Peasant Girl Reborn To Revenge

"The Jiang family and the Huang family are family friends, and the Jiangbei war has a good relationship with the younger generation of the Huang family. They have a deep love for ye Ziqing. Their engagement is also a matter of course. How can you react so much?" Ye Zhiguo frowned at his daughter, "you don't want to destroy other people's good deeds, otherwise, no one can save you."

"Dad, don't worry. I'm just surprised. Although Ye Ziqing is the granddaughter of the Huang family, his surname is ye. He is the daughter of my uncle. My uncle is just a small civil servant who doesn't make a living. He's too far from the disciples of the Jiang family." Although Ye Ziqing is unwilling, she also knows that she can't reach the people of the Jiang family, and Jiangbei war won't pay attention to her. She just wants to destroy it, but she can't start. Otherwise, she really wants to spoil her marriage.

Ye Ziqing didn't know what happened when they came home. After sending them away, master Chen was ready to go. He repeatedly told ye Ziqing not to let Jiangbei war take advantage of them, and warned Jiangbei war not to bully his disciples. He put his SUV in his sleeve, ate dinner, took out his flying sword and flew away.

"Master Chen, it's really a god man." Huang Haoning watched him disappear into the sky and said to himself.

"Ziqing, who on earth is master Chen? Is he really just a disciple of the Yinshi family?" Jiang Beizhan asked a question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"He is an immortal, not a disciple of an ordinary hermit family." Since master Chen didn't hide it from them, ye Ziqing wouldn't hide it.

"No wonder." Jiang Beizhan nodded silently, "did you follow him to fix immortals?"

"No, I don't have that qualification. Cultivating immortals needs spiritual roots. There may not be one of 100000 people. I don't have spiritual roots, so I can only learn some martial arts and medical skills for self-defense." Ye Ziqing shook her head. She was sure there was no spiritual root. Master Chen measured it for her when she was a doll.

"I wish I didn't." Jiang Beizhan was relieved. He was afraid that ye Ziqing took out a sword and flew away like her master. Where would he go to find someone?

There were only three of them left in the yard. Huang Haoning went back to his room with eyes and no longer sat there as a light bulb.

Jiang Beizhan hugged Ye Ziqing.

"I really want to marry you home soon." Jiang Beizhan bowed his head and kissed her lips, hot and gentle.

"You took advantage of me as soon as master left." Ye Ziqing pushed him away with a red face.

"Your master treated me like a wolf. We haven't made out for a long time." "Listen to her, hold your heart tightly."

"I can't hear it." Ye Ziqing listened to his heart beat like a drum, and his heart beat faster.

"Don't worry, listen carefully, you'll always hear it." Jiang Beizhan kissed her forehead and looked at her eyes full of tenderness.

Without master Chen watching, jiangbeizhan no longer had to leave after dinner. He took his briefcase to Ye's house. After dinner every day, he accompanied Ye Ziqing to take a walk by the river, brought back the chickens, ducks and geese raised by the old lady at home, watered the vegetables and flowers in the backyard, walked around the yard for a few rounds to eat, and finally returned to the study room to work.

Jiang Beizhan looked at his case, while ye Ziqing sat opposite him, reading medical books, checking materials, preparing papers, and occasionally reading novels and miscellaneous notes. Although there was no communication between the two people, the warmth flowed between them, which seemed particularly warm.

Time flies. It's the end of the term in the twinkling of an eye. Ye Ziqing wants to go back to school to take the final exam and answer the thesis. Jiang Beizhan also puts down his business and accompanies her back to Kyoto.

Because they had more things and enough time, they didn't take the most time-saving plane, but took the train, and only bought two berth tickets.

"Ziqing, there's no soft sleeper in the sleeper. Be quiet. Hold on." Jiang Beizhan felt guilty for not providing her with the best environment.

"It's good to have a berth. Many people can't even buy hard seats." Ye Ziqing doesn't care. If she hasn't been recognized by the Huang family and doesn't know these brothers, she can buy seat tickets at most. Compared with the crowded hard seat carriage, the sleeper carriage is much quieter and the air is not so dirty.

"You go up and have a rest first." They were in the afternoon. Ye Ziqing, who didn't take a nap, yawned long ago. Jiangbeizhan quickly put his things away and asked Ye Ziqing to go to the middle berth to sleep. He sat in the lower berth reading and taking care of his luggage.

"Well, I'll sleep first." Ye Ziqing couldn't hold on any longer. She climbed onto the middle bunk and fell asleep.

Jiang Beizhan looked at her sleeping face and smiled. He sat down, took a book and turned it over. But he didn't see it. From time to time, he would stand up and look at Ye Ziqing and cover her with a quilt or something.

"Sir, could you change your berth?" At this time, a 17-year-old girl stood in front of Jiangbei war and asked in a low voice, with a bit of shyness in her eyes.

"Inconvenient." Jiang Beizhan shook his head and his face became stiff.

"Why are you like this? It's good to let a girl climb?" Before the girl said anything, a young man next to her accused him.

"I bought my own berth. Why am I sorry?" Jiang Beizhan looked at him and said faintly.

"Can't you do something good and give way?" The young man said angrily.

"You are so kind, why don't you change your berth to her?" Jiang Beizhan saw him put his small bag on the middle bunk opposite, and knew that the bunk was his.

"The little girl wants a lower berth, not a middle berth. Otherwise, you can say it?" The young man looked at him contemptuously.

"Little girl, I'd like to change my berth with you if you want a middle berth." Jiang Beizhan turned to the girl and said, "it's impossible to change my berth to someone else. My fiancee will sit down later."

"The middle berth is better than the lower berth. It's not high and no one bothers. Otherwise, young man, I'll change the middle berth with you, and then you can change the lower berth to the little girl?" The middle-aged man sitting on the lower berth opposite Jiangbei war said.

"Handsome boy, are you really willing to change your berth to me?" The girl looked at the young man in surprise, "you don't have to change to the lower berth. I like the middle berth best."

"Well, you are the upper berth." The young man wanted to say he didn't want to, but with so many eyes looking at him, he couldn't afford to lose this man. He had to throw his carry on bag on the girl's upper bunk and give her his middle bunk.

"Thank you." The girl happily put her belongings on the bunk and climbed up quickly for fear that the young man would repent.

The depressed young man stared at Jiangbei war, unwilling to climb to the upper berth for lunch break, and the compartment was quiet.