Chapter three hundred and thirty seventh raised eyebrows
Miss Yan Si looked at Xu Qinghuan closely, trying to understand the true meaning of Xu Qinghuan's words.
After a while, she seemed to understand something: "Miss Xu, are you reminding me that I am in danger now?"
Xu Qinghuan said nothing.
Miss Yan Si nodded: "I know, but I can't help it, but... I would rather die than live the same life again." Before she met Cui Hao, everything was fine, and she felt lucky that in the future she would
It will get better. I don't know whether she, her mother, or her sister will be different, but later on it will be different. As long as the heart is alive, life will be difficult.
"How is Cui Hao treating you?" Xu Qinghuan suddenly asked in a low voice.
Miss Yan Si was stunned for a moment, and a trace of blush appeared on her cheeks. Even under such circumstances, she still looked shy when talking about her beloved. She couldn't pretend to do this, and no matter how powerful a person was, she couldn't deceive her own heart.
"I'm not afraid of the eldest lady's jokes," Miss Yan Si said, "I don't think there is anyone in this world who can be as sincere to me as he is. Although he is not good at words, what he says comes from the sincerity and never lies. He has experienced a lot.
Despite the suffering, there is no resentment in his heart. Instead, he is grateful to the people who sent him to the military camp. Northern Xinjiang is a bitter and cold place, but it is a hot land for him because he can earn respect by working hard on his own."
In his previous life, the memory Cui Hao left for Xu Qinghuan was that he was a murderer who killed without blinking an eye, but now in the mouth of Miss Yan Si, he is a man of faith.
"I hope he is," Xu Qinghuan looked at Miss Yan Si, "That way there is no way that there will be a good outcome for you two."
Miss Yan Si's eyes were bright, and she obviously had no doubts about Cui Hao, but soon her eyes dimmed: "But no one believed him. What everyone saw was that he was sold out and became a servant."
Not just a servant, Cui Hao was executed by Ling Chi in his previous life, and his skin and flesh were cut off with a knife amidst the cheers of the people in the bustling city. From then on, the name Cui Hao was just a very vicious person.
"Miss Xu," Miss Yan Si said, "can you help us?"
"I'm not helping you," Xu Qinghuan looked over, "I also want to know the truth."
A look of joy appeared on Miss Yan Si's face. Miss Xu should be talking about the Zheng family's concubine. As long as they can recognize their ancestors and return to the clan, there is still hope for their marriage. Even if there is no result between them, she
I also hope that Cui Hao will no longer be insulted as a bitch.
"Miss Xu, I have nothing to repay you now. Thank you first." Miss Yan Si bowed and saluted.
Xu Qinghuan helped Miss Yan Si up: "Don't thank me, even if you don't tell me this, I still want to find out." The moment she saw Lin Sanniang, she became suspicious of what happened around her in her previous life.
, someone like Lin Sanniang was sent to her, but she knew nothing about Lin Sanniang’s past. This must have been deliberately arranged by someone.
Cui Hao was the first case handled by Li Xu, and she also wanted to know whether this case was the truth found in her previous life.
Li Xu didn't catch the mastermind with his own hands back then. Did that person really disappear suddenly, or was there a reason she didn't know about? Does his abandoning her in the capital have anything to do with this incident?
…
Xu Qinghuan said goodbye to the princess and returned to Xu's house by car. As soon as he got out of the car, he heard the sound of fists and feet waving in the yard.
My brother won't take the initiative to practice boxing and kicking. It's obvious that his father is back.
Xu Qinghuan walked into the courtyard, and Master Zhang greeted him: "Miss, the Marquis is back."
Zhang Zhenren's dullness for many days was gone, and he became full of energy, as if he was finally proud and proud.
When Xu Qinghuan saw this smiling face, he knew: "Has my brother been punished by his father again?"
"I'm fined, I'm fined," Zhang Zhenren suddenly felt that what he said was too frivolous, and immediately coughed, "The prince went to Huajie and Liuxiang, and his clothes were stained with the smell of powder. When he came back, he bumped into Mr. Hou.
"
It's no wonder, my father has always hated his brother's playboy behavior, but he didn't expect that his brother would bump into him as soon as his father came home.
