Her guards

Chapter 43 She and the Heir of the Valiant Earl

Standing on the second floor of the teahouse next door, you can only see Zhu Yunxiao's profile.

Even from the side profile, even without seeing his face, Yang Luo recognized Zhu Yunxiao the moment he walked out of the restaurant.

After all, the newlyweds had only been separated for less than two months.

However, I had never seen Zhu Yunxiao's face contorted in pain after being hit on the leg by A Sheng.

Yang Luo couldn't help but laugh.

In his previous life, Zhu Yunxiao was a famous and elegant young man in the capital. He was of good birth, good looks, good character, and skilled in both literature and martial arts. He was the perfect husband in the hearts of women.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yunxiao was engaged when he was still a child. Later, although his father-in-law died in battle and only had two daughters, and the family fell into decline, he remained devoted to his wife.

The noble ladies of the capital could only give up hope.

Yang Luo didn't even dare to have a heart.

Although she was immediately struck by Zhu Yunxiao's extraordinary beauty upon their first meeting.

That was at the temple, a rare occasion when she went out to offer incense to her mother.

She wanted to speak with her mother alone, so she avoided her aunt and uncle and sneaked into the main hall, where she saw the young man kneeling in front of the Buddha statue.

The sunlight shone on the young master, highlighting his tall and handsome figure, his refined features, and the sadness lingering between his brows, which softened his overall appearance.

The young man prayed for his wife's speedy recovery, then kowtowed devoutly and remained seated for a long time.

She was stunned for a moment until the young man noticed and turned around, their eyes meeting.

Yang Luo pressed her hand to her chest; it seemed as if her heart had stopped beating. She turned and ran away in a panic.

Later, while she was resting, she heard that the heir of the Marquis of Yongwu was sending greetings to his aunt. Yang Hui excitedly ran out to see what was happening, but she didn't go, partly because she was afraid, and partly because she had her own selfish reasons.

At that time, it seemed that if she didn't look at him, the young man would only exist in her sight.

A seventeen-year-old girl with budding romantic feelings is ridiculously silly.

Yang Luo chuckled self-deprecatingly. Later, his fervent prayers failed to save Zhu Yunxiao's wife's life, and Zhu Yunxiao became a widower.

The hearts of the noble ladies in the capital were rekindled.

Although the Marquis of Yongwu was unsuccessful in suppressing bandits at that time, Zhu Yunxiao was still a good choice for everyone to marry, even if it was a second wife.

At that time, she still didn't dare to have any romantic feelings for Zhu Yunxiao.

Although she was included in the Yang family genealogy and called Miss Yang, she knew that the wealthy and powerful families in the capital did not regard her as a noble lady, much less as a suitable match for marriage.

Unexpectedly, the Marquis of Yongwu's family came to propose marriage to her.

It is said that Zhu Yunxiao has taken a liking to her.

She clearly remembered the matchmaker relaying Zhu Yunxiao's words, saying that she was "gentle and kind, a good match for him."

She was in a daze and didn't know when Zhu Yunxiao had realized her gentle nature. Could it have been at the temple? But at that time, Zhu Yunxiao's wife was still alive, so she dared not ask or mention it.

She did not refuse the marriage proposal.

How could she refuse? She was overjoyed.

Thinking of this, Yang Luo raised her hand and slapped herself, the pain contorting her face.

How stupid.

Why not think about why this windfall happened to her?

Was she a beauty that could topple kingdoms or someone who was incredibly wealthy?

This is clearly a scheme.

Mo Zheng pushed the door open and came in at that moment, and saw Yang Luo hitting himself.

“Is Miss feeling guilty? There’s no need for that,” she said. “Although it was something you divined that didn’t actually happen, you were still frightened when you did the divination. A little revenge won’t offend Heaven.” Yang Luo was amused again and looked at the young guard.

He put on his young master's clothes again, and no one would recognize him as the beggar who had been holding a bamboo pole on the street just moments before.

He's good at pretending to be a beggar, good at hitting people, and good at it all without getting caught.

He is also good at traveling, good at making friends, and good at understanding every place he goes to.

Yang Luo smiled, looking at the young guard: "Heaven not only doesn't blame me, but also gives me such a great help."

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As Zhu Yunxiao entered Qing Shi Fang, he reined in his horse and looked at a mansion ahead.

The mansion was tall and looked impressive, but it appeared somewhat gloomy because the gates were closed and no one was coming or going.

Zhu Yunxiao's gaze fell on the two characters "Liwei" hanging above the door.

These two characters were written by His Majesty himself.

When Deng Shan was attacking the capital, the governor of Zhuozhou suddenly declared himself King of Yan and colluded with the Xiongnu, endangering the rear defenses.

Jiang Feng led his troops into Zhuozhou, personally beheaded the governor of Zhuozhou, and pursued the Xiongnu army. However, he was seriously wounded while repelling the Xiongnu and died when Deng Shan entered the capital to declare himself emperor.

Deng Shan was deeply saddened and posthumously bestowed upon Jiang the title of General Liwei, and also granted him an inscription for his residence.

This residence is now inhabited by Jiang Feng's wife and two daughters, as well as Jiang Feng's cousin and his family.

As Zhu Yunxiao was lost in thought, his attendant went up to knock on the door. The door opened a crack, and the person inside peered out. When they saw Zhu Yunxiao dismounting, they hurriedly opened the door.

"Oh dear, the young master is here—" the gatekeeper greeted him obsequiously, then called inside, "Quickly, go tell the master—"

"Which master?" Zhu Yunxiao interrupted him, his expression cold.

The gatekeeper, looking away fearfully, said, "I...I misspoke, Second Master..."

Zhu Yunxiao interrupted again: "Go and inform Madam that I have come to see Miss Jiang."

Before the gatekeeper could even duck out to report, a maidservant rushed out from inside.

"The young master has arrived." She glared at the gatekeeper, then said happily to Zhu Yunxiao, "Madam knew you were supposed to come today, so she had us waiting for you early."

Zhu Yunxiao nodded with a relaxed expression and stepped over the threshold, but his body stiffened and his brows furrowed slightly as he lifted his leg.

The maid asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Your Highness?" She then whispered an explanation, "Your Highness, please don't be angry. This is a distant relative from the clan. He doesn't know how to be a gatekeeper and doesn't understand anything. Madam is already planning to replace him..."

Managing a household requires knowing how to manage, not just replacing people. Zhu Yunxiao frowned inwardly, but smoothed his brows outwardly and said, "It's nothing, I just tripped a little." He then gestured for the maid to lead the way.

After passing the front yard, you can see the Jiang family's main hall. At a glance, you can see a slender woman sitting and embroidering, a young girl holding a book and reading, and under the eaves, an eight or nine-year-old girl is playing with a short sword.

Before the maid could speak, the girl had already seen Zhu Yunxiao and, overjoyed, rushed over with her short sword in hand.

"Brother-in-law—"

The sound drew everyone's attention. The woman smiled, while the girl frowned slightly, looking a little shy.

"Jiang Meng!" she shouted, "Don't be rude, what are you shouting for?"

Jiang Meng had already run up to Zhu Yunxiao. Hearing this, she grabbed Zhu Yunxiao's sleeve and shook it with a wronged expression: "Young Master, my sister won't let me call you brother-in-law."

Zhu Yunxiao said, "Then don't shout it in front of her, shout it in private."

After saying that, he looked into the hall.

Jiang Meng, who was standing beside her, giggled, and Jiang Rui, who was standing in the hall, also laughed, her eyebrows and eyes reproachful.

Seeing this, Madam Jiang smiled with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)