Ma Changfeng gave an order, and several family members stood at the door with sticks in their hands and looked at Song Huaijin in disgust, looking like they would make her look good as long as she dared to approach.

Ma Changfeng firmly believed that Song Huaijin was a fake, and stood behind the crowd with a high spirit:

"Song Huaijin, you dare to pretend to be Mr. Huaijin, today I must break this little slut's leg and send him to the official mansion!"

Song Huaijin had already guessed that things would not go so smoothly, so he specially asked the Nine Emperor Princes for a guard today, turned his head, and said to the guard commander casually: "Brother guard, they want to break my leg." ”

Ma Changfeng gave an order, and the family members who were already preparing to beat Song Huaijin angrily raised their sticks and beckoned over.

At the same time, the commander of the guards directly turned around to "meet the enemy", and as soon as he raised his hand, he grabbed the stick waved by a family member, and the stick waved in his hand in a circle, and more than a dozen family members had already fallen to the ground one after another.

The family members all clutched their stomachs, spitting blood, and those who were killed by the commander of the guards didn't even have the strength to get up.

Song Huaijin took the stick in the hand of the guard commander, and threw the stick directly at Ma Changfeng as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Ma Changfeng couldn't dodge, he was hit directly to the throat by the stick, and immediately fell to the ground with a "bang", his whole body trembling with severe pain, and only his eyes could still move.

At this time, the commander of the guards had already stood firmly, and said coldly: "It's too vulnerable, Mr. Huai Jin doesn't need to bring us here at all." ”

"yes." Song Huaijin exclaimed: "This prince's special guard is amazing, you can go back, I will go to the Bai family as a guest." ”

The commander of the guards nodded to Song Huaijin and left with all the brothers.

Song Huaijin stepped into the door, glanced down at Ma Changfeng when he passed by, and his tone was quite gloating:

"Tell you that I am Mr. Huai Jin, you still don't believe it, look, you have tasted the bitter fruit, right? Steward Ma, our accounts are not over yet, and we will slowly settle them in the future. ”

Ma Changfeng couldn't move, he could only watch Song Huaijin leave slowly, and his heart had sunk to the bottom.

If Song Huaijin killed him directly, it would not be so terrible, but Song Huaijin came back with a flying surge, but he had to settle accounts with him slowly, this fear of waiting for Ling Chi to arrive was almost tormenting him crazy.

After passing through several curved corridors, Song Huaijin was still hesitating where to go first, and heard a commotion from the kitchen from a distance.

"This bracelet is mine, give it back to me, give it back to me!"

Song Huaijin's heart tightened, she recognized this voice - the most unfavored little concubine of the Bai family, the only person who had a trace of kindness to the original owner over the years, Bai Suran.

Bai Suran's voice interrupted Song Huaijin's thoughts, and she quickly approached the kitchen, just as she saw An Pozi snatching a string of obsidian bracelets from Bai Suran's hand.

Bai Suran burst into tears: "Mother An, my mother left when I was five years old, this is the last thing she left me, you can't take it!" ”

An Pozi turned a deaf ear, gathered strength and kicked Bai Suran to the ground, and then stared at the girl on the ground and said viciously:

"Phew, self-proclaimed amorous little slut. Mr. Huai Jin is going to come to our house as a guest today, I will use your bracelet to dress up my daughter, that is to look up to you, if my daughter is delayed to see Mr. Huai Jin, I will whip you to death! ”

Bai Suran's body immediately shrank back when she heard this, obviously she was often beaten by Mrs. An, but for the last relic left by her mother, she had to stand up and grab the bracelet in Mrs. An's hand.

Seeing that this little slut had resisted with all her strength, and insisted on snatching the chain from her hand, Po An suddenly became angry in her heart, and kicked directly on Bai Suran's heart, and then took off the obsidian bracelet and threw it on the ground, scolding:

"Phew, slut, you have a virtue with Song Huaijin, and you still want to rob me of a string of broken beads? Do you really think I'm rare? I can't get it, and you don't want to get it! ”

With a crackling sound, the obsidian threads broke, and the beads scattered and rolled to the ground.

