He took out the handkerchief, wiped away the tears and snot from her face, and ordered her in a crisp tone: "Don't cry yet, tell me what's going on."
It turned out that on the day Yang Yiyi and Zhao Changyuan returned home, they hid in Yiyi's boudoir and overheard what Yiyi said: "Yang Yiyi, I didn't mean to occupy your body and your husband. If you are in heaven
If there is a spirit, please bless me to go back." Those extremely weird words, and the girl who was scared half to death in the end was the Luzhu girl. She grew up with the young lady, and was very familiar with her every move. Yang Yiyi was there that day
She noticed that the general expression and behavior in the boudoir were completely different from the young lady she was familiar with. In addition, Yang Yiyi's last fatal words made the poor girl sleepless at night.
She couldn't eat, and soon she became sallow and skinny. One day she couldn't hold it in any longer, so she secretly talked to the housekeeper, Uncle Li. As a result, she was severely scolded by him.
Fear, helplessness and grievance made this girl's spirit worse and worse. Finally, on a very ordinary day, she suddenly couldn't control it and went crazy and called Yang Yiyi a monster when she saw anyone... The people of the Yang family took pity on her
She was pitiful and asked a doctor to check her, and the doctor finally made a diagnosis of mental illness.
Pan Zhuqing is not one of those people in the Yang family who has strong emotions and unconditionally believes in Yang Yiyi from the perspective of relatives. He has enough reason and objectivity to think about this matter. After listening to Luzhu's ramble, he stood
He stood up and walked to the window, carefully recalling all her behavior from the first day he met Yang Yiyi until now. In the end, he chose to believe Lu Zhu's words for the time being.
Miss Luzhu thought of her young lady and her last experience in the Yang family, and once again she cried until her tears and runny nose became a ball.
Pan Zhuqing walked back to her, wiped her tears again with a handkerchief, and finally asked her gently: "Do you believe me?"
Lu Zhu nodded her head like a fool. The man in front of her looked so seductive that she couldn't find any way not to believe him.
"Then leave this matter to me. Don't tell anyone again, promise me." There was a hint of command in his gentle tone, leaving no room for doubt.
"Yes, I promise you." She nodded with red eyes.
He suddenly remembered that on the day he went to Yang Mansion to propose marriage, Miss Luzhu was holding tea with a shy look on her face. With a trace of pity in his heart, he touched the top of her head, stood up and said: "I will not let monsters harm you.
Yes. From now on, you must be obedient. You are not allowed to make any noise or disobey your mother. Do you understand me?"
"I understand." When she promised with misty eyes, he had already stepped out of the door, leaving only his floating black hair and a page of clothes.
When Luzhu Niang came back, she saw the door open and was startled. When she returned to the house, her daughter was sitting at the table thoughtfully. There was a heavy bag of silver on the table.
Back at Pan's house, Pan Zhuqing stayed up all night. Luzhu's words and Yang Yiyi's ordinary behavior made him puzzled. Is Yang Yiyi really dead or alive? Who is this Yang Yiyi now? How is she?
Replaced Yang Yiyi and married Zhao Changyuan?
Zhao Li really couldn't think about these problems. He, Pan Zhuqing, had never believed in evil since he was a child, but now this incident made him completely confused. Could it be that she was really a monster?
He really felt that it was possible. Otherwise, how could a body with the same appearance as Yang Yiyi bewitch the originally emotionless Zhao Changyuan? How could he have the courage to approach himself, the broom star that all women in the world avoid?
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Thinking of this, not only was he not afraid, but he felt even more satisfied. The woman he, Pan Zhuqing, liked was indeed not an ordinary vulgar girl.
As for the case of Dongduxia, there was not even the slightest progress. The investigation technology at that time was backward, and the so-called clues he left when committing the crime were of no use in solving the case. Moreover, the real Dongduxia was currently focusing on picking up girls and had not reappeared.
Yue Yue thought to herself that if this Dongdu hero knew how to avoid the limelight and avoid the sharp edges this time, it might not be a bad thing.
Seeing that she was not in good spirits, Pan Zhuqing allowed her a day off so that she would not have to come to attend the wedding the next day.
When she got home, everyone was living their lives happily, but she was the only one who couldn't sit still.
"Well, Dad, do you want to send someone to Jiangling Mansion to have a look? It's been so many days, why is there no news at all? I don't worry about others worrying..." During the meal, she, who had always been silent, suddenly lost her temper.
Biting her chopsticks, she asked. Is she the only one who misses him?
"Hey, it's only been a few days, how could there be news so soon?" Zhao Xiong almost laughed, this girl was too impatient. With only ten days of errands, how could anyone be so pretentious as to send news back and forth?
of?
She seemed very dissatisfied with the answer and asked persistently: "Dad, based on your experience, when will he come back?"
Zhao Xiongmo calculated it and answered her responsibly: "It will only take more than half a month."
Seeing that her daughter-in-law missed her son so much, Mrs. Liu was naturally filled with joy and comforted her kindly: "Yiyi, don't worry, Zhao'er is not going to fight, there will be no danger."
Zhao Xiong immediately laughed and joked to Mrs. Liu: "Look, you have a companion. Before, every time he went out to fight, you were like an ant on a hot pot. Now it's better, and there is another one at home."
Ants, our house has become an ant nest."
His words made Mrs. Liu laugh, but Yueyue couldn't laugh. She also felt a little bit in her heart. She didn't expect that as an independent woman in the new era, in ancient times, she slowly turned into a sentimental person.
A little woman who is worried about gains and losses and can't live without her husband.
What is sad is that her husband is destined to be away from her. This time he will only be separated for more than ten days, which is still a safe enough mission. If there is a war in the future, he will be away for a long time, and there will be no news about her life and death.
Are you going crazy?
After taking a bath, she was lying on the bed bored, suddenly kicking her legs and shouting hysterically: "Bad husband! Bad husband! You haven't even written a letter to me for four days! Don't expect me to talk to you when you come back!"
Such a romantic thing as writing a letter might not be something that Zhao Changyuan would be able to think of. Even if he thought of it, he might not have the time to do it. He just wants to complete the task as soon as possible, go home as soon as possible, return to his wife's side, and devote himself to everything.
Give it back to her.
Being a soldier under General Zhao is a painful and happy thing. What hurts is that he is really a general who is not Zhao Guimao. Whether it is in daily training or during marches, his eyes are rubbed.
There is no sand. There are so many people who are served by his military stick because of their laziness in training. Those who drag their feet when marching will be chased away by Zhao Hui after he orders his lieutenants to follow them with riding whips. Happily, he should be regarded as one of the leaders of the court.
The most soft-hearted general. When using troops, what he usually cares about most is not how powerful the army's attack power is, but the lives and fortunes of the soldiers. Therefore, the soldiers in the army are willing to follow him and finally squeeze into his army.
The troops were left to his own devices without any complaints. Because they all knew that this lovely general would always try his best to bring their troops back alive from the battlefield instead of exchanging their blood and lives for his own.