal, the last general is not mistaken, right? Fire first, then save people, this is your order! Master Lin on the side hurriedly spoke.

"Ahem, cough~~, I'll take a look!" The old Overseer coughed, stepped forward, and reached for the letter in the palm of Huang Fuchen's hand.

The old Overseer's majestic shimmer widened a few points in vain.

Huang Fuchen's body stood stiffly in place, his sword eyebrows locked, and he kept thinking about it, feeling more and more wrong in his heart.

"Bochen, this is your handwriting, my father recognizes it!" The old Overseer fell silently.

Huang Fuchen clenched his palms tightly, and his face tightened into cold lines.

"Master Lin, you go out first!" The old Overseer spoke coldly.

Senior Lin reacted instantaneously and nodded again and again.

The door of the study was pushed open, and Ye Yanran had already quickly dodged to the side, until she saw Master Lin coming out of it, staggered a little, and went down to the second floor.

The door of the study closed again, Ye Yanran bit her lip, stepped forward again, and lay on the door of the study, listening...

In the study.

The old Overseer kept coughing, "Ahem, cough~~!" ”

After coughing for a while, the old Overseer landed on his chair with the urgent letter in his hand, and looked at Huang Fuchen with a solemn gaze.

"Bochen, you are not such a confused person, you can't even tell the difference between attacking first or saving people first, if you can't tell the difference, you won't take so many cities!" The old Overseer fell silent.

Huang Fuchen's whole body stiffened, and his gaze fell coldly on other places.

"Hey~~!" The old Overseer sighed heavily, "Deliberately, Bochen, why bother? Even if Ah Zhuo takes the Black Stone Ridge, he will not be able to threaten you to inherit my position! ”

"Daddy!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice, "This is really not what I did!" As for why this urgent letter is so, Bochen still needs to be checked! ”

"That's it!" The old overseer waved his hand, "This Mu Qing fought with you back then, you killed him, I don't care about you anymore, I also came here like this back then, this should not be, this Ah Zhuo really shouldn't go!" ”

"Or, for the sake of a woman, make your two brothers so unhappy and fight in the same room?" The old Overseer's eyes lit up a little.

Huang Fuchen's face was grim, and his palms tightened a little.

"This Ye Yanran was seized by Bo Chen, I'm sorry Ah Zhuo, but Bo Chen is the same thing, he won't do this!" Huang Fuchen's voice was angry, and there was nowhere to vent the anger in his heart.

"Really?" The old overseer asked a little sharply, "This woman should not miss your big thing, you should let go of your hands, the love of children is a big taboo for men to win the world!" ”

"Bochen understands, dad doesn't need to be reminded!"

When the old overseer heard this, he bowed slightly, "It's good that you understand, people can't be resurrected after death, this Ah Zhuo thing, you and my father and son know today, and refuse to spread it!" The Huangfu family killed each other for a woman brother, and when it was spread, it became a laughing stock! ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes sank, "Dad, I understand." ”

If there are too many words, Huang Fuchen doesn't want to explain at this moment, this is obviously a hundred words, so he can only go to check in private, whether there is something wrong with this.

"Alright, let's get out! Let the Father be quiet ... The old overseer waved his hand, his back to Huang Fu Chen, his eyes were already moist, and he held the fountain pen in his palm, which Huang Fu Zhuo Liuyang came back and specially bought for the old overseer.

Huang Fuchen's face tightened, and he looked at the old overseer, and pushed out softly.

Outside the door of the study, Huang Fuchen stood in the corridor, glanced left and right, felt a little clueless, didn't think much, and walked downstairs.

Until the footsteps are gone...

The door of a room next to the study opened, and Ye Yanran walked out weakly, her face was covered with tears, her eyes were so red that she couldn't be more red, and her crying was swollen like two cherries.

Ye Yanran looked at the direction Huang Fuchen left in a daze, her palms clenched.

Huang Fuchen. Why, you have already got my people, why do you want to kill Azhuo, he is not at fault... He's still so young ...