Looking at the scattered obsidian beads, Bai Suran couldn't care about the pain of his heart, tears slowly slid down from the corners of his eyes, and he struggled to get up from the ground.

In this cold Bai family, her mother is the only bit of warmth in her memory, and it is not just a few obsidian stones scattered all over the place, but also the last memory left by her mother.

Bai Suran endured the pain and just crawled to the first bead, and was about to pick it up, but was held by a pair of hands when he just stretched out his hand.

"Dyer, you don't need to pick up this thing, I want her to pick it up!" Song Huaijin said, stretching out his hand and pointing at Mrs. An on the side.

An Pozi immediately sneered: "Song Huaijin, I heard it right, right?" You let me pick it up? Why did you order me, you little slut who was kicked out of your house? Where did you get this gorgeous dress? How did you get in? What about the horse steward? ”

"Steward Ma?" Song Huaijin smiled and said, "Lying at the door, it's like this......"

"What?!" Before An Pozi could recover from the shock of "Steward Ma was lying at the door", she was immediately cut by a sharp object on her ankle, and the severe pain forced her bulky body to fall to the ground with tears in her eyes:

"Song Huaijin! You slut who has been kicked out of your house! I don't know how many men sleep outside. It's rotten to cling to a little bit of power to come back, and dare to do this to me? ”

"Attaching to the powerful?" Song Huaijin helped Bai Suran up, looked down at An Pozi and said word by word: "Listen, I am a first-class strategist under the Nine Emperor Princes, I don't need to cling to the powerful!" I am the powerful! ”

First Class Strategist Mr. Huai Jin? An Pozi almost thought that she had heard it wrong, and raised her eyes to look at Song Huaijin tentatively, and met Song Huaijin's smiling gaze.

The woman shook the trap ring in her hand, and said lightly: "Believe it or not, anyway, the group of mothers-in-law in your kitchen don't dare to do anything with me, if you don't want to bleed to death, hurry up and pick up the obsidian for me, one less, one more!"

Song Huaijin's tone was not heavy when she spoke, and her eyes were gentle, but Mrs. An felt an extremely explicit threat from this weird to almost benevolent gentleness, as if as long as she said a "no", the sharp blade on the ring would cut her throat in an instant.

An Po gasped a few times according to the thumping heart, her lips had lost their blood, and she lowered her head tremblingly and obediently picked up the obsidian.

was picking up, and suddenly heard a few chaotic and hurried footsteps from the corridor not far away, and the Bai family's mother, Liu Shidai, and her daughter-in-law, Bai Suyun, were hurrying to the main hall with a group of family members.

Bai Suyun was puzzled: "Mother, didn't Mr. Huai Jin ask you to have dinner together?" Why did you pull me here? ”

Liu Shi was overjoyed: "You don't know, this Mr. Huaijin is now exactly eighteen years old, and he is not married, aren't you also seventeen years old?" It's not like he's familiar with him. ”

"Mother, how can you do this? What I like is Brother Weiran, and besides, I'm pregnant. ”

Liu Shi twisted his eyebrows and looked at Bai Suran, and said eagerly: "You can't make a thing, Chu Weiran Chu Weiran, what kind of thing is Chu Weiran?" At best, he's a petty general who relied on your father to rise to power.

But what about Mr. Huai Jin? He is a first-class strategist, a close minister of His Royal Highness the Nineth, and because the general An Yi has always disliked your father all these years, your father's official position has been stuck here. If we can marry Mr. Huai Jin, are we still worried about having no official to promote? ”

Bai Suyun argued: "But mother, I ......"

"What are you?" Liu stopped Bai Suyun's words and said, "I also heard that Mr. Huai Jin is a talent, but he is much more handsome than Chu Weiran. ”

"Uncle and aunt only think I'm a talent now?" Song Huaijin opened his mouth to interrupt the discussion between the two, and the moon-white clothes stood against the light, with a bit of extravagance that people did not dare to blaspheme:

"I've never heard you praise me so much before, but it's difficult to marry Sister Suyun, after all, I don't like women who don't know how to get pregnant before marriage."