Xu Qinghuan walked into the yard and saw his father sitting on a chair, staring at his brother with bright eyes. The clothes on his brother were already wet with sweat.
After three days of neglecting the house and roof tiles, Marquis An Yi frowned and looked at his son. If it weren't for the guests coming to the house in the past two days, he would have dealt with this unworthy son severely.
Qing Huan was about to get married, and his brother-in-law actually took the people around his uncle to such a place. Seeing the immortal appearance of Master Zhang, he would not even touch meat or fish in the house on weekdays. If his son was
If he was misled like this, he would be embarrassed to see others. If Song Chengxuan was misled again because of this, he would regret it to death.
"There is no need to plead for him," An Yihou said with a cold face, "You are not allowed to stop until the sun goes down."
Zhang Zhenren stroked his beard and said: "Master Hou, calm down, there are still two hours before the sun goes down..." Two hours is not as good as military drills.
An Yihou frowned, two hours was a little short: "Then we will practice until Wu hour, day and night."
Xu Qing'an's ears twitched and he immediately stopped when he heard the sound and wiped the sweat from his face: "Father, my son is wronged. My son went to that place just to catch that pretentious pretty boy."
He dared to find an excuse for getting into trouble. An Yihou wanted to throw the tea bowl in his hand. He thought that the tea bowl was only taken out for entertaining guests, so he had to hold it back.
In order to prevent further sparks between his father and brother, Xu Qinghuan stepped forward and helped Anyihou into the house to rest.
An Yihou sat on a chair, worried: "I don't know what's going on with Ziyuan. After the ship went out, there was no news back."
When his father mentioned the word "Ziyuan", Xu Qinghuan was stunned. Could it be that what his father mentioned was Song Chengxuan's small name? Song Ziyuan? Who picked the word.
Although he knew that small print was a serious matter, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help laughing.
There was an ancient man named Song Ziyuan, who had a fair complexion and a tender face. Song Yu had to smoke incense and dress up every day and carry a sachet on his body, which was commonly known as Qiulan Zuopei.
Although he is also a military commander, compared with the majestic Master Song, he is truly in heaven and earth.
In her previous life, she had never heard that Lord Song had such small characters, so it was obvious that this made Lord Song unhappy. If he really shouted it out, Lord Song would be immediately displeased.
"Father, it's better not to call Lord Song like that," Xu Qinghuan said. "It's better to call him Song Chengxuan as usual."
An Yihou frowned: "That doesn't make you look distant."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Master Song has quite a certain rule in doing things. It is safest to be formal. Mrs. Song also calls Master Song Xuan Ge."
An Yihou thought for a moment and nodded: "I also heard Xue Chen mention it. In this case, it is inconvenient to call him like that."
After saying this, An Yihou's eyes fell on his daughter: "Don't wander around these days. It is not good to let the elders of the Song family know."
"How can you hide it?" Xu Qinghuan served tea to An Yihou. "A clear-minded person like Mrs. Song would have known what her daughter had done."
Moreover, a person's temperament can be hidden for a while, but not for a lifetime.
…
When it got dark, Xu Qingan entered the house panting.
His father trained him so ruthlessly that he even doubted whether he was going to sell him to become his son-in-law.
Just as he slumped down on the chair, he heard the sound of footsteps. He turned around and saw that the curtain was opened and Xu Qinghuan came in with Feng Chu. Feng Chu had a hot meal in her hands.
Xu Qing'an's eyes suddenly blurred with tears. In this family, she was the only one close to her.
Xu Qing'an wiped the corners of his eyes: "Sister, don't be sad, wait until I catch that pretty boy tonight and see what else dad has to say."
"What pretty boy?" Xu Qinghuan placed the food on the table.
"It's the Prince of Shunyang County. Today we followed him to Goulan Courtyard. That pretty boy took away three girls in a row. The youngest was only twelve or thirteen years old. He didn't know what he was going to do. Before he left, he was still outside Goulan Courtyard.
After turning around a few times, it was obvious that he was planning to sneak in at night. Master Zhang and I had already determined that we would definitely catch him."
