Dressed as a wronged stepmother, I was pampered by three villains

The small flame had been lit, and people from the bookstore rushed to grab it. This time, many people from the Jin family came, and they all stood in front of Jin Duoxin and pushed them away.

Miss Jin looked like she was going crazy. She raised the fire fold and threw it on the bookshelf. Everyone's hearts were in their throats, but her arm suddenly turned in a different direction, and the fire fold flew straight towards Zhang Biluo.

Zhang Biluo subconsciously covered her face and thought to herself: Damn it, this bitch is really a lunatic! I must have lost my mind, how could I fight with her? How could I, a little widow, have any backer? I should have pretended to be pitiful just now!

I thought that by delaying the time, the child's father could bring about a turn of events. Zhang Biluo, you are too naive. If you are killed, they will snatch the child!

Seeing the small flame flying in front of me, I heard two "swish" sounds, and two arrows came through the wind. One knocked the fire off, and the other pierced directly into Jin Duoxin's palm.

"Ah—my hand!"

Miss Jin let out a scream and rolled on the ground in pain. Zhang Biluo's heart finally returned to her throat, and she felt an unreal feeling about the rest of her life.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hoofbeats was approaching, and Xing Jing arrived with his people and took the Jin family away. Zhang Biluo, the director of the bookstore and Dr. Tea from the teahouse were also brought to the county government as witnesses.

The county magistrate, Pang Pangren, did not show up, let alone go to the hall, and even wrote his testimony in a sloppy way.

Zhang Biluo was invited to drink tea by Xing Jing to calm down her shock, and asked: "Master Xing, the bookstore is under the supervision of the government and not privately owned. The eldest daughter of the Jin family has no integrity in her words and deeds. How will the Yamen deal with it?"

Xing Jing sighed, "It's embarrassing to say that the Jin family has a close relationship with Pang Pang. Mr. Jin has just arrived. Pang Pang said that the bookstore is fine this time and no one was injured. It should be treated as a verbal dispute."

Zhang Biluo took a sip of tea and said, "That's it. No wonder he's so unscrupulous."

Xing Jing remembered something and sighed again, "I'm afraid Madam Zhang's storybook will not be printed again in the future. If you don't mind, I will help you take the manuscript to a neighboring county. With Madam Zhang's ability, someone will definitely accept it."

Xing Jing is 100% capable!

Zhang Biluo's gratitude was beyond words, "Thank you very much, Mr. Xing for taking so much trouble!"

Xing Jing hesitated to speak, but finally stopped. Although he knew the identities of Yan Beichen and Zhang Biluo, he had to swallow this matter in his stomach.

He suppressed the explosion and never told anyone else. General Yan's injury was not yet healed. This was neither the capital nor a military camp. It would be dangerous if someone knew about it.

Just because Xing Jing didn't speak out, it doesn't mean that he didn't persuade Pang Pang. Can Lao Pang offend Yan Beichen, the giant Buddha? If Mrs. Yan's words are banned, the county government will not be destroyed!

However, Lao Pangfei didn't listen.

Zhang Biluo didn't know that Xing Jing had such rich psychological activities, so he expressed his gratitude again: "Master Xing, thank you for saving your life today."

Xing Jing felt ashamed again, "I rushed there as soon as I received the news, but it was still too late. If it hadn't been for those two sharp arrows, the consequences would have been disastrous."

Zhang Biluo was stunned. Those two arrows were not shot by Xing Jing, then who could they be?

At this time, the testimonies of the bookstore director and Dr. Cha had been collected, and no one wanted to wait any longer. They signed and left the Yamen quickly. Xing Jing personally sent Zhang Biluo back to Qingliu Lane, and far away he saw Yan Beichen holding the little boy

Bao was sitting in a wheelchair and waiting for her at the door.

Xing Jing bowed from a distance and then left.

"Mr. Ji, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Biluo asked.

"Go in and talk." Yan Beichen said.

Zhang Biluo opened the door and entered the hospital. Yan Liu immediately pushed the wheelchair in, then closed the door from the outside and stood guard at the door.

"Mr. Ji, why are you interested in chatting with me today?"

Yan Beichen said calmly: "Why bother pretending? You clearly know who I am."

"Didn't you pretend it first?" Zhang Biluo moved a bench and sat down, "Now that we've talked about it, let's sign the book of peace and separation. Have you finished carving the chess pieces? Dabao has been waiting for several days.

You can’t give up your choice before filming is over.”

"We broke up?" Yan Beichen frowned, "Do you think I want to make peace with you?"

"Isn't it obvious? Divorce your wife and snatch the children. This is your purpose. A few days ago, you secretly robbed her, but now you can't hold it back anymore, right?"

Yan Beichen frowned, "There really is no trust between you and me."

"You actually have the nerve to trust me? Where have you been during the past few years since we were married? Have you protected us four mothers? You are a loyal minister to the country, but to the Yu family, you are just a name, other than that

It's of no use at all. I, Zhang Biluo, have nothing to say to you, and I also know that you despise me, so what are you waiting for if you don't leave?"

"It seems that you are determined to leave."

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time! You're not the only one who doesn't want to make do. I also yearn for freedom, okay? But let's start with the ugly talk. I can't give you the child. As long as they are willing, I will always take the three cubs with me.

, Never leave and never give up.”

"You said I came to steal the child, how could I give it to you so easily?"

"General Yan, how is the mistress of the Hou Mansion now? You know better than me. If you marry a sweet-faced and bitter-hearted person in the future, Dabao and the others will suffer. Yes, Dabao belongs to your Yan family, but you have a biological son.

What will you do next? Will your future wife, your sister-in-law, and your stepmother tolerate the eldest grandson of Yan Longcheng? General Yan, I don’t think you are naive, but I think you don’t understand the concubine."

"What will you do if I neither kidnap my children nor divorce my wife?"

"Come on," Zhang Biluo smiled, "I am self-aware and I am not from the right family. Although we are husband and wife, we have never brought a case against each other. There are also rumors that I was kidnapped by bandits. I don't think you can tolerate me, Yan.

The house can't even accommodate it.

In this case, it’s better to break up with each other happily. I will be a female householder in the future. My eldest daughter will be amazing if she doesn’t become the little marquis. My second treasure will be the apple of my eye even if I don’t become the daughter of the marquis. Even if my little treasure talks more than

Others are late, but if they don't delay, they will be full of knowledge and be elegant in the future. My child can be a swordsman and a horse, and his literature can be the best in the world, so why should he be raised by a marquis?"

Yan Beichen tapped his fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair a few times, and then asked, "But what if you get married again?"

"In the whole Daxi, no one can agree with me. No one is willing to understand Zhang Biluo, and I am not willing to accommodate myself, so theoretically, I should not get married again."

"If it's Heli, your mother's family doesn't care about you, and you don't have a backer, what should Dabao and the others do if they are bullied?"

"If it's the level of the one at the Meng Museum, I can tear it up myself. If I can't afford it..." Zhang Biluo glanced at Yan Beichen, "After all, he is the nominal father of the children. If something happens to him,

, wouldn’t you be kind enough to lend a helping hand?”

As he spoke, Zhang Biluo suddenly lowered his head and shed tears, "It's so hard for me, I'm a widow..."

Yan Beichen held his forehead and said, "Stop being pretentious, I'm not dead yet, and you are not a widow now."

"Then let's hurry up and write and leave the book now?"

"So urgent?" Yan Beichen smiled, "Zhang Sanniang, why don't we make a deal?"