Ugly Peasant Wife: Money Grubber

Yang Xinyu's hand quickly picked up, and then fell down, heart way this big brother is really stingy, also with her about so much.

What the original owner did when he was stupid had nothing to do with her. After she put it on, did she neglect he Zijun?

If she is not good to he Zijun, he would have been eaten by the people in the old house.

However, Yang Xinyu has always been too lazy to be angry with others. Seeing that those who don't know are not guilty, she is too lazy to care with Su Yixi. She smiles back and talks to he Zijun.

"The cake is specially prepared for you by the Lord, and the fifth sister-in-law won't eat it. You can't waste a piece of the Lord's heart."

At the end of the day, he pulled out a smile but not a smile, "Mr. Wang, do you think so?"

"Sister Wu, I..." Compared with her unprepared, he Zijun showed a little at a loss.

One is the fifth sister-in-law of her family, the other is a lost and recovered relative. For an eight year old child, no matter who he is inclined to, he feels embarrassed.

Yang Xinyu saw his struggle and made a decision for him: "eighth prince, now you are of royal blood. This is my fifth sister-in-law. Don't cry in front of me in the future."

A word is neither light nor heavy. It draws a line between them. It is not only a reminder, but also a retreat.

On the surface, she is reminding he Zijun of the gap between their identities, but the deep obscurity is telling Su Yixi her loyalty.

Although he Zijun was exiled among the people and protected by her, she didn't want to take advantage of it. As long as Su Yixi had a word, she could draw a clear line between them, and only wanted to retreat.

She didn't want any power or position. She just wanted to live a plain life, but she didn't refuse any money. This must be the most obvious thing for her big boss who had done business with her.

He Zijun, who is of royal blood, has the spirit of monarchy in his heart. Although his face is still young, he is not mature at this age.

During his eight years in the he family, he suffered a lot. He was restrained and patient. In addition, Yang Xinyu later took him to business and intentionally guided him. His wisdom was far beyond that of an eight year old.

At the moment, he was slightly stunned, and his eyes wandered between them. Half a sound, he said carefully, "I forgot my identity on the spur of the moment, brother. Can you not be angry with me?"

"Silly jun'er, how can the emperor be angry with you?" Su Yixi's face was straight for a second, and now he was smiling like a spring breeze, as if there had never been a trace of unhappiness.

"If you know it's your brother's intention, why don't you try it?" With a doting look on his face, he wanted to put cakes into he Zijun's mouth to look like a brother.

Yang Xinyu is really not used to it. He is used to the man's cunning and black belly. It turns out that he has the same weakness.

But this weakness she can not move, because it is also her weakness.

He Zijun is the first person who has no blood relationship with her when she came to this strange world, but only because of a word of he Ziyuan, she spared no effort to protect her and treat her well. Although not a trace of blood, she has long regarded him as her brother.

Therefore, Yang Xinyu must show his loyalty, and that's what he said.

Life is in the hands of others, always feel this kind of feeling really uncomfortable, but powerless.

But she didn't feel uneasy. A face flashed in her head, as if she had a premonition that as long as the person was there, she didn't have to be afraid of anything.

She didn't know where her self-confidence came from. She had this kind of feeling in the dark.

At the same time, she is very confused about this feeling. Why does she have such an illusion that he Ziyuan repeatedly mentioned that she is his wife these two days?

Or does she have a sense of dependence on him?

His heart suddenly closed, and Yang Xinyu lost his mind for a moment. He Zijun had twisted up a piece of sweet scented osmanthus cake and put it into his mouth. The fragrance that melted in the mouth, with a trace of sweetness, spread to his heart. He said from the bottom of his heart, "the dessert is delicious, thank you, brother."

The snacks produced by Linhuan building are ordered by the owner. The cook must have spent 200% of his mind. The entrance of such things is strange and fresh to he Zijun.

If he had tasted it in the past, he would have been happy, but today is different from the past. Just now he got close to his fifth sister-in-law, which has already caused his brother's displeasure. He instinctively didn't want to bring more trouble to her.

Therefore, his small mouth chewing action, as if eating countless times, young, but after a series of changes, showing a sense of elegance.

How can su Yixi not see his careful thinking, just don't pierce it, just that careless sentence, seems to be jealous, in fact, hidden mystery.

What does Yang Xinyu want? When he gets close to her, he has already made a trial step by step, and he has already grasped it accurately. Why ask more?

What he wants to see is he Zijun's reaction, his choice, and his depth.

Since ancient times, when he was in the royal family, he could not help himself. If he was just a mediocre person, the best way for him was not to be involved in the government.

Then there's no need for him to recognize his ancestors. It's better to let him die at the hands of Qi Jingtian and disappear in front of people.

At that time, he will still be he Zijun, the fifth brother he Ziyuan, and the fifth sister Yang Xinyu. He can live a simple and ordinary life.This is Su Yixi's idea before he saw him. Now everything has been overturned.

It can be seen that although he lived among the people and suffered a lot, he retained a trace of Royal charm in his heart, which is rare at a young age.

"It's delicious, so I'll eat more. You look so thin. Your bones are too weak." That soft tone, with a touch of appreciation, and a touch of pride.

It's his brother with his father and mother who didn't disappoint him. Although the pearl is covered with dust, it can't hide its brilliance.

Yang Xinyu didn't see his pride, but she was used to the sentence that she was too thin and disgusted with the cold. She was so gentle all of a sudden that she didn't adapt to it.

Fortunately that wipe gentle is not to her, then she absolutely must have goose bumps, think about the picture strange.

Yang Xinyu was thinking wildly when the carriage was suddenly stopped by a cold voice: "from today on, the city is under martial law. Everyone has to check. Who is the carriage? Why don't you come out quickly? "

"What? When is it your turn to have a guard check on the king's carriage? " Su Yixi seems to be expected to lift the curtain just to cover he Zijun behind him, while Yang Xinyu is now back to his original state, but he is not a suspicious person.

The two soldiers guarding the city were just doing business. When they saw Su Yixi with a cold face, they said with a frightened face, "it turns out that it's the king of Yang. Many of his subordinates have offended him. Please forgive him."

Outsiders all know that Wang Yang is not to be spoiled. The palace is even sealed outside the city. He goes in and out like this every day. Even if he turns into ashes, the soldiers who guard the city recognize him.