Chapter 89: Chongxi bride Zhang Ziyun 33

Yes, how could he be afraid of her, if he wasn't a demon?

"Ziyun, do you admit it?"

"No, Xianggong, I'm Ziyun." Bai Rushui picked up a comb and gently combed his hair for him, and met his eyes through the bronze mirror: "Didn't Ziqing already say it, it's my father who is crazy, and what I said is the truth." I'm just surprised, they all say I'm a monster, why aren't you half scared, and still standing by my side. ”

"It doesn't matter to me whether you are a demon or an immortal, whether you are a human or a demon, what matters is ......" Yin Yuefei swallowed his words back.

Some men never like to say those three words in their own hands.

Maybe they think it's more important to do than to say it.

If it is said that women's hearts are needles, so are men, who want to be read and understood.

The sun continues to rise in the east, and so do the flowers.

Yin Yuechen harms others, but does not harm himself.

The old ancestor had already announced to everyone that the Yin family would be taken over by the eldest grandson, Yin Yuefei.

Fengchuan was seriously ill that night, bedridden for more than half a month, and after getting better, he also left the root of the disease, his mouth was crooked, and he couldn't speak neatly, which was the sequelae of the stroke.

The second master Yin is now mainly taking care of the tenants of the grange, Yin Yuechen has not taken care of any Yin family's property, according to the meaning of the ancestors, he hopes that he will think about it at home and reflect on it.

It's quiet in the second room, and there's a little trouble outside.

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On the third day when Yin Yuechen and Zhang Aihua made trouble, someone came up at the gate of Yin's mansion and shouted: "The county lord has arrived!" ”

The Old Ancestor immediately asked everyone to go to the hall to wait for the county lord.

On the way to Dongyuan, Bai Rushui couldn't help but tease the people beside him: "Xianggong, you are so blessed, you can go to be a concubine." ”

At the same time that the county lord was exploring the details of the beautiful man he met in the jewelry store, Bai Rushui was also inquiring about her news out of curiosity.

The county lord Fang's name is Ji Yu Xuanxuan, she is not the daughter of the emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom, but the daughter of the vassal country.

This time, she came with the envoy to pay tribute, because she was the princess of the vassal country, she was very loved by the emperor of the Great Yan Kingdom, so she also received honorable preferential treatment in the Great Yan country.

Yin Yuefei shook the injured hand in front of her eyes.

"This Ji Yu Xuanxuan is as beautiful as a flower, Xianggong, aren't you tempted at all?"

Yin Yuefei shook the injured hand in front of her eyes.

"Women chase men, Xianggong, if you are tempted, I don't blame you." Bai Rushui continued to ask.

Yin Yuefei shook the injured hand in front of her eyes.

This man can always answer all the questions clearly with a simple gesture or word.

There were eight guards with knives standing at the door of the hall, which was bigger than the day he met Ji Yuxuanxuan.

"Ah, here comes my son." As soon as the county lord saw that Yin Yuefei was coming, he immediately pounced.

However, the bright moon shone on the ditch, and Yin Yuefei flashed to the side, avoiding this warm hug.

"I don't know if the county lord has arrived, and the old woman is far away." The old ancestor hurriedly opened his mouth to cover up the embarrassment for the county lord.

"It's okay, old ancestor, I see that your body is very tough."

"Thanks to the emperor's blessings, the country and the people are safe, and the old woman is naturally tough," the old ancestor instructed the maid to serve tea, invited the county lord to a seat, and asked: "I don't know what the county lord is coming to?" ”。

"The day before yesterday, I met your grandson, and I admired it very much, so I followed."