My Wife Has Been Blackened

The Zhou family held the funeral soon.

It's just that the funeral is closed and no one is allowed to offer condolences. It's extremely simple.

Several members of the Zhou family were dressed in white clothes, linen and filial piety, and Zhou Chengli was in ordinary clothes.

Everyone didn't say anything. As a man, Zhou Chengli was pitiful and hurt his self-esteem. He doesn't want to wear all white, so let it be.

In his life, he had never said a serious word about Yang Shi, but he didn't want to end up like this in the end.

Even though everyone wanted to hide it from Zhou Yanci, Zhou Yanci also changed into plain clothes and came to Zhou Mansion secretly.

Zhou Boyue knelt beside the brazier with a dull expression. Since Yang's death, he hasn't said a word.

Xie Yinghui followed behind Yanyan, looked at the gate of the Zhou family and sighed secretly.

This place was the place where she was imprisoned to death in her previous life. The high-spirited man in the memory was now full of decadence, and also filled with a bit of violence.

What surprised her was that the man in charge of the mansion was Zhou Laosan.

And that simple and honest face was clear. Seeing Xie Yinghui looking over, she was slightly taken aback, then hooked the corners of her mouth and nodded.

"Yanyan really doesn't need to come here, it's not something glorious." The third child sighed and handed her the yellow paper.

"When I lit the fire today, the fire couldn't even be ignited." The third child said flatly.

"I can't die with peace in my eyes. I died at the hands of my own son, who is still my favorite son." Zhou Er Er sneered. He co-authored everything and gave it to the fourth child for so many years, and now he can't get anything?

There was no expression on Zhou Yan's face, and he tore the paper one by one and threw it into the brazier. The dying flame ignited the moment she threw it down.

Zhou Boyue's eyelashes and eyebrows were burned as he knelt there in a daze, and sparks were ignited on his head.

"Second brother, don't say a few words." The third child frowned.

"She was not allowed to be buried in the Zhou family's ancestral grave, so she was sent back to the Yang family. Didn't Yang Wanfu rely on her all the time, so he sent her back. Be the natal family that she has been thinking about all these years, and the family that she has always missed." Zhou Chengli's face He has aged a lot, and his eyes are very cloudy.

Looking at Zhou Laosi, he turned his eyes away.

Yang Shi has high hopes for him, so it's not like he has no expectations, it's just that he is not as partial as Yang Shi.

"Tomorrow I'm going to sneak into the western countries, and you and my father will be the supervisors of the country. Dozens of veterans in the court will assist you, so don't worry." Zhou Yan's words frightened Zhou Laosan to his knees. Shaked.

"No, I just regained my sanity, you..." The youngest stared wide-eyed, why does it feel better when I was stupid...

"Farewell, I left a message to the new emperor who succeeded to the throne two days ago in Beijiang. If something happens to you, she will even come to help you even if something happens to you." I was taken aback for a while.

"So, what inhumane thing did you do to her?" You raised your eyebrows. His face was unbelievable.

The new emperor of Beijiang, rumored to be a bloodthirsty maniac, murders people when he sees them, kills gods when he sees them, he is simply cruel and heartless.

As if descending from the sky, he rushed into the northern border, led the army like a broken bamboo, and defeated the northern border army steadily.

That's all, even those who surrendered, she would kill without mercy. Those who resist stubbornly will still be killed without mercy. If she breaks the city, she will be killed. In northern Xinjiang, she is not called the new emperor, but the Northern Xinjiang Killing God. Call crazy.

Behind her are followers who are loyal to her, and she doesn't need anyone's surrender to add icing on the cake.

How could such a person be there at any time?

Zhou Yanci laughed a little scary: "You will know when you summon her."

Looking at her, Zhou Laosan suddenly felt that he didn't want to meet the female evil star of Northern Xinjiang.

After simply handling Yang's funeral, Zhou Chengli had a meal with his family. He took Zhou's second child and his second daughter-in-law back to his hometown in Quanfu Town.

He just took Yanyan's hand and said, "Yanyan, if you are bullied, father will come to pick you up. Father will always open the door for you."

Xie Yinghui, who had never received much love from her father since she was a child, was moved to tears.

Tweeted and asked her to say something.

Then Yan Yan said slowly: "Father, if you are bullied, my daughter will bring the three armies to see you. I have already changed the county magistrate and magistrate of Quanfu Town for you. My daughter will always be your daughter, and this is also the case. Overlord of the world."

Xie Yinghui who is feeling tender...

Zhou Chengli......

Song Laoqi: Hehe, your father will always be your father, that's how she hangs herself.

On the second day, after Zhou Yanci explained the matter, he only took Song Laoqi, Prince Ding's son, and Xie Yinghui and set out on the road.

National teacher, accompany you all the way.

It is said that she has not been back to her mother's house for a long time, and she wants to go back to visit relatives?

Zhou Yanci guessed that he probably went back to see his love sister Saintess who spent 30 years of life in exchange for it?

Even so, it has only changed a few years.

Along the way, the national teacher was worried, always felt that the journey was bloody and bloody, and even wanted to dissuade Zhou Yanci several times, it would be better to give birth to a child, and that's all.

"Just because you can bear the cuckold on your head doesn't mean everyone can." After glancing at the national teacher, he walked away with his head held high.

"Even if my sister-in-law can bear the cuckold, I will chop him up too! I want to see, which bitch dares to seduce my brother, he is blind, such a good sister-in-law don't want it!" Xie Yinghui snorted angrily, watching Prince Ding's son has a big head.

Zhou Yanci has been pregnant for more than five months, and the national teacher feels apprehensive when seeing her big belly.

All the way in a horse-drawn carriage, I hurried and hurried, and when I arrived in the western country, it was also the twelfth lunar month. Zhou Yanci's stomach is more than seven months old. Looking at it from a distance, it looks like it is about to give birth.

"This saint of Lanzhao Kingdom, originally a weak woman, but because she cares about the people and the world, she is the messenger chosen by God. She is lonely and helpless all her life, and she only prays and sacrifices for the people of the world. Every generation is short-lived and dies The most brilliant years. Now the saint is in her last few years..." The storyteller took a sip of tea, and the judges hurriedly rewarded him, whetted his appetite, and seeing everyone shouted in unison, he continued continue.

Zhou Yanci and the others have been rushing for more than a month, and now they are about to enter the outskirts of Lan Zhaoguo. At this time, the storyteller happened to talk about the saint.

"The saint is so pitiful, how can I save the saint?" A little girl burst into tears, looking so distressed for the saint.

"Don't worry about this daughter, this heaven has the virtue of loving life, let alone such a pure and flawless holy woman who is selfless and selfless for the country and the people. Her life can only be explained by the decline of the sky. How can it be so easy to find people who are in decline? The world is so big, dozens of generations of saints, only two generations have found it. Our saints are the lucky ones..." The storyteller nodded, and someone carried a plate After walking a group, when passing by Zhou Yanci, Zhou Yanci threw an ingot of gold.

The storyteller glanced at her.

"Speak quickly." The crowd urged. This teahouse relies entirely on this storyteller to support its business.