Marry A Younger Husband

Back at the bandit's house, little Mo'er asked, "lady, have you convinced the third brother?"

Shuilinlang shook his head: "no, it's not so easy to persuade him to kill his mother. Now he only has hatred in his heart."

"Aunt is now in the ancestral hall, where the seventh uncle is in power. Even if the third brother wants to assassinate her, he can't go in there in a dignified way, can he?"

"With the martial arts of the third young master, it's easy to assassinate the eldest lady." Although Xiao Mo'er bragged all day that he was a martial arts expert, he didn't have a clear idea of the level of martial arts.

"Madam, let's find a way to inform the second elder brother and let him take preventive measures." Small Mo son added a sentence again, "in order to avoid extraneous twigs, don't let the second elder brother know is our informer."

Shuilinlang feels that xiaomo'er is becoming more and more mature. It seems that he is suddenly mature. He is bold and considerate. He is not like a gag before. Shuilinlang suspects that he was playing a fool before.

People's qualities and talents are revealed at important moments, so it is not easy to judge a person, especially a man.

You can say anything before you meet the test.

Most of the women in the world complain about men, but they never complain that they were blind at the beginning. They only regret that they were blind at the beginning.

Shuilinlang suddenly hugged xiaomo'er and said, "Xianggong, you've really grown up."

"I said, when I grow up, I want to protect you."

Shuilinlang looks at xiaomo'er's serious appearance, and she feels happy. Her happiness has always been simple, and maybe it's easier to be happy if it's simple. Although xiaomo'er's promise may not always come true, she can feel his sincerity.

For all the water, that's enough!

"By the way, I want to write a letter home."

"Yes, you haven't been home for a year. Must be homesick?"

"Xianggong, I've decided to live and die with you, but I don't want to affect my family. I want to write to them to go out of the pass or go abroad first."

Little Mo'er gently holds shuilinlang's hand: "lady, you are wronged."

Water Lin Lang gently shook his head: "is to let you aggrieved just right, you are still so young, met with such a big thing, and... And I know I am not a virtuous wife, bad temper, bad birth, people are very stupid, not beautiful, but you can treat me with the old heart, Xianggong, thank you."

With a pious heart, shuilinlang looks at xiaomo'er Yingying.

Little Mo'er was a little embarrassed by her, and she showed a smile: "lady, do you think I'm handsome?"

"I'm telling you the truth. Don't spoil the atmosphere." Can't he recognize that she's confessing to him?

Although he has become a husband and wife, it's also a romantic thing to be able to confess once in a while. But this guy always says that other people don't understand amorous feelings. How can he understand amorous feelings himself?

……

Mrs. Gan knelt down in the ancestral hall, facing the memorial tablets of the Su family's ancestors. Unexpectedly, she was dragged down from Malaysia a few days after she came back to power. Feng Qianxi's methods became more and more sophisticated and vicious.

Su Qigong came over and said with a smile: "Baoluo, what's the taste of kneeling ancestral temple?"

Mrs. Gan knew that Su Qigong was a crazy man. She didn't know what was wrong. As the highest ranking person in the mountain villa, she was determined to kill all the Su family's descendants. She said with a smile, "seventh uncle, my daughter-in-law didn't plan to kill Su family's descendants."

"You have a hard tongue. It seems that you have to kneel for a few more days."

"Even if I kneel to death, I won't admit what I haven't done."

Su Qigong snorted coldly, and told several old servants to watch Mrs. Gan and not let her get up until she confessed, then left angrily.

Mrs. Gan knew that murdering her offspring was a big crime. Although she knelt down and her legs were numb, she could not plead guilty. Otherwise, even if she could live, she would never turn over.

Her mother's family has lost power, unlike Mrs. Feng, who also has a brother of Yangzhou magistrate, and has a close relationship with master su.

When Mrs. Gan kneels in the ancestral temple, outsiders are not allowed to visit at will. Only Shenxiang skirt with a small kite comes to deliver food every day. Knowing that Mrs. Gan is a vegetarian, Shenxiang skirt prepares some fast food.

"Ma'am, get up and eat!" Shen Xiang skirt took the food out of the box.

Mrs. Gan half numb, small kite quickly past to help, Mrs. Gan got up, there were some dizzy, almost fell down."Xiang skirt, now that you are pregnant with ah Zhen's flesh and blood, just send me a small kite to deliver rice. Don't walk around. Be careful of villains with ulterior motives."

Shen xiangskirt knew that there were too many people with ulterior motives and complicated personnel in the villa. She said, "don't worry, madam. I'll be careful."

"How are you these days?"

"Ah Zhen is still investigating the blood curse." Shenxiang skirt suddenly feel some contradiction, Su Yan has admitted that the blood curse is his first arrangement, but she is Su Mengzhen's wife, and now pregnant with his child, she is really in a dilemma.

"To investigate something, people with a clear eye will know who framed me."

"Madam, don't think so much about it. After a few days, you will be at peace."

After dinner, Mrs. Gan would continue to kneel down. There was no time for her to rest. Shen Xiang left silently with her kite in her skirt.

"Miss, today the second young master went to Aunt Zhao secretly. Do you think the second young master and aunt Zhao will..."

Shenxiang skirt scolded: "shut up, such words are mixed, do you know how much responsibility to take?"

"But..." little kite said wrongly, "maidservant, this is also for the sake of miss."

"If you really want to think for me, you should control your mouth. There are so many people in the house. Don't let yourself in."

Back in daifengju, Su Mengzhen was drinking tea in the bamboo forest. The bamboo tea table, the bamboo tea cup, but he drank the autumn dew white. In the past, Su Mengzhen was very proficient in these elegant things, but later he changed his mind and devoted himself to business.

"Xianggong!" Shen Xiang's skirt leans slightly towards Su Meng's pillow.

Su Meng sat down with Shen Xiang's skirt on her pillow and handed over a cup of tea: "the autumn dew that Chang zhenniang just made for me."

"Xianggong is really in a good mood!"

"Lady, you see, some bamboos have already blossomed. This is a once-in-a-lifetime sight."

Bamboo blossoms!

Shen Xiang skirt suddenly had an ominous premonition that although it is rare for bamboo to blossom, bamboo will slowly wither after the fall of bamboo flowers. Is it a kind of omen given by God