After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

The Zhu family?

Her mother is Zhu Xuwan, and she was originally supposed to be a member of the Zhu family. But because she was reborn in Ye Nanhuang, her bloodline should have changed.

She didn't know whether she was from the Zhu family.

If you can confirm whether you are still a member of the Zhu family by pressing this stone, then just press it and give it a try.

Nanhuang raised her hand tied to the tree vine and pressed it on the stone. The old man and the men all looked at the stone.

Slowly, tiny black lines appeared on the red stone. The black lines spread and became thicker and more obvious.

Mo Shafeng, who was pushed aside, did not expect this situation. He looked at Nanhuang in surprise.

Isn't Ye Nanhuang Xie Yu's daughter? Why does the stone react? Xie Yu can't be the daughter of the Zhu family, right?

There must be something wrong here. In any case, the current situation is not a bad thing, and he cannot say anything about it.

Nanhuang was startled and quickly moved his hand away. "What's this reaction?" Nanhuang asked eagerly.

The old woman looked up at her, with a smile on her face covered with stripes: "Are you the child of my daughter Zhu Xuwan? Are you Zhu Huang?"

Is it measured? What's going on here? How is this going?

It’s really hard to explain what’s going on with the Hidden Family.

After the old woman confirmed Nanhuang's identity, the entire clan was in a state of excitement.

The men cheered and even the women and children poked their heads out of the tree house to observe Nanhuang.

Most of the men could not speak Mandarin, and then a young and handsome man came out and said to Nanhuang: "Holy girl, my name is Zhu Yan, please come this way."

Mo Shafeng was confused about the situation. He was taken aside by a group of men wearing animal skin skirts. "Wherever you want to take me, I want to be with Miss Ye!"

Nanhuang was even more panicked. She saw the man named Zhu Yan untie the vine from her hand, and then she was surrounded by a group of women, children and men into a stone house.

The people of the tribe were very enthusiastic. They picked many flowers and fruits for her, and also gave her many top-quality fur clothes and skirts for her to wear.

Women loosened their simple buns and re-tied them into complex and beautiful curling hairstyles.

Beautiful tree strips are inserted between the layers of hair.

In addition, Nanhuang's skin was originally translucent and white. After dressing up like this, she had an elf-like beauty.

When the men who came in hastily saw Nanhuang, they all blushed with embarrassment. They all said words that Nanhuang couldn't understand, and they all blushed and stammered.

After they chatted for a while, Zhu Yan, who was beside Nanhuang, helped her translate: "Holy girl, mother-in-law is ready, you can go out and choose a man. Holy girl, what do you think of me? If possible, I hope you can choose too. I."

"Choose a man?" Nanhuang looked confused, "Why do you choose a man?"

Zhu Yan smiled and said, "Procreate."

Nanhuang was so frightened that he almost jumped up: "I don't want to choose a man, I have a husband!"

Zhu Yan didn't seem to care at all and asked curiously: "How many are there?"

"Of course it's one!"

Zhu Yan smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, we won't mind. You can choose a few more."

"Why do you need to choose a few more?" Nanhuang was frightened, "I have one man, that's enough!"

Zhu Yan said distressedly: "In our clan, there are fewer and fewer women. In the generation suitable for reproduction, there are 1,645 men but only 121 women. Most of the men in our clan are bachelors, and it is difficult to reproduce offspring. The girl is back, of course she wants to breed new descendants for the clan."

Nanhuang was almost stunned.

When she returned to Zhu's house, she thought she was just returning to her grandfather's house. Unexpectedly, when she returned to the Zhu family, she would be asked to be a fertility machine? ? ?

Nanhuang suddenly felt an extreme sense of panic.

A bunch of men and having babies all the time? ?

She finally understood why her brother had never agreed to her return to the Zhu family.

Nanhuang refused to go out to choose a man, so the Zhu family in the stone house had no choice but to invite the powerful old woman over.

The old woman walked into the room and drove the people out of the room.

Nanhuang raised his head and looked at the old woman pitifully. This was her mother Zhu Xuwan's mother, her grandmother!

"Zhu Huang..." The old woman touched her head.

In the eyes of the old woman, the Zhu family is a matrilineal clan, so Nanhuang will of course follow the Zhu family's surname.

Nanhuang didn't want to talk at first, but she felt that she was under the roof. If she didn't strive for her grandmother's understanding, she would be doomed.

"Mother-in-law... I don't want to choose a man..."

"My child, you were born as a saint of the Zhu family. Reproduction is your responsibility," the old woman said.

Nanhuang regretted coming to Zhu's house.

The old woman looked at her, probably understanding the worldview and education she received in the outside world.

The old woman planned to take a step back first and then think about it slowly, so she said: "Let's hold the saint ceremony first, and then you can take a look at it. If you really don't like it, just pretend that you didn't choose it this time."

A group of men outside were chattering non-stop, fighting openly and secretly like the emperor's concubines. They were especially targeting Zhu Yan, because Zhu Yan could speak words that the saint could understand, and Zhu Yan had been serving the saint for a while just now.

In a corner on the side, Nanlin, Rong Feng, and Yang Bo, who had been tied up as soon as they arrived at the clan and put on animal skin skirts, were staring at each other with Mo Shafeng.

Mo Shafeng's face turned slightly cold when he saw these three people.

Unexpectedly, these three people found this place so quickly. Did he not clean up the road?

Yang Bo said hello: "Xiao Mo, what a coincidence, you are here too."

Mo Shafeng was silent for a while and said: "Yang Zhu, Fifth Master, Mr. Zhu."

After Rong Feng's murderous eyes swept over Mo Shafeng, he looked at Nanlin and asked, "Is this some kind of feast for the Zhu family?"

Nanlin said coldly: "You won't like it."

Nanhuang was led slowly out of the stone house by the old woman.

At this time, Nanhuang was wearing an animal skin coat made of fine snow fox skin, revealing a small waist and long, slender legs. The Zhu girl dressed up the forest girl specially to make her look extra pure and clean. Her skin is as smooth and tender as milk. The delicate girl is definitely the most beautiful among the Zhu women. The men in the audience are boiling like wild beasts.

"Saint! Saint! Saint!"

"Saint Zhuhuang!"

"Look at me! Saint!!"

Nanhuang couldn't understand what they were shouting, but it didn't affect her feeling scared.

Several Zhu people shouted: "Quiet!"

The men in the audience fell silent.

Nanhuang looked around, and wherever her eyes glanced, the men were very excited.

Rong Wuye probably knew why this group of men were excited. Now, his face turned darker.

Yang Bo said softly, "Wow, Madam is so beautiful dressed like this."

At this moment, Nan Huang glanced at them, and her eyes lit up slightly when she saw Master Rong Wu, Nan Lin, Yang Bo and Mo Sha Feng.