C16 Third Sister-in-law

"When she turned back, Luo Zhanmo had caught her red-handed." "You've been peeping at me!"

"I don't have any!" Subconsciously, he wanted to hide the painting.

"What are you writing, show me!" He got up and walked over to his little wife, who had peeped at him at least thirty times in case she was shy.

However, staring at him like this really affected Luo Zhanmo's work.

Sang Jinyou leaned against the table and covered the painting with her arm.

She didn't want to let Luo Zhanmo see her, just like when she was young. When she wasn't good enough, she feared that her big brother would come over and check her. When she thought of him being caught secretly painting, Sang Jinyou wanted to find a hole to hide in.

Luo Zhanmo, who was sitting beside her, pulled her into his arms and saw the painting under her arm. It was him!

He looked at the painting in surprise. Although it was not a masterpiece, it was still a work of both spirit and form.

Lowering her head to look at her shy wife, Luo Zhanmo couldn't help but recall her promise back at the inn. Warmth rushed up his heart and tightened around the person in his arms.

"Faint!"

"Grandpa?"

Luo Zhanmo's voice was filled with longing and a hint of unease. He lowered his head and looked into her eyes, "Always be like this, don't change."

"Good!"

Slowly pressing her lips, Sang Jinyou felt as if her body was no longer hers. Luo Zhanmo's aura was enough to control her completely.

It was even more dangerous than the king. But she could not bear to resist, to submit to him.

In the early morning, the courtyard was noisy and noisy. Sang Jinyou frowned slightly, subconsciously moving closer to the dark, rubbing against the warm wall of flesh in front of her, before fainting again.

Luo Zhanmo leaned on his elbow and looked outside, smiling at the person in his arms. Then, he reached out his hand to pull away her messy hair. The noise outside grew louder and louder. A hint of displeasure flashed across Luo Zhanmo's eyes. He gently covered Sang Jinyou's ears and asked in a low voice, "What's going on, Luo Jie?"

"The first lady was punishing the concubine outside the courtyard, and this servant went to persuade her, but the first lady's tone seemed to say that she didn't know how to behave …" "" "The first lady is punishing the concubine outside the courtyard, and this servant has gone to persuade the second lady that she doesn't understand etiquette …"

Sang Jinyou shook her body; she was about to wake up. Luo Zhanmo had no choice but to pull off his quilt and get out of bed, "Come in and wait!"

"As soon as he opened the door, Meilan and Soo Zhu entered the inner room. Luo Zhanmo walked out and glanced at the courtyard entrance." "Don't let anyone disturb Madame outside!"

"Yes sir!"

Luo Zhanmo strode out of the room, followed by Luo Ji. They arrived at the entrance to the courtyard.

When Zhou Hui heard the footsteps, he thought it was Sang Jinyou. He turned his head with a smile and his smile froze, "Second Master, Second Master, why are you here?"

With a faint smile on his face, Luo Xianmo asked, "Sister-in-law, what has my wife done to offend you? Do you need to teach your own concubine a lesson here?"

Zhou Hui's anger immediately dropped. He glanced at the despicable man kneeling on the ground and said in an insipid voice, "What are you talking about? Second Sister-in-law is virtuous and virtuous." This is … "That is …"

"Big Bro didn't come back to the manor last night. If you have time, why don't you go out and search for him? I'm afraid we'll have to add him to our party soon. Sister-in-law is in trouble!"

Luo Zhanmo turned around and returned to the courtyard, his face extremely unsightly. "Tell the madame to shake the woman at the backyard. If she doesn't have a good time, she'll forget about her identity!"

"Yes sir!"

When she got up, she smiled and helped Sang Jinyou sit up, "Our young master really loves you!" Don't you think so, Melly? "

"..."

No one replied. Soo Zhu turned her head to look at Meilan in puzzlement. Sang Jinyou also followed her gaze. Meilan was in the middle of packing up her clothes, looking completely out of sorts.

Sang Jinyou called out to her, but Melly didn't answer.

Soo Zhu's expression changed as she hurriedly stepped forward to pat her. "What are you daydreaming for, Miss didn't even hear your call!"

"When Melly came back to her senses, she saw Sang Jinyou looking at her with a thoughtful expression. She fell to her knees in panic." "Miss, this servant deserves to die!"

After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Luo Zhanmo walked in and glanced at the kneeling man. "What's wrong?"

Sang Jinjian smiled at him and asked as she dressed, "Meilan, is there any difficulty with your hometown?"

Meilan shook her head, clenching her hand in her sleeve. "It's almost done, thank you for remembering."

Sang Jinyou no longer asked about it, but she was still worried. In her previous life, she was always on the defensive and couldn't even protect her family. How could she have the time to care about Mei Lan and Xiu Zhu?

After breakfast, Luo Zhanmo left with the shopkeepers that had just returned. Sang Jinyou packed her things and prepared to return to the Sang Mansion, since Sang Jingrong's big day was less than half a month away. As her little sister, she had to appear many times now, especially now that she was married.

Before he could leave, Wang mama came running back from outside. "Madam, something big has happened to San Ye's courtyard!"

