A piece of paper

Xian Jin suddenly let go and threw it away.

Mrs. Qu was staggered by inertia!

"Go away." Xian Jin turned around and sat back on the bench. There was no tea to serve, so he patted the table to send the guests away, "Let's think about it before we come back."

Seeing that the two mothers-in-law and daughter-in-law were gone, Xianjin felt relieved when he heard the door lock rattle. He took out the masterpiece "Crazy and Cool Son-in-law in Jianghu and Detonated the Eight Sects" from under the square table, and began to appreciate it carefully. .

What did Mr. Qin do?

How did you start writing about the harem breed-horse?

Aunt Qin's rolling pin doesn't extend far enough? Or is the curse not loud enough? Have you been feeling a little depressed recently?

Xianjin advocated justice in his heart with relish.

In the corridor of Yiyuan, Mrs. Qu rushed forward. Mrs. Sun followed suit. After taking two steps, she turned her head and glanced at the locked wing, as if she had been burned, so she hurriedly rushed out.

Even if he rushed to Mrs. Qu's side, the fire wouldn't be able to burn her!

"Mom, why don't we just let it go?"

Sun said with a tearful voice, "Sanlang has told his fortune that he will stay at his uncle's house until he is twenty years old. I suspect that He Xianjin is responsible for his bloody disaster."

Mrs. Qu froze, and Mrs. Sun almost hit her mother-in-law's fragile back.

"Shut up!" Mrs. Qu's breath was in her chest, but it could not be moved to her throat for a long time. It was like a dark cloud weighing a thousand pounds blocking her heart and lungs. After a long pause, Fang sternly asked Mrs. Sun, "He Xianjin is like this now, you Do you dare to let her out?"

Mrs. Sun smacked her tongue: I don't dare. Letting He Xianjin go out in her ultimate state is like letting a tiger return to the mountain. If he doesn't tear her to pieces, He Xianjin won't be named Tiger!

"It's all gone if you take this road. It's just the same road until it's dark."

Mrs. Qu's voice sounded like she had been cut to pieces by scissors, "The wedding cloths, wedding clothes, and wedding cakes are all prepared, and the tables and seats are ready in the kitchen."

Mrs. Qu raised her eyes with dark eyes. Seeing that Mrs. Sun's legs were trembling, her voice became even louder, "Don't tremble! Get ready for what you have to do and what you have to do! There is no better time than now!"

Mrs. Qu seemed to be encouraging Mrs. Sun, and also seemed to be convincing herself, her tone could not help but gradually lowered, "Qiao Shanchang made four carriages to go out. I asked, four carriages can go farther than two carriages, and two carriages can go further." It’s Yingtianfu, and the four planes must go to Beizhili at least;”

"Qiao Baoyuan is also away from home, and Qiao Baozhu is at her cousin's house in Huai'an Mansion;"

"The tribute papers have been submitted. Cao Fucheng said that tributes usually come out at this stage;"

"He Xianjin's men, Zhou Gou, Wang Sansuo, Zheng Da and Qi Guanshi are not here. The third son has just gone to Jing County to do the accounting;"

"The most important thing is that it's August now, and there are only a few days until spring. If Erlang comes to ask for help after the exam, I will be in a dilemma."

Mrs. Qu raised her eyes again, her expression revealing a bit of determination, "We have been waiting for a long time, and now the time, place and people are favorable. Tomorrow, tomorrow! My third daughter-in-law, don't try to get off the boat after you get on it. You are afraid of wolves." If you are afraid of tigers, you will be the only one who gets tripped up in the end!”

Mrs. Sun was still afraid and trembling, "Why on earth would an official as big as Cao Fuchen want to help us? Is there something wrong with the paperwork?"

The suppressed anger in Mrs. Qu's chest was not only not extinguished, but was aroused. She slapped Sun on the face and said, "Be more careful! The closed disciple who Shanchang Qiao had high hopes for resigned himself to becoming a concubine - Ying Tianfu Who in the officialdom would not be happy to see this!"

Mrs. Sun covered her face and began to cry: Today's slap must be slapped anyway, right?

