Han Zeyu was happily eating melons. Before leaving Wu'an Marquis Mansion, he unexpectedly saw a spy in black.
Han Zeyu waved his hand, meaning: "Brother, you are wearing a nightgown too! It's all fate."
The spy was a little stiff, looking at the man in black opposite him with confusion, thinking that he had never heard of other spies stationed in the Marquis' Mansion!
Han Zeyu waved his sleeves, not taking away a single snowflake.
The first snow of this winter must be accompanied by a spicy hot pot.
During the meeting, Tiezhu reported on the progress of the trial.
Han Zeyu and Su Shien nodded repeatedly after hearing this. It was worthy of being the Dali Temple, and its efficiency in handling cases was very high.
After dinner, Tiezhu did not forget to ask sincerely how to easily control his immediate boss.
Su Shien looked at him with admiration. The newcomer Niu Ma wanted to rebel, but he turned against Tian Gang.
Tiezhu’s immediate boss is the ungrateful Zhou Yi!
This is easy to do and can be done in minutes.
Tiezhu said he was all ears.
Su Shien coughed twice as a warning, but Han Zeyu pretended not to hear.
Evil will be punished by evil. It was Zhou Yi who wanted to attack his savior in the first place. This is what he deserves.
Close the door and put up the iron pillar, and let Tiehanhan create every ungrateful wolf equally.
Tiezhu subconsciously wanted to take out his notebook, but Han Zeyu stopped him. It was just a few words, there was no need to record it.
Tiezhu expressed his desire to hear more details.
Han Zeyu said calmly, "Just drag Ding Junjie to Zhou Yi to explain what a bottleneck period is. Remember to let Ding Junjie talk about the pain and struggle of stagnation."
Tiezhu wondered, would this really work?
Han Zeyu dared to guarantee that this trick would definitely work.
If he were to do it himself, he would definitely make Zhou Yi feel what it means to be heartbroken, and let Tiezhu see what it means to break through defenses.
When he gets home at night, he still has to work hard to organize records for his subordinates.
Zhou Yi felt tired and suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if he was being stared at by something.
Zhou Yi sneezed three times in a row. He thought it might be because it was snowing today and he caught a cold because he was not paying attention.
It can't be that there are three people talking about him at the same time, right?
…
Su Shien picked up Han Zeyu sideways and swung him around to exercise his arm strength.
There are benefits as well. In the past, he always felt sore in his arms after writing an article.
Now I don’t do that at all. It’s just writing, no difficulty at all.
I can write whenever I want, and my husband no longer has to worry about him getting frozen shoulder.
Grandma Han was selling melons, boasting: "A good wife brings less trouble to her husband. The smoke from your Su family's ancestral graves was not wasted. They earned it by marrying me into their family."
Su Shien was doing squats with a chuckle, thinking to himself, "I really want to thank you on behalf of all the ancestors of the Su family!"
Han Zeyu was thrown back onto the bed. He curled up in the quilt and rubbed his face against the silk quilt comfortably.
Suddenly I remembered something, put on my clothes and went downstairs quickly.
While Su Shien was stunned, he rushed out of the door like a whirlwind top.
Ask Han Zeyu how many steps are involved in a seizure?
Answer: It’s divided into five steps.
He pushed open the door of his own house, kicked open the door of the iron pillar, woke the person up and asked a question, then closed the two doors in succession.
The total time was no more than three minutes. Satisfied, Han Zeyu returned along the same route as if he had gone mad.
I felt that the air in the room was a little colder than before.
Han Zeyu took Su Shien's Erkang hand down and placed it on his own waist.
She tilted her head and said coquettishly, "Husband, I'm cold. Please carry me back home!"
Su Shien sighed. Perhaps when people are extremely speechless, they can only sigh.
"What are you doing so late at night? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
Han Zeyu took advantage of the situation and immediately snuggled into her husband's arms like a little bird, pretending to cough twice.
Seeing that the dog man was unmoved and his heartbeat remained unchanged, he returned to normal.
"I went to the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion today to watch the excitement, and I happened to catch a great show."
Su Shien was still very interested in this topic and asked Yu Ge'er to talk about it.
Han Zeyu immediately became energetic and talked a lot.
Half of the words are used to describe the old lady's heroic appearance when she slapped the Marquis of Wu'an.
At that time he was curious, are these real mother and son?
I just went to Tiezhu to verify it, and it turns out that the two are not related by blood.
The old lady is the old marquis’s legal wife, and the current Marquis Wu’an is the old marquis’s illegitimate son.
She gave birth to two daughters in her life, and several concubines in her family also gave birth to daughters.
It was not until the old marquis was in his thirties that he had such a son.
At that time, he thought that a biological child was better than an adopted one, so he registered the child under the name of his wife and raised him as his legitimate son.
In the years that followed, the old lady regretted it countless times.
If I had known that this boy was not worthy of being used, I would have chosen a talented child from the clan to adopt him.
It’s a pity that money can’t buy you early knowledge, and money can’t buy you regret medicine either.
Ning Yuanchen got into trouble because of the dark horse incident. At that time, the old lady said that she should come back to take a look, but the old marquis did not take it seriously, saying that they did not need to worry about such a trivial matter.
This time, that kid has caused a huge disaster. She felt horrified when she heard the charges against him.
In fact, before returning home, the old marquis was not spared and was punched several times by the old lady.
If it were because of him alone, the entire Wu'an Marquisate would be discredited or even stripped of its title.
What about her daughter?
Can they still hold their heads high and sit firmly on the position of mistress in their husband's family?
She has always had doubts about Ning Yuanchen's life experience. Now, regardless of whether he is a descendant of the Marquis's family or not, he must die to atone for his crime.
If the old lady's bottom line is touched, she will no longer tolerate it.
Even if the Dali Temple does not sentence him, she will sentence Ning Yuanchen to death.
Han Zeyu felt like writing another advertisement.
No, he had to hold back, paper and ink were expensive.
Su Shien saw someone's eager expression.
And seeing his hands messing around and having nowhere to put them, he knew that he was up to no good.
Su Shien took decisive action and hugged Yuger into his arms.
Take a break, you have too much energy!
He felt that if Han Zeyu was given a large floral quilt, he could wrap himself in it and perform a passionate and wonderful lion dance.
It has to be said that the person who knows Han Zeyu best is none other than Su Shien.
Han Zeyu was hugged so tightly that his voice was muffled: "Why are you hugging me so tightly?"
Su Shien readily said, "Didn't you say you caught a cold? Let me see if you have a fever."
If you ask that, it is indeed on fire.
Han Zeyu took the initiative and hugged the person's thin waist.
Su Shien immediately felt the long-lost suffocation.
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