Yang Zhaohua couldn't help it, he shuddered, and his head went blank for a moment.

He got it.

And he knew.

How could he and how he knew it all, just like he had in his previous life......

Overlapping with the cold and unforgiving face in my memory......

In a trance for a moment, Yang Zhaohua suddenly raised his head, glared at Zhang Xin viciously, and replied stiffly, "I don't know." ”

"You are not allowed to take anyone away."

"It's okay if you don't know, then let the Luojing Mansion find out." Zhang Xin snorted coldly, "If I can't take this little girl away, let the person who can take it away, Lang Lang, the way of heaven is clear, it's a life, I believe, you can't cover the sky with one hand." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zhaohua's eyes were on fire, and he said angrily: "Nonsense." ”

The ghost believes that Zhang Xin will apply for justice for an irrelevant little girl, and it is not Zhang Xin's turn to worry about a similar face, unless it is Zhang Xi himself.

Suddenly, I only heard Yang Zhaorong, the eldest lady of the Yang family, wondering: "What is the matter with Guan Erniang?" The little lady was lost because of an accident that fell into the water and the treatment was ineffective. ”

Zhang Xin turned his head, but saw that the eldest lady of the Yang family's face was still pale, but her eyes were full of surprise and puzzlement.

He had no intention of hiding it for Yang Erniang, and was about to speak, but saw Erniang Yang Zhaohua suddenly run in front of him and lowered his voice, "Shut up, what do you want to do?" ”

Zhang Xin subconsciously took two steps back, staring at Yang Erniang in front of him, his body was not as large as his chest, but he was extremely bold, but his resentment was too heavy, and his deep gaze was like a ghost, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

"Go over there and talk."

Zhang Xin raised his chin and faced a shop in front of the left, because the entire Honghui Fang belonged to the Yang family, so the shops on both sides of the shop were not only sparse, but also few, and there were only two shops in the entire Li Fang, which were still empty.

The shop in front of the left is sparsely furnished and has a small second floor.

When he went there to talk, it was a little far away, and in full view of everyone, he could avoid suspicion and speak conveniently.

"Okay." Yang Erniang gritted her teeth and nodded.

Without waiting for Zhang Xin to take a step, he took the lead there.

"Erniang." Yang Zhaorong, the eldest lady of the Yang family, disagreed, "If you have anything to say, you can't say it here." ”

"Sister, don't worry about it." Yang Zhaohua shook off the hand of the eldest sister Yang Zhaorong and did not let the servant woman follow.

"Just confirm one thing, and you don't have to worry about it in broad daylight." When Zhang Xin moved, he happened to meet Yang Zhaorong's worried gaze, and subconsciously said the words of persuasion.

Thinking about it later, I probably felt that she was pitiful and was calculated by her own sister.

Although the two families of Zhang and Yang have deep grievances, but Yang Zhaohua, the second mother of the Yang family, has an inexplicable hatred for him, Zhang Xin thinks about it carefully, it is nothing more than two things, one is that he just returned to Luojing that year, because the eldest sister had an accident in the palace, he poured Yang Erniang dumb medicine, and the second is the death of Yang Jizong, the second son of the Yang family, I heard that Yang Erniang and this brother have a good relationship.

It's just that he can't understand that this time, Yang Zhaohua's actions.

After all, Mrs. Yang is her own sister, what good will it do her to ruin her sister's reputation.

You must know that the so-called gossip between men and women, although it has a flawed reputation for Langjun, is just a romantic affair in the end, which is harmless, but for a girl, it is completely different.

Sometimes, it will affect the marriage of the girl.

However, none of this is what he should be concerned about.

"I don't care what your purpose is, but from now on, you are far away from my family's sixteen mothers, you can come at me if you have hatred and grudges, your ghostly tricks, don't mix my family's sixteen mothers into it."

"Coming at you?" Yang Zhaohua muttered, but he sneered again and again.

The person in front of her, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, handsome face, and imposing momentum, at this moment, can still make her heart beat out of order, pounding, and it is no wonder how many Luojing girls have been attracted to be regarded as people in the spring boudoir dream.

In the last life, the two have shared the same bed for thirteen years, and she knows very well that whether it is Bai Yueguang's eldest sister or Zheng Ying with cinnabar moles, the weight is not enough, this person has no weakness at all, nothing can hit him, and the only weakness is about his sister who is not angry.

"That's right," Zhang Xin bowed, "My family is sixteen, still young, and doesn't understand the world, if you dare to use her as a target again, I don't mind making you a target directly." ”

"You dare!" When Yang Zhaohua heard this, his face was full of horror.

"Of course I don't dare in Luojing."

Zhang Xin said very bluntly, because of the relationship between Empress Dowager Yang, Luojing City is really difficult to do, and after doing it, it will be a big trouble, "But you can guarantee that you will not leave Luojing City in your life." ”

"You...... You bastard. ”

was scolded suddenly, Zhang Xin was stunned for a moment, although he was annoyed in his heart, he didn't plan to care, let him scold the girl, he really couldn't do it, "You just remember my words, I will do what I say." ”

After speaking, Zhang Xin turned around and left.

"Wait."

Zhang Xin turned around, stood at the top of the stairs, and looked at Yang Zhaohua, "What else do you have to do?" ”

He realized that he had finished speaking.

"You don't plan to take responsibility for my eldest sister's reputation and marry my eldest sister."

With a snort, Zhang Xin was so shocked that he almost choked on his saliva, his eyes seemed to be looking at a monster, and he glared at Yang Zhaohua, "Erniang is still cautious, the eldest mother should be your eldest sister, no matter how much you don't like her, there is no need to hurt her so much." ”

If you fall into the water and save yourself, you have to be responsible?

Where does this make sense?

The reputation of a lady is so cheap?

Zhang Xin wanted to break Yang Zhaohua's head and see what was inside.

Marriage comes from the beginning, the life of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, the inheritance of the temple, the extension of the heirs, the marriage is the good of the two surnames, not the resentment of the two families!

How so? Looking at Zhang Xin's departing back, Yang Zhaohua was extremely puzzled, this was already the second person to say such things to her.

The first one is Ayah.

I listened to her last night, my eyes were full of incredulity, and finally I said that she was pedantic, which made her extinguish her thoughts.

In her previous life, the ancient women had to abide by the harem training, and they regarded the name and festival as bigger than the sky.

How did she get here, it's completely different.

"Erniang, Erniang......"

The voice of the eldest lady Yang Zhaorong sounded, accompanied by the sound of going upstairs, Yang Zhaohua came back from his confusion and answered, "Sister." ”

"Erniang, are you okay?" Yang Zhaorong said with concern, although she couldn't hear what the second sister and Zhang Xin said upstairs just now, she could see clearly that the second sister's face had not been very good.

I saw Yang Zhaohua reluctantly smiled and shook his head, "What can I do." Then he asked, "Are you gone?" ”

"Let's go, he didn't take the little girl away, I have instructed someone to buy a piece of auspicious land for the little girl to bury in the city, and then ask the monks of Rongjue Temple to do the Dharma for three days."

"Sister will arrange it." Yang Zhaohua said with a tired expression.

The human life on her hands, this is not the first, nor the last.