If you can't beat He Xianjin, beat her!

Mrs. Qu waved her hand, "Go and get ready!"

Mrs. Sun covered her face, buried her head and cried. When she returned to the east courtyard, she paced back and forth in the courtyard and hurriedly called Cuicui, who was wearing red and green, "Quick! Quick! Go and ask the third master to come back! He will leave in the morning , I’m sure you haven’t gone far yet!”

Cuicui followed and paced, "Aren't you afraid of the old lady?"

"Afraid! Why am I not afraid!" Mrs. Sun stopped, "You haven't seen He Xianjin look like he has killed someone!"

"I called the third master back. Whether he can disobey his mother or not is up to him. I can't get a divorce letter because of this!"

Cuicui was stunned on the spot.

If the third wife takes the divorce certificate, can she still be Shiro's aunt?

When the third wife returns to the Sun family, she will also have to go back to the Sun family. She is the maid of the Sun family. How can she cross the line and become the aunt of the young master of the Chen family?

Cuicui has been carrying this dream for four to five years and runs very fast with her short legs. That night.

A cry of pain seemed to be heard from the back house of the Chen family.

Xian Jin rubbed his ears and prepared to listen carefully, but then there was no sound again.

After chasing the ninth long-legged and thin-waisted confidante whom her husband-in-law had seduced, Xian Jin ended a busy day in the dark room, used candles to refill the oil lamp, put the lampshade on the oil lamp, and prepared to sleep.

Xian Jin has always had a good sleep quality. She goes to bed and sleeps. Although the bed board is very hard and there is no mattress, it is not as hard as an operating bed, and no matter how cold it is, it is not as cold as a heart-stopping cold. She can overcome all difficulties no matter where she is, and quickly Dreaming about Zhou Gong.

Half asleep and half awake, Xian Jin vaguely heard the sound of walking.

Xian Jin turned over and opened his eyes. In the calm and chaotic darkness before his eyes, a figure of a dog turned around and closed the door. The dog shrugged and stepped inside. The dog approached the bed. .

Xian Jin tightly grasped the red and blue dagger on his sleeve.

Prepare to drink blood, my old man.

One person is killing, and two people are walking.

Send him to see Bai Dalang.

Xian Jin is ready for everything.

The black shadow stopped, and the dog lay down on the spot?

Lying down?

Not just lying down?

He also took a pillow from his arms and put it under his head, looking like he was taking things easy?

Your dog sneakily explores the beautiful vase of fragrance at night, just to lay the ground?

What hobby?

Xianjin is puzzled.

There was a rapid three-long and one-short call outside the window lattice. Xianjin sat up and leaned over the window lattice to click three long and one short call in response.

The black shadow was frightened by another black figure who turned over and sat up on the bed: "Ah!!!"

The voice is delicate.

Xian Jin pursed his lips, put on his shoes, and tapped his heels on the ground.

The room flickered, becoming brighter than before, although it was still dark - Xian Jin took off the lampshade that shone on the candlelight.

The shadow's face gradually became clearer.

Chrysanthemum blooms Chen Sanlang.

Xian Jin moved from Chen Sanlang's frightened face to the ground: everything was in order, not only the pillow he took out from his arms, but also a pair of shy silk underwear, and a thin silk quilt.

Why are you here for camping?

Xian Jin was shocked: "You sleep on your own pillow, don't you know how to bring me one?!"

There was nothing on the bed. Xianjin had been sleeping with his arm as a pillow for more than ten days, and his biceps were all stretched out from sleep.

Chen Sanlang was in shock and wanted to scream.

Xianjin covered his mouth: "Is anyone listening or watching outside the yard?"

Chen Sanlang's eyes were filled with tears, and he nodded gently.

"Then lower your voice." Xianjin added, "I don't have the tools to satisfy you."

Chen Sanlang was shy and shy.

"What are you doing here?" Xian Jin lowered his voice and frowned.

Chen Sanlang imitated Xian Jin's tone and blinked. His narrow eyes were full of sincerity, "They forced me to sleep with you. I don't want to."

Chen Sanlang thought for a while and added, "I don't dare either."