Fan Hu fixed his eyes and saw a man in blue uniform, standing in front of him with his chest crossed, his expression was cold, which made people shudder.

He still wanted to fight to death, raised the short dagger in his hand, and wanted to stab him like Xiao Yu, but as soon as his hand reached mid-air, the big knife with cold light was already coldly on his neck.

Xuan Yi stepped forward to break away the two of them with a smirk, and shouted anxiously: Nine drunk, come and take a look...

Jiu drunk panted and grabbed Yang Feng's hand, and for a moment, he frowned and said regretfully: I'm out of breath...

"Brother Nine Drunk, look at the smirk... , Ji Shan hugged a smirk and urged.

Jiu drunk turned around, grabbed the smirking hand again, concentrated, and after a moment, he exhaled and rejoiced: It's okay, it's okay to smirk...

The hall of the post house.

Xuan Yi sat intently, without half a word, and the folding fan in his hand was thrown on his chest, as heavy as the master's affection.

"Childe." , Xiao Yu walked in and called softly.

Xuan Yi's stagnant eyes looked at him, and asked lightly: Did you ask something?

Xiao Yu shook his head in disappointment and said: He insisted that he just sneaked in to rob money, and refused to say anything else.

Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows coldly and asked, "Xiao Yu, don't you think this person is very familiar?"

Xiao Yu thought about it carefully with heavy eyebrows, and suddenly realized: Taishou Mansion, the slave next to Fan Zhuo...

Xuan Yi got up and slowly walked to the door, staring at him.

Xiao Yu's cold eyes narrowed, and he said incredulously: It turns out that this matter is related to Fan Zhuo, but why did he kill a tofu seller?

Xuan Yi shook his head and said in a deep voice: No, it wasn't him who he wanted to kill, what he wanted to kill should be a smirk, but why the tofu seller was involved again, I haven't thought about it for the time being.

"It's just that he doesn't say anything now, and even if he wakes up with a giggle, he may not be able to ask anything?" Xiao Yu said sadly.

"Not necessarily?" The voice of the nine drunkenness came from outside the door, followed by a smirk and a smirk. It's just that the giggle is no longer giggling, and the expression is more sad.

After the three of them entered the house, they knelt in front of Xuan Yi and Xiao Yu with a smirk, and said softly: Yang Shuzhen thanked the two adults for saving their lives. Apparently, Shan didn't tell her who they really were.

Xuan Yi and Xiao Yu looked at her suspiciously.

Qi Shan smiled slightly and said: Brother Xuanyi, Brother Xiao Yu, she is not stupid anymore with a smirk, she remembers everything.

Xuan Yi was surprised and delighted, helped Yang Shuzhen up, and said with a smile: No thanks, this is what we should do, by the way, you just said that your name is Yang Shuzhen, are you the daughter of Yang Fu?

Shuzhen replied softly: Yes, it is the courtier.

Everyone present was shocked and looked at her.

"Then you are still the wife of Fan Zhuo, the son of Fan Taishou?", Xuan Yi asked again.

Yang Shuzhen held tears in her eyes and nodded heavily.

Xuan Yi sighed deeply, his face sank, he seemed to have understood everything, and the last thing he wanted to happen was finally unable to dodge, only to hear him say lightly: Fan Zhuo said that you eloped with the housekeeper in the house a month ago, and there is no whereabouts after that, Yang Shuzhen, is that the case?

Yang Shuzhen suddenly sneered, and said hatefully: This wrongdoer, he has created a heinous crime, but he bites me, it's really hateful!

"Miss Yang, what the hell is going on?" Ji Shan on the side raised his eyebrows and asked.

Yang Shuzhen raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes and began to tell the unbearable past。。。。。

Pingling County.

The sky was already gray, lightning and thunder, wind and rain...

Yang Shuzhen took a coat and entered the study, only to see an old man sorting out the books on the table. She couldn't see the shadow of her father-in-law Fan Zhuo after a round of inspection, so she asked: Yun Bo, where is the son?

Yun Bo turned around and saw Yang Shuzhen, so he said respectfully: Young lady, why are you here? Childe will go to the book friends.

"Really?" , Shuzhen was suspicious and half convinced, paced to the table, looked at the dusty books, sighed helplessly: You said that before your father-in-law left, he entrusted my father-in-law to me, and asked me to urge him to study hard and gain fame in the future, but he... Ay...

Yun Bo looked at the young lady who was full of sadness, and could only secretly feel sorry for her, a good virtuous woman, but she was mismatched with a jackal.

When the two were silent, they heard a burst of footsteps, Shuzhen was overjoyed, and walked quickly to the door to greet him: Xianggong is back.

Fan Zhuo was stunned, then frowned and said: "Lady, it's so late, and it's raining, why don't you stay in the wing, why do you come to the study?"

Shuzhen picked up the coat and said softly: This is the clothes I just sewn, I wanted to try it on Xianggong tomorrow, but just saw that it was raining, and the slave family was afraid that Xianggong would wear too cold and thin, so they sent it.

Fan Zhuo took it, glanced at it casually, and said: The lady is really skillful, thank you lady, and threw the coat on the chair casually.

Shuzhen felt a loss in her heart, but she didn't worry too much about it, so she turned her head to Yun Bo and said: Yun Bo, you go down first, I have something to say to my son.

Yun Bo answered, took the door, and retreated.

"Lady, what do you have to say to me?", Fan Zhuo asked as he helped Shuzhen sit down.