Ye Yanran covered her mouth and ran towards the side hall.

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Dead.

At the gate of Zhaoyang Marshal's Mansion, the car stopped.

Ye Yanran got out of the car and ran straight towards her room.

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on the woman's cold back, and he saw how sad, sad, and even desperate she was.

This kind of despair fell in Huang Fuchen's eyes, which was particularly eye-catching, and his heartstrings were tightly buckled.

"Young Marshal~~, are you back?" The fourth aunt Taixia Yun's coquettish voice came, and when she heard that Huang Fuchen was back, she immediately dressed up in a fancy way.

Huang Fuchen glanced at Xia Yun coldly, the jeweled body, frowned at the sword, "Ben Shuai's younger brother is dead, you are dressed like this, do you want to slap Ben Shuai's face?" ”

"I..." When Xia Yun heard this, she trembled suddenly.

Seeing this, Jin Yuqiu stepped forward and said softly, "Young marshal~, I'm afraid Sister Yanran is sad, do you want to go over and have a look first?" ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on Jin Yuqiu, and then looked in the direction where Ye Yanran disappeared, wanting to go, but he hesitated, he really didn't want to see the face of Ai Ai, crying for other men.

Huang Fuchen walked towards another corridor with a grim face, which was the direction leading to the wine room.

Seeing this, Jin Yuqiu's eyes sank and he didn't say anything more.

"Yuqiu, what's wrong with this young marshal and that little eight? Looking weird? Quarreled? Xia Yun seemed to gloat at Jin Yuqiu.

Jin Yuqiu glanced at Xia Yun lightly, and his voice fell, "Xia Yun, the young marshal is upset for a while, don't go and get angry, I just came back from Qizhou, I'm too tired, I'm going to rest." ”

After the words fell, Jin Yuqiu walked towards his wing.

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In the middle of the night, the early spring dew fell on the peach trees in the yard, glowing with green shoots.

There was a crescent moon hanging in the sky, and the moonlight was bleak.

Huang Fuchen came out of the wine room like a stagger, his face was flushed, he was spraying wine, his military boots kicked off the flower pot on the side, and walked towards Lianxuan, which was the courtyard of Huang Fuchen and Ye Yanran in Zhaoyang Marshal's Mansion.

Lianxuan, in the room, there is no light, and the floor-to-ceiling red candle lantern is lit.

Ye Yanran sat in front of the dressing mirror, the hazy halo of lanterns gilded the woman's pale face with a layer of light, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked at the bronze mirror in a daze.

"Bang~~!" With a bang, Huang Fuchen kicked open the door, took it with his feet, and strode in.

Huang Fuchen entered the inner room and saw Ye Yanran sitting in front of the bronze mirror, with a pair of wine-smoked eagle eyes narrowing slightly.

Huang Fuchen stepped forward, and a strong smell of wine came to his nose.

"What are you sitting here doing?" Huang Fuchen spoke in a deep voice.

Ye Yanran looked at the bronze mirror with ethereal eyes, and her voice was quiet and revealing a terrifying coolness.

"I've heard people say that this night shift is three watches, guarding by the bronze mirror, and watching all the time... to be able to see the people who have just died ... ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, the pair of wine-stained eyes instantly gathered cold light, glanced at the bronze mirror, and suddenly turned the woman's body and pinched the woman's chin.

"Want to see the hell? Well?!! Huang Fuchen's voice was cold.

Ye Yanran raised her eyes, met the man's deep eyes, hooked her lips and snorted coldly, "What the hell?" Zhuo died, I didn't even get to see him for the last time, he just died, he was so young... It was I who killed him~~Woo~~! ”

Ye Yanran's shoulders trembled suddenly, and she sobbed.

When Huang Fuchen saw it, he didn't have any strength in his body, and when he heard this cry, his heart was torn apart.

Huang Fuchen's heart tightened, lifted the woman with one arm, and shouted angrily, "Don't cry!" It's not my Emperor Fuchen who died! What to cry about! I've been crying for a day! ”