Sang Jinyou, who was picking out a present, asked, "What is it?"

"Lord San wants to give up his wife, the Jiang family has arrived!"

Sang Jinyou's hands froze as she turned to look at her in shock. "Wife?"

Wang mama nodded. "Yes, the front hall has fallen out. The madame has sent someone to instruct you not to go through the front door, since the carriage is ready."

"Alright, I understand." His sister-in-law wanted to avoid suspicion, so she had not spoken to him for so long. However, whether it was her eldest brother or third sister, they both once praised him for reading so many poems and books. He was so righteous that he would definitely become an official in the future!

There were only a few months left before the exam, and this sort of thing would more or less have an impact!

What could she do? Persuade? The madame had already spoken. If she continued to go, she wouldn't be sensible.

After thinking for a long time, Sang Jinyou sighed and held her head up in annoyance. She was still unable to do anything.

"Let's return to Sang Mansion!"

As they were approaching the Manor, Meilan suddenly felt strange. She kept looking outside, but when she saw Sang Jinyou glance at her, Senior Servant Li resentfully pushed her away. "Little girl Meilan, you're getting less and less interested in this job."

"Miss, can this servant …" Meilan's face was pale and her lips were trembling.

"If you have anything to do, go ahead." Sang Jinyou looked at her expression and felt his heart ache. What had forced Meilan to such a state?

With tears in her eyes, Meilan kneeled in the carriage and looked at Sang Jinyou. "Your servant will soon follow. Your servant has lost her composure these past few days. Please come back and punish me."

When Mei Lan left, Senior Servant Li and Xiuzhu accompanied her. Senior Servant Li spoke with dissatisfaction, "Miss, this old servant knows that you're spoiling your little girl, but don't let them forget their identities." "There is no limit to the rules."

After Senior Servant Li said this, she glanced at Xiu Zhu, who lowered her head and pouted, feeling wronged. Sang Jinyou nodded and smiled at Xiu Zhu.

Melly ran frantically across the street and into the alley. With every step she took, her heart was filled with remorse. Hate, how could she not hate? Xiao Jin had seized her innocence. From then on, she would no longer be a girl from a good family!

But want him to die? The closer they got to him, the more their faith faltered!

The old house was in ruins. There were blackened walls and broken piles of earth everywhere, and the door had been burnt to a small corner.

Meilan walked into the yard in a daze. The courtyard was full of ruins and the door frame had already been cremated. The remaining wooden frame would probably shatter if she touched it.

Tears fell drop by drop, and Melly sank to her knees with a thump.

"I-- Hate -- you!"

Sang Jingrong's wedding day soon arrived. Sang Jinyou only felt that this was more tiring than her marriage. She was like a spinning top in the morning and never stopped for the rest of the night.

After finding a gap with great difficulty, he sat down on the porch to catch his breath, looking at the full moon in the sky. Although he was tired, he felt very happy in his heart.

In this life, she was truly satisfied. Her family was well and well, and her husband was harmonious. She was the happiest woman in the world.

"Are you tired?" When she turned around, she saw Luo Zhanmo standing behind her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

An indescribable feeling welled up in his heart, and he blurted out, "Hubby!"

Luo Zhanmo's eyes were filled with excitement. He suddenly put his arm around her waist, bent his head against the wall, and kissed her passionately.

"No, don't..." she stammered, her ears red with embarrassment. This is... "Prince Xian's mansion …"

"Then let's go back to the manor!" Luo Zhanmo let go of her and regained his refined aura before turning around and walking away.

Sang Jinyou was caught off guard by his quick change.

He looked back at her calmly. "What are you waiting for?"

"Ah, good!"

On a rock garden, a man lightly rubbed a glass of wine with his finger and kept his eyes fixed on the area below the porch.

"Hey, fifth brother, why are you sitting so high?" "Could it be that there is a beauty?"

The man held the wine cup in his hand tightly. Under the moonlight, his facial features were three-dimensional, as if they were sculpted. There was a faint glow around them that made him look like an immortal.

The man lowered his head to look at the youth beneath the fake mountain and asked, "I always thought that night was a dream …" "Ol'nine, you said that the things you want already belong to someone else, what should you do?"

"A gentleman wants the beauty of adulthood. Since it belongs to someone else, why force it?"

"This is Ol'nine's answer, not mine."

That night, besides the newlyweds, all of them were supporting characters.

In the ancient times, when the name of the question was on the list, it was called Little Denko!

Sang Jingrong touched the phoenix crown and waited in boredom for her real husband.

"Creak ~ ~"

The door was pushed open and a few people came in. Then someone muttered something and the door closed again.

The sound of footsteps slowly approached. Sang Jingrong thought that she wouldn't be nervous, but she clenched her fists.

He opened his head and handed over a glass of wine.

Putting down the phoenix crown, the crown prince of Xian, Huangfu Su Qin, said with a smile, "Let's go to bed!"

Prince Xian was fifteen years old, a senior high school student, seventeen years old, the head of the young Jin Ling family. He had always carried the false title of a crown prince and drifted away from the world.

If it was too perfect, there was actually a Demon!