Soon, under the escort of these sons, everyone arrived safely at the concubine's courtyard.

Concubine Nan'an was a middle-aged woman of about forty, with a plump figure and a shrewd face, who looked very difficult to deal with.

But she treats people very gently, she is cold-faced and hot-hearted, she is very familiar with Jia Mu and others, and she is relatively happy to get along with.

The ladies and ladies were divided into two groups, the ladies themselves were entertained by the princess of Nan'an in the garden, while the ladies of Yan Bei were greeted by the princess of Nan'an, one group of middle-aged women, and one wave of young women.

Young people play by themselves, middle-aged women begin to go on blind dates, those who have sons talk to those who have daughters, and those who have daughters pay special attention to the behavior of these ladies with sons, and look at their daughters' future mothers-in-law in advance.

Sitting in the middle of such a group of people, Yan Bei and Aunt Xue felt that they were out of place with these ladies because of the Tai Buddha lineage.

When Jia Min was not married, she was also a chic courtesan in the capital, and no one looked down on her, and she didn't like these sons-in-law in the capital at all.

There are no people in the capital who have not been complained about by Jia Min.

Now that almost all the ladies from the same time as her are gathered here, they can't help but make fun of Yan Bei.

Among them, the sarcasm was very strong, and the smug faces seemed to be mocking Yan Bei, saying:

Look at you, I didn't look down on our husband at the beginning, but now I end up being a widow, which is also great!

For these ridicules, Yan Bei didn't even put his ears in, and directly ignored them cleanly!

A slap didn't make a sound, no one parried the fist that was punched, and those ladies didn't bother to deal with her anymore, and they were even beaten into the "blacklist of refusing to contact households" with Aunt Xue.

In this way, the two of them are happy.

This is this leisure, and I can't help but wonder what the situation is on my daughter's side.

Yan Bei is not worried about her daughter's safety, after all, Sanchun and Xue Baochai are there, and the little girl is taken care of, and the probability of an accident is almost zero.

However, in fact, it was the exact opposite of what Yan Bei thought.

There is a wall between the courtyard and the back mountain, or a wall of the door, the back mountain is high, the terrain of the other courtyard is slightly lower, and the sons and brothers who ride horses on the mountain are all hiding there to see their future lady.

Looking at this, some of them have a more skinny personality, so they can't help but scare the young ladies, so that they can successfully leave an indelible impression in the hearts of the young ladies.

Among a group of colorful girls, Daiyu's white color is particularly conspicuous, and she has become a live target.

It was a real target, the dead boy took out the arrowhead made of wax, put it on the arrow and shot it at the white in the crowd!

It's a shame that Yan Bei didn't see it, if she did, this young man would be beaten every minute to doubt his life.

The wax arrows flew off the string, target: the white in the crowd.

However, a strange thing happened, just when a group of young men were secretly rubbing and preparing to watch a good show, the arrow had just shot half the distance, and it "click!" Suddenly, the sound broke and fell straight into the artificial lake.

The ladies didn't know it at all, and they still got together to play in twos and threes, but the young man's eyes widened in shock, and he looked at the broken arrows floating on the lake in disbelief, puzzled.

But if you think it's just a game, you're wrong.

A black figure that had been hidden behind everyone for an unknown amount of time suddenly appeared, and the hand shrouded in the wide cloak was gently raised, and a black wand appeared in the palm of his hand.

As the increasingly gloomy aura of death coalesced, a dark gray glow appeared at the tip of the wand.

At this moment, the boys who were still in surprise sensed something at the same time, and they twisted their heads behind them and saw a pair of red pupils!

“Avada Kedavra!” The cold spell echoed through the mountains and forests, fleeting and fleeting.

A dazzling green light quickly flew out from the tip of the wand, and struck at the young Dongping King who had just shot an arrow at a speed that was uncatchable to the naked eye.

This is the Avada Death Curse of the three most evil spells in the dark arts, and the one who catches the spell will be killed instantly, leaving no trace!

King Dongping and the others had already been stupefied by the terrifying scene in front of them, and when they saw the green light coming, they didn't have time to react at all.

Cursed and died, King Dongping couldn't imagine that his joke just now would bring such a killing disaster to himself.

However, just as the green light was about to reach him, a palm-sized square scarf suddenly appeared in front of him, narrowly blocking Avada's life spell.

“ho！” Voldemort shouted angrily.

Soon, however, when the scarf dissipated and he saw the scarf embroidered with runes inside, he immediately realized who had blocked his Avada Spell.

"It's you again."

The king of Dongping and the others, who were in shock, suddenly all fell, and Yan Bei's figure appeared in front of Voldemort.

"Looks like you're taking my words like a fart!"

If you are told to go, you won't go, but don't blame the old lady for being unkind to you!

Voldemort didn't speak, he didn't want to argue with the stupid woman.

The great Dark Lord never flinched!

"Hiss~" Yan Bei took a breath of cold air, looked at the black-robed man in front of him, and suddenly felt a pain in his head.

"Where are you from?"

As soon as she said that, she went to patch the crack.

Voldemort still didn't speak, just looked coldly at the king of Dongping who fell to the ground, rubbed his back and recited the spell again, missed the first blow, and wanted to come a second time.

Therefore, you can't make jokes, and if you don't get it right, you will put your life into it.

Yan Bei looked at Voldemort's small movements and thought: You treat the old lady as if it doesn't exist, then the old lady will brush up on her sense of existence now!

Soon, Voldemort realized that something was wrong, the magic that had been secretly released did not work at all, and the Muggle who dared to hurt her with an arrow was still not dead.

He couldn't figure out how a mother could ignore the harm that others had done to her daughter and not ignore his existence.

Yan Bei raised his eyebrows and looked at him, looking like he was tossing and turning, and the old lady just wouldn't let you succeed.

Voldemort looked at the fire, and simply took advantage of Yan Bei's inattention, and threw a stick at her, trying to use the Heart Drilling Charm to give Yan Bei a little bit of power.

However, he didn't know that Yan Bei had been waiting for him to make this move, and he stepped forward one by one, dodging the attack sideways, and at the same time, he reached out and grabbed Voldemort's shoulder, and "Haw" took a picture of him with a fixed character.

Then, Voldemort sadly discovered that he could not move.

Then, he was knocked to the ground with a punch from the woman in front of him!

"Presumptuous!"

How can you, stupid human, be so disrespectful to the great Dark Lord!

Unfortunately, this little bit of verbal victory could not resist the humiliation he felt, and when the fist that didn't seem to feel good, but was actually extremely powerful, hit his face with great power, he began to regret not taking his own personal guard with him.

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