Chapter 100

Yang Mingfeng looked at Wei Jinyan and saw that he did not deny it, and even had a sense of connivance and acquiescence.

This woman may not be as simple as just an "outer room".

But the ladies of the high-ranking families in Beijing will never be so unruly, this kind of identity, even if the Marquis of Zhengyuan loves it, at most it is to enter the palace as a concubine, and no matter how much they are favored, it is something that cannot be put on the table.

It's just that Yang Mingfeng didn't expect that the Marquis of Zhengyuan would be so unruly.

He is a second-class official of the imperial court, so can he bring him to see him in this kind of outer room that cannot be put on the stage? It's so much.

"No matter what your relationship with Hou Ye is, I'm afraid you won't have the blessing of Neiko."

This is a bit rude and offensive.

Wei Jinyan frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and the next moment, he directly overturned the chessboard.

The black and white chess pieces fell to the ground in an instant, jumping on the floor, and finally landed one by one.

Yang Mingfeng was a little surprised and shocked, and subconsciously stood up and gave up.

"It's the lower officials who talk too much."

A bad premonition rose in his heart, and the Marquis of Zhengyuan doted on this woman, I am afraid that he would not only treat her as an outer room, but also not only make her a concubine.

Is it possible that you still want to welcome your wife?

What is she? Is it worthy of the position of the Marquis of Shangzheng?

"Ben Hou is just slippery, Lord Yang doesn't have to be like this."

Is the hand slippery?

Yang Mingfeng glanced at the black and white chess pieces that fell all over the ground, and sneered in his heart.

In addition to leading troops to fight and charge at the front line, most of the people who returned to Beijing only went in and out of the palace and recuperated in their own mansions, because of his outstanding achievements in the war and his heavy troops, all the Chinese military officials of the DPRK were respectful.

Zhao Yunsheng said.

"I'll ask you one last question."

"Girl, excuse me."

For the sake of the face of the Marquis of Zhengyuan.

"Lord Yang has the most hated person in this life? It's the kind of hatred that has to put people to death, even the destruction of families. ”

Her question made Yang Mingfeng stunned, and then frowned.

What do you mean by that? But this official is the kind of narrow-minded person? ”

"It's not interesting, just ask."

"No, this official has been an official for several years, and he has never had a grudge against anyone, let alone put people to death."

Of course he won't admit it.

But what has been done, no one dares to mention it, is it really in the past?

No, far from it, as long as someone remembers, it will never be erased!

Her question undoubtedly reminded Yang Mingfeng of the incident six years ago, his heart set off a turbulent wave, but he still had to pretend to be calm on his face, until Zhao Yunsheng bent his knees slightly, and turned away with Wei Jinyan.

Yang Mingfeng looked at her back and narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly.

"What the hell are you... Who is it? ”

With his fists clenched tightly under his sleeves, Pang Yi's death was very strange, but it failed to set off a storm, and finally even revealed it because he was convicted.

In the whole world, there are not a few murders that die in accidents every day, and there are even more criminals who abscond.

Only Yang Mingfeng was uneasy, after all, he and Pang Yi were involved in the events of the year.

"Tomorrow morning, they will go down the mountain and leave."

Wei Jinyan said, looking at Zhao Yunsheng beside her out of the corner of her eye, and asked what she thought in her heart, she seemed to be in a good mood.

"Hmm... Although it is not easy to see blood in the land of Buddhism, it is rare for me to see him, so I can't play tricks on him? ”

The words she asked just now should have aroused his memories of the past, whether it was hatred or shame, as long as he could remember, tonight, he would let him kowtow to the ghost of his father and brother!

"What are you going to do?"

Wei Jinyan couldn't cry or laugh, but she kept conniving at her nonsense, and even thought about wiping her ass for her mess.

Zhao Yunsheng smiled playfully, blinked his phoenix eyes, and said.

"I think my Soul Seat should be ready, I'll have to go get it."

"I'll be with you."

"No, I want to have a good conversation with my father, brother and mother."

As she spoke, Zhao Yunsheng lowered her long eyelashes to hide the pain in her eyes, and Wei Jinyan didn't follow anymore, just stopped in place and looked at her departing back.

When Zhao Yunsheng entered with her skirt, she saw a woman kneeling on the futon, her hands folded and prayed sincerely.

I guess I came to pay homage to the deceased.

The little monk sent the prepared deceased card over, and Zhao Yunsheng thanked him before taking it with both hands.

She placed the tablet on the high platform and lit incense and candles to worship.

"Father, brother, mother, dear relatives... Huangquan Road is cold, you go all the way, and in the future, there will be people to worship. ”

Whispering, she kowtowed heavily to the tablet, and babbled some more words, before she got up, and suddenly, the woman who was kneeling on the futon with her back to the person suddenly fainted, and there was no maid or servant around her.

Zhao Yunsheng was stunned for a moment, subconsciously wanted to call people, paused, and she stepped forward to help people up.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

The woman shook her head slightly, and when she turned her head, Zhao Yunsheng was stunned.

That face, she won't admit it!

Slender willow eyebrows, slightly raised eyebrows, quite a clever nose, cherry-like mouth, fair and bloodless cheeks, and she is sickly thin.

Zhao Yunsheng's hand holding her arm tightened slightly, and she subconsciously called.

"Sister-in-law..."

The woman who was being supported was also stunned for a moment, raised her phoenix eyes to look at Zhao Yunsheng, only to see that she had a pair of red eyes, as if she had suffered all kinds of grievances, and her tears suddenly fell like pearls with broken threads, drop by drop.

"You... Why are you crying? ”

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Zhao Yunsheng's face, how could those hot tears be so hot?

Zhao Yunsheng choked up, opened his mouth, and had a thousand words, but he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"I... I thought... Thought you, thought you were dead... Woooooo

She plunged into Lin Wanrou's arms, her cheek pressed against her lap, and she cried bitterly.

For some reason, Lin Wanrou's raised hand gently stroked her head, and the dull pain in her heart was terrible.

"I don't know what happened to you, but if you want to cry, cry out loud."

At this moment, Zhao Yunsheng was like a lost child who finally saw his relatives, and couldn't help crying anymore, as if he had all kinds of grievances to tell.

"I'm sorry... It's all my fault... Woo, sister-in-law... I'm sorry, I killed my eldest brother, and I let him see the defense map, and I blame me... It's all my fault..."

"You... What did you say? ”

Suddenly, Lin Wanrou was stunned, stroking Zhao Yunsheng's hand and paused.

She, what is she talking about?

What arming diagram? What killed Big Brother?

She... Could it be that she... She was...

"You're... Yes..."