Wen Shuzhen had a faint smile on her face, and asked lightly: Xianggong, today's book club will be fruitful.

Fan Zhuo's eyes flickered, he turned his face away, and said hurriedly: There is a harvest, a lot of gains.

Wen Shuzhen is so smart, how can his panicked look escape her eyes, but she is also a smart person, and she did not entangle with him, but said bitterly: Xianggong, when the father-in-law left home, he repeatedly told the slave family that he must supervise Xianggong to study hard and gain fame in the future. Therefore, I hope that the husband can be self-disciplined, don't be discouraged, Shaohua is like water. You must think of a bright future, don't look at life as a mayfly.

Fan Zhuo was obviously impatient, and said unhappily: Okay I know, it's not too late this day, you better go back to your room and rest first.

Shuzhen saw that he was unhappy, so she didn't say anything, and when she was about to go back to the room, Steward Yang pushed the door in, and arched her hand: Childe, there are two men outside the door who ask to see him, like master and servant.

Fan Zhuo waved his hand and said impatiently: No, no, just say I'm not there.

"But I have led them to the hall and told him that the prince is in the house." Steward Yang said in embarrassment.

"You... Then you go and tell him now, this son has fallen asleep, let them go."

"This..." Steward Yang hesitated, not knowing what to do.

"Xianggong, since there are guests coming, why don't you avoid them?" , Shuzhen asked on the side.

Fan Zhuo shook his head and said helplessly: Lady, I don't know, these people are some poor people, who don't seek for themselves, and they come to disturb each other repeatedly, which is really annoying.

Shuzhen disagreed: Guests, don't you hear about helping the poor and helping the needy, the way of benevolence, and helping them with justice and happiness.

Although Fan Zhuo was unwilling, he didn't want to tear his face with her, so he responded: Since the lady said so, Steward Yang, you bring the guests to the study for a while.

After Steward Yang went out, Shuzhen said: Since there are guests coming, the slave family will avoid it first.

"Wait, lady, it's stormy outside, there is a certain distance from this to the wing, I'll go to the inner room to get an umbrella for the lady to shelter from the rain and wind." So saying, he went inside.

Shuzhen took advantage of the time when he took the umbrella, he sorted out the books on the table, suddenly, a letter fell, Shuzhen pulled out the letter, and read: Fang sent Lang back, suddenly got bad news, the family Jun Xu Concubine Wang's family, scheduled to marry after the autumn, the concubine has Xu Lang, the womb has been in the womb for seven months, Wangjun saw the letter, as soon as possible to urge the father-in-law and mother-in-law, choose a day to marry, otherwise, the concubine can only see each other in death. Writer: Huang Chunying.

After reading the letter, Shuzhen's face turned pale, her whole body softened, and the heart in her hand fell to the ground。。。。。

"Lady, the umbrella has been fetched", Fan Zhuo shouted, but Shuzhen's figure had long since disappeared, muttering: Why did you leave? Why did an epistle fall to the ground? As he spoke, he picked up the letter, looked at it, and exclaimed: It's not good.

"Childe, the guest has arrived." Steward Yang said, leading the two teenagers into the study.

"It's gone", Fan Zhuo casually put the letter into his arms and said impatiently.

"Everyone is here, why don't they see?" One of the teenagers said displeased.

Fan Zhuo felt that the voice was a little familiar, so he turned around, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly ordered Steward Yang: You go down first, without my orders, no one is allowed to disturb you.

The butler glanced at the two teenagers suspiciously, answered, and withdrew.

Halfway through, the more Steward Yang felt that something was wrong, and turned back again.

"Why are you here, do you know that this is a place where poetry and calligraphy are important." Fan Zhuo asked.

The two teenagers pulled their buns off at the same time, and three thousand strands of hair hung down at the same time. It turned out to be a beautiful woman and a maid.

The woman said sadly: I am really helpless to see Lang Jun here, since you and I have separated, it has been seven months, and I have sent you many letters, but there is no news. Now my father has learned that you and I are married privately, and secretly married a bead, ruined his face, and asked me to cut myself, I am reluctant to let Lang Jun be, and I can't abandon the child in your womb, only here, rely on Lang Jun.

Fan Zhuo looked helpless, and said with his eyebrows: Chunying, I am also unable to protect myself now, since I went to the affairs of my parents, you and me, but I didn't expect my parents to be angry and imprisoned me in this study.

"Then why don't you reply to so many letters sent by my young lady to you?" asked the maid on the side.

Fan Zhuo sighed deeply and said helplessly: Yun Ju, you said that I was imprisoned here, how can I get letters...

Chunying's eyes were full of tears, and she said distressedly: For me, let Lang Jun suffer, but I am now pregnant for seven months, I don't know what Lang Jun plans to do now?

"I, I, I'm like this now, how can I have any plans?" , Fan Zhuo turned his face away, and his words flickered.

Yun Ju was angry and shouted at Fan Zhuo: My young lady has worked tirelessly to get here, but now you say that you have not paid attention, how can you say such a thing?

Fan Zhuo thought for a moment and said: In order to find the best of both worlds, you first live in another place, take me to the title of next year's gold list, and then marry you to get started.

"Even if I can wait, the fetus in my womb can't wait, Lang Jun." Chunying cramped.

"Then what do you want me to do, you all blame me, I was impulsive at the beginning, so I made this mistake." Fan Zhuo complained with a hanging face.

Chunying's heart trembled, and said: Lang Jun, what do you mean by this, do you regret it?