After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 67 So detailed

When Duke Yan Guo and Yan Beiheng came back, Mrs. Yan was sitting in the hall crying heartbrokenly.

Yan Beiheng hurried over and supported Mrs. Yan: "Mom, where is my sister?"

Mrs. Yan Er gritted her teeth and said: "Your sister has been sent to Li Shan by Yan Shubai. Your poor sister, she should have married in glory, but now she has become the laughing stock of the whole city. You

How will she live in the future!!!"

Yan Beiheng rushed back immediately after hearing the news, but unexpectedly it was a step too late.

Yan Beiheng was so angry that he slammed the table next to him. "Yan Shubai is going too far!"

"Uncle." Yan Beiheng suddenly looked at Yan Herong, "Yan Shubai bullies my sister like this, I can't bear it anymore."

Yan Herong said: "He won't live long."

"Uncle has always said that he will not survive, but isn't he living well now? Yan Shubai, the executioner, has had many lives on his hands, and now he is going to attack people in the mansion." Yan Beihengyue said more and more.

Angry, Yan Herong frowned as he looked at him.

Yan Beiheng has always been the next generation heir to the Duke's mansion that he carefully cultivated. Yan Herong valued Yan Beiheng, so Yan Hezhuo safely handed over his son to him before leaving.

But now that Yan Herong saw Yan Beiheng losing his composure and yelling because of this matter, he actually doubted whether his teachings to Yan Beiheng over the years were correct.

"The seven frosts and snow in Yan Shubai's body cannot be solved by anyone now. He is just waiting for his death."

Yan Beiheng couldn't restrain his anger: "But he has never died. Now that he has even killed his sister, who will he harm next?"

If Yan Shubai is not dead for a day, the sword hanging above his head will not fall for a day.

He has been competing with Yan Shubai since he was a child, and his family has always valued him. Even Yan Shubai's father, the Duke of Yan State, liked him more and taught him to read and write step by step, but ignored Yan Shubai.

Later, when he learned about Yan Shubai's life experience, he couldn't tell whether he was relieved or even more jealous.

He never thought that Yan Shubai's biological father turned out to be that person, which seemed to have trampled on his pride over the years. Later, Yan Shubai joined the army alone, established the Xiao Yiwei, and even broke out in the north.

He became famous.

But he, the next prince who was so loved and valued, seemed to be silent and incompetent, always under Yan Shubai's halo.

After finally waiting for Yan Shubai to be poisoned, he waited for the day when Yan Shubai would die from the poison, but why was Yan Shubai still alive and well?

Now his own sister was treated like this by Yan Shubai, but he did not dare to rush to Yan Shubai and ask for an explanation for his sister.

Mrs. Yan Er cried and begged: "Brother, you have to make the decision for Yue Ning. Bei Heng is such a biological sister. Yan Shubai insults Yue Ning like this, but he doesn't take our Duke's palace seriously!"

Yan Herong looked at Yan Beiheng and his son, and finally said: "I will seek justice for Yue Ning. Beiheng, please focus on your own affairs and don't be affected by this incident."

"Yes." Yan Beiheng's eyes lit up.

As long as Yan Shubai dies, the Duke's mansion will be his.

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When Song Jiuxi heard that Luo Feng had come back to report what happened in the Li Mansion, she thought for a while and asked Yan Shubai: "Can Er Madam Yan and the others swallow this breath?"

Yan Shubai said nonchalantly: "As long as I don't die, they will have to hold in their anger."

Yan Shubai's words sounded arrogant, but after the incident, no one came to trouble Yan Shubai, not even a question.

Even though Mrs. Yan and the others were resentful, they did not dare to come to Yan Shubai. Song Jiuxi once again realized the power of Yan Shubai to intimidate the Yan family.

Thinking of this, Song Jiuxi turned her head and looked at Yan Shubai, who was staring at a bowl of medicine for a long time with his head lowered.

People in the Yan Mansion probably couldn't imagine that the bloody-robed general who frightened them so much that they would have nightmares at night would make all kinds of excuses to escape because of a bowl of medicine every night.

Now that Yun Qin has been driven away, Song Jiuxi will not coax Yan Shubai to drink medicine.

Every time Yan Shubai waited until he could wait no longer, he would grit his teeth and drink the whole medicine in one gulp.

Song Jiuxi came out of the clean room and saw that Yan Shubai had not yet drunk the bowl of medicine. Song Jiuxi thought about Yan Shubai's support for her during the day, so she thought of giving Yan Shubai medicine.

Song Jiuxi picked up the silver spoon, stirred it, and said, "Yan Shubai, do your subordinates know that you are afraid of suffering when you drink medicine?"

Yan Shubai said with a cold face: "They don't have the chance to know." Even if they knew, they wouldn't live long.

Song Jiuxi said: "We should all show them that their general is worse than a child."

Song Jiuxi handed a spoonful of medicine to Yan Shubai's mouth. Yan Shubai suddenly said: "This is not how a lady gives medicine."

"Then how are you going to feed me?" Song Jiuxi raised her eyes and looked at him.

Yan Shubai raised his lips and the words he wanted to say were immediately speechless when he saw those clear, clean and shining eyes.

He was silent and drank the medicine without saying anything.

Song Jiuxi was surprised that he didn't make any excuses for taking the medicine this time. When he lay down at night, Yan Shubai suddenly grabbed Song Jiuxi's hand.

Song Jiuxi twitched for a while but then she frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yan Shubai coughed twice, feeling a slight itching and pain in his chest and abdomen. He said, "Madam, please keep me warm."

Because Yan Shubai had Qishangxue in his body, his body had always been like an ice cube, which was frightening to the touch.

Because Song Jiuxi often practices martial arts, she is in good health and has a high temperature on her skin.

Song Jiuxi thought that if Yan Shubai wanted to catch him, he should catch him. Yan Shubai rolled his eyes in the darkness. He turned sideways and leaned next to Song Jiuxi. Just as Song Jiuxi was about to move, Yan Shubai became dumb.

He coughed twice: "Madam, I'm very cold, but your body is so warm."

Song Jiuxi tilted her ears: "Don't move your hands or feet."

Yan Shubai's breath fell on her ear, making her feel a little unnatural.

"Okay, I won't move." Yan Shubai's voice was a little stiff, and he slowed down his breathing for a while.

One of Song Jiuxi's hands was held by Yan Shubai and placed against his chest. There was a thin layer of pajamas under his palm.

She hadn't withdrawn her hand just now, and it seemed strange to do so now.

Song Jiuxi forced herself not to think about this. She closed her eyes and fell asleep as soon as possible.

In the darkness, Yan Shubai's eyes were dark, and there was a hint of smile in his peach blossom eyes. He stretched out his hand and put his arm around Song Jiuxi's waist, but Song Jiuxi didn't wake up.

Martial arts practitioners will be very sensitive to strange smells around them even when they are asleep, but Song Jiuxi has become accustomed to Yan Shubai's breath around him for such a long time.

Even when Yan Shubai held her in his arms, she just struggled uncomfortably for a while, and then continued to fall asleep deeply.

Yan Shubai curled his lips. The little girl looked cold, but her body was as warm as a small heater.

And the waist is so thin!

Yan Shubai measured his hand, and then placed it on Song Jiuxi's waist without any further movement.

He closed his eyes, endured the pain and coldness in his chest and abdomen, and fell asleep with very little consciousness.

(End of chapter)