After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 455 This Is Not Acting
Zhang Yiming could understand her inner feelings at the moment, and quickly wrote on her palm: "It's okay, he will get better."

"What do you mean?"

Feng Yin turned her head in astonishment, and looked at the man questioningly, her eyes were full of these words.

"The bloody man just now is actually An Yi."

Zhang Yiming's fingers are fast, but his eyes are still observing the situation outside the car from time to time, "The real blockers have retreated into the mountains by themselves."

Seeing what he wrote clearly, Feng Yin understood a little bit.

When An Yi received Zhang Yiming's order to break other people's legs, he probably had already lost his mind.

Otherwise, no matter how good his kung fu is and how weak his opponent is, the number is still there.

Even if people didn't resist standing there and let him beat them, it would be impossible to come back so quickly if so many people's legs were to be broken.

What's more, since it is an enemy, no matter how weak it is, it will resist a few times.

At that time, my husband and wife were still in the car and had limited understanding of the situation outside.

Therefore, I never thought that Yi Anyi's kung fu as Feng Yin's bodyguard would be betrayed by a few people who blocked the road and robbed him.

and so……

Thinking of this, Feng Yin's pupils shrank.

She grabbed Ning Yiming's handwriting: "But An Yi's leg was kicked and broken."

"fine."

Zhang Yiming patted her hand reassuringly and wrote, "Since they have been with you for so many years, this injury can't stop him."

The point is, Zhang Yiming felt that with Yingyi's personality, Anyi would not be the only one to follow their husband and wife this time.

There must be other arrangements in the dark.

Only when An Yi was about to kick An Yi in the mouth would he interrupt him at the right time.

And let him go to Yuhe County to surrender.

In fact, turning himself in was just an excuse, the real purpose was to let him go back and inform Yingyi, telling them that there were a group of people of unknown origin here.

As for how many people followed in secret, and what kind of orders they received, Zhang Yiming didn't know.

Since their husband and wife are not in fatal danger for the time being, it is the best choice for the person in the dark not to come out.

After seeing what Zhang Yiming wrote, Feng Yin fell silent.

She lowered her eyebrows and motioned Zhang Yiming to read a book, so as not to be seen by others.

The rest of the journey was silent, it was almost noon, the carriage happened to pass by a neighboring county, and the driver in front stopped slowly.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and quickly scanned the interior of the carriage.

He quickly retracted his eyes and asked respectfully: "Master, madam, we've arrived in Lanhe County, do we need to stop for something to eat?"

"Snapped."

Zhang Yiming flicked the book in his hand to the desk, stared at the coachman with cold eyes: "You old boy, where are those eyes looking?"

"Believe it or not, the master poached your eyeball."

"Don't think that if my master named you An Yi, you can live a comfortable life today."

Feng Yin listened to the movement, looked like she had just woken up, sat up from the low couch in shock, looked blankly at Zhang Yiming, then at the coachman.

With a bad face, he said: "I said, why are you crazy, you old man, don't you know that my mother is sleeping?"

Then he got up and twisted Zhang Yiming's ears: "Say, who are you trying to scare by making such a big noise?"

Although Zhang Yiming was taller than her, he was only in the carriage at the moment, and he was still sitting on the stool.

The ear was caught by Feng Yin.

He cooperated with her strength and shouted: "Oh, my lady, my lady, it hurts."

"My husband is not targeting you, it's An Yi, that old boy, with dishonest eyes, who dared to lift the curtain of our car."

Hearing the man's words, Feng Yin paused, looked at the restless man standing on the ground with poisonous eyes, and asked ferociously: "Is everything the master said true?"

(End of this chapter)