Don't be too sweet

Chapter 1733 Being Targeted ([-])
Chapter 1732 Being Targeted ([-])

At this time, Shen Ru'er's voice came clearly from the small round hole under the couch.

Then came the voice of Shen Xianghou.

"When you were eating in the living room today, you said you were born with mud legs from the country, did you ever think that I was also born from mud legs from the country?"

Shen Xianghou asked.

After Shen Ru'er became dumb, she hurriedly explained: "Husband, you are different. You were raised by your father in the general's mansion since you were a child. How can you be like them?"

"But in my bones, I shed the same blood as my third brother," Shen Xianghou added.

Shen Ru'er was dejected: "I'm sorry, husband, I shouldn't have said that, and I will try not to do it in the future."

Shen Xianghou nodded, he couldn't really hold on to this question.

"Husband, I asked the third sister-in-law, the third sister-in-law doesn't know the mysterious Mr. Jiu, you know, have you heard about it today?" Shen Ru'er asked softly.

She lowered her voice very low, but He Shanshan and Yang Jiu, who had good hearing, could still hear clearly.

She shrank her pupils, looked at Yang Jiu, who was lying with her embraced, and opened her eyes wide.

She panicked a little.

Sure enough, Shen Xianghou came back because of the task given by the new emperor, what should I do?
He Shanshan subconsciously reached out and grabbed the corner of Yang Jiu's clothes.

Yang Jiu's big hand caressed He Shanshan's back repeatedly.

"I told you when I came here, you don't need to try," Shen Xianghou sullenly sullenly.

"Husband, are you angry? What's the point of being angry? I'm doing it for your own good too," Shen Ru'er said.

"If it's really for my own good, don't try it," Shen Xianghou said seriously with a serious face.

Shen Ru'er frowned: "Understood, but since you didn't come to inquire about the news, then why did you bring our whole family back?"

Shen Xianghou said: "The current situation is very chaotic, I want to resign."

"what?"

Shen Ru'er exclaimed.

He Shanshan listened to what she said next, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She was circling in her mind how to deal with the mysterious Mr. Jiu.

The study room fell into an eerie silence, and the voices of the people in the guest room downstairs still sounded from time to time under the soft couch, which made the study room extraordinarily quiet.

He Shanshan, who was lying on the soft couch, reached out and squeezed Yang Jiu's hand, sending a signal.

Yang Jiu also shook He Shanshan's hand back.

Yang Jiu said that he actually didn't mind causing some trouble for the new emperor.

When He Shanshan received her husband's signal, she couldn't help pinching her hands back, sending a question: What should I do?

It's not going to cause any panic, right?Those who hurt are innocent people.

Even if the country's life is almost exhausted, there will still be a war in the end, and she doesn't want it to be caused by her and Yang Jiu.

"Grange," Yang Jiu gave a hint.

He Shanshan was taken aback for a moment and understood.

To say that the largest farm that was confiscated by the emperor innocently should be the one who occupied [-] hectares of farm in Beicheng, how helpless.

The two of them were lying in the study, discussing countermeasures by the way, and at this moment, there was a knock on the door of the study.

He Shanshan quickly took out the plug and plugged in the hole connected to the guest room, so that the voices in the study could not be heard clearly in the guest room downstairs.

"Ah Jiu is in the study?"

It was her father's voice.

He Shanshan hurriedly got up, quickly arranged the crumpled clothes on her body, went to open the door.

"Father," He Shanshan opened the door and turned sideways.

He Qianqian nodded, looked at Yang Jiu, and couldn't help looking at him with some scrutiny.

In the study—

"Sit," Yang Jiu made a gesture of invitation, Ying He moved forward and sat down.

He Xiangqian was not polite, sat on the chair, and signaled Yang Jiu to sit on the deputy chair, because he had something to say.

Obviously, this mysterious look is planning to say something secret.

(End of this chapter)