After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 67
When Yan Guogong and Yan Beiheng came back, Mrs. Yan Er was sitting in the hall crying her heart broke.

Yan Beiheng hurried over to help Mrs. Yan Er: "Mother, where is my sister?"

Yan Er's wife gritted her teeth and said: "Your sister has been sent to Li Shanna by Yan Shubai, your poor sister, she should have married in a beautiful way, but now she has become the laughing stock of the whole city, you How will she live in the future!!!"

Yan Beiheng rushed back immediately when he heard the news, but he was still a step late.

Yan Beiheng was so angry that he thumped the table next to him. "Yan Shubai is too deceitful!"

"Uncle." Yan Beiheng suddenly looked at Yan Herong, "I can't stand Yan Shubai bullying my sister like this."

Yan Herong said: "He won't live long."

"Uncle has always said that he can't live anymore, but isn't he living well now? Yan Shubai, the murderer, has had so many lives on his hands, and now he is going to attack the people in the house." Yan Beiheng said more and more Angry, Yan Herong frowned looking at him.

Yan Beiheng has always been the heir to the next generation of the Duke's Mansion that he carefully cultivated. Yan Herong valued Yan Beiheng, so Yan Hezhuo handed over his son to him with confidence before leaving.

But now Yan Herong looked at Yan Beiheng's expressionless face and yelling because of this matter, and even wondered whether his teachings to Yan Beiheng over the years were correct.

"Yan Shubai has seven frosts and snows in his body, no one can solve it now, he is just waiting for his death."

Yan Beiheng couldn't restrain his anger: "But he hasn't died, and now even his sister has been killed by him, who will he kill next?"

Yan Shubai will not die for a day, and the sword hanging above his head will not fall for a day.

He has always been compared with Yan Shubai since he was a child, and his family has always valued him. Even Yan Shubai's father, the Duke of Yan, liked him more. He taught him to read and write, but he didn't care about Yan Shubai.

Later, when he found out about Yan Shubai's background, he was relieved, but even more jealous.

He never thought that Yan Shubai's biological father was actually that person, and it seemed that his pride of these years had been trampled under his feet again.Later, Yan Shubai joined the army alone, even established the Xiaoyiwei, and gained a great reputation in the north.

And he, the much-loved and valued next Duke of the State, seemed silent and incompetent, always under the halo of Yan Shubai.

After finally waiting for Yan Shubai to be poisoned, he waited for the day when Yan Shubai died of the poison, but why was Yan Shubai still alive and well?
Now his own sister is treated like this by Yan Shubai, but he dare not rush to Yan Shubai to ask for an explanation for his sister.

Madam Yan Er cried and begged: "Brother, you have to make the decision for Yue Ning, Beiheng is such a real sister. Yan Shubai insulted Yue Ning like this, because he didn't take our government seriously!"

Yan Herong looked at Yan Beiheng's mother and son, and finally said: "I will seek justice for Yue Ning, Beiheng, you focus on your own affairs, don't be affected by this matter."

"Yes." Yan Beiheng's eyes lit up.

As long as Yan Shubai is dead, the government will belong to him.

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Song Jiuxi heard Luo Feng came back to report what happened in the Li Mansion, thought for a while and asked Yan Shubai: "Second Madam Yan, can they swallow this breath?"

Yan Shubai said indifferently: "As long as I don't die, they will have to hold back their anger."

What Yan Shubai said was arrogant, but no one came to trouble Yan Shubai after the incident, not even asking a question.

Even though Mrs. Yan and the others were resentful in their hearts, they did not dare to approach Yan Shubai. Song Jiuxi once again experienced Yan Shubai's deterrent power to the Yan family.

Thinking of this, Song Jiuxi looked sideways at Yan Shubai who was staring at a bowl of medicine for a long time.

People in the Yan Mansion probably couldn't imagine that the blood-clothed general who made them afraid that he would wake up with nightmares at night would use various excuses to escape because of a bowl of medicine every night.

Now that Yunqin has been driven away, Song Jiuxi will not coax Yan Shubai to drink the medicine.

Every time Yan Shubai waited until he couldn't wait any longer, he gritted his teeth and drank the medicine in one gulp.

Song Jiuxi came out of the clean room and saw that Yan Shubai hadn't drunk the bowl of medicine yet.Song Jiuxi thought about Yan Shubai supporting her during the day, so it was rare for him to think about feeding Yan Shubai medicine.

Song Jiuxi picked up the silver spoon and stirred it, and said, "Yan Shubai, do your subordinates know about the fact that you drink medicine to avoid suffering?"

Yan Shubai said coldly, "They don't have the chance to find out." They wouldn't live long if they found out.

Song Jiuxi said: "They should all see that their general is not as good as a child."

Song Jiuxi handed a spoonful of medicine to Yan Shubai's mouth, and Yan Shubai suddenly said, "This is not how a lady feeds medicine."

"Then what should I do?" Song Jiuxi looked up at him.

Yan Shubai raised his lips to say what he wanted to say, but he couldn't say it when he met those clear and bright eyes.

He was silent and finished drinking the medicine without saying anything.

Song Jiuxi was surprised that he didn't make any excuses for taking the medicine this time. When he was lying down at night, Yan Shubai suddenly grabbed Song Jiuxi's hand.

Song Jiuxi twitched for a while, then frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yan Shubai coughed twice, feeling a slight itching pain in his chest and abdomen.He said: "The lady keeps me warm."

Because Yan Shubai had Qishuangxue in his body, his body was always like a block of ice, which was shocking to the touch.

Song Jiuxi is in good health because of his frequent martial arts practice, and the temperature on his skin is also very high.

Song Jiuxi thought about grabbing Yan Shubai if he wanted to, but Yan Shubai rolled his eyes in the dark.He turned sideways and immediately leaned against Song Jiuxi. Just as Song Jiuxi wanted to move, Yan Shubai coughed twice in a hoarse voice: "My lady, I am very cold, but you are so warm."

Song Jiuxi tilted his ears: "Don't move your hands."

Yan Shubai's breath fell on her ears, making her a little unnatural.

"Okay, I won't move." Yan Shubai's voice was a little stiff, and he slowed down his breathing for a while and said.

Yan Shubai grabbed Song Jiuxi's hand and pressed it against his chest. Under the palm was a thin layer of pajamas.

She didn't pull her hand back just now, and it seemed strange to do it now.

Song Jiuxi forced herself not to think about it, she closed her eyes and went to sleep as soon as possible.

In the darkness, Yan Shubai's eyes were dark, with a hint of a smile at the end of his peach-blossom eyes.He stretched out his arms to wrap around Song Jiuxi's waist, but Song Jiuxi was still awake.

Martial arts practitioners would be sensitive to strange auras around them even when they were asleep, but Song Jiuxi had gotten used to the aura of Yan Shubai around him after so long.

Even when Yan Shubai held her in his arms, she only struggled uncomfortably, and then continued to fall asleep deeply.

Yan Shubai curled his lips, the little girl looked cold, but her body was so warm, like a small heater.

And the waist is so thin!
Yan Shubai's hand measured it, and then put it on Song Jiuxi's waist in a regular manner, without further movement.

He closed his eyes, enduring the throbbing pain and bursts of coldness in his chest and abdomen, and fell asleep very lightly.

(End of this chapter)