The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 138 Turning on the Overlord Mode

There was no handle in his hand and he was caught by the fourth master. At this time, Ulanara Yixian was almost taken adrift when walking.

From now on, she will make the backyard of Baylor Mansion completely dark.

She just sat and waited for Tong Jinxian to come in, and when the time came, she would cry and kneel at her feet.

When she opened the door, she saw fourth master lying shirtless on the soft couch, and seeing the half moon on his shoulder the size of a teacup, Ulanara Yixian snorted coldly.

"Oh, Lord, it turns out that this is the moon on the shoulder that makes Nian Gao desperate. When Sister Tong enters the mansion, I must appreciate the one on her shoulder."

Ulanara Yixian twisted her handkerchief and said sarcastically.

"Su Peisheng, the dagger!" The back was bloody and bloody from the beating, and Yin Zhen sat up weakly and enduring the pain.

After receiving Su Peisheng's dagger, he actually stabbed him in the shoulder.

"Ah!" Ulanara Yixian didn't expect Fourth Master to be so cruel.

Without even frowning, he used a sharp dagger to gouge out the crescent moon tattoo on his shoulder.

Looking at the bloody human skin tattoo on the ground, Ulanara Yixian frowned.

She had a strong intuition that rice cakes were no match for fourth master's.

She fled to the ends of the earth no matter.

I'm afraid that in this life, I won't be able to completely separate myself from this sinister, violent, and paranoid man in front of me.

The rice cake will come back sooner or later, so Wulanara Yixian suddenly became energetic.

Originally, she wanted to take advantage of his illness to kill him, but after Si Ye died of anger, she happily became Si Baylor's widow.

But now, she decided to look after the fourth master for the rice cake before the rice cake came back.

Absolutely don't let those ghosts and monsters get close to fourth master.

"Nian Gao, look at these portraits, do you like any of them?" Nian Xialing squatted in front of the rice cake bed and asked softly.

In his hand was a thick stack of portraits, all of which were handsome young men.

"Sister, who do you fancy, brother must find a way to let him marry you."

Nian Gengyao, who was kneeling straight on the ground, looked at Nian Gaoer lying on the bed guiltily.

"You bastard, kneel down to me! It's all your fault!"

Nian Yaling casually took off his shoes and threw them on the forehead of his ineffective son.

"Father, you're talking as if no one really wants me, can you let me choose by myself, don't force me to go on a blind date."

The best state of love is evenly matched. Even if she really wants to find a man, she still needs to find a man who is well-matched.

Just give her pure love that does not contain any interests.

But now she has calmed down, and she doesn't want to touch anything related to feelings anymore.

That afternoon, Ulanara Yixian took the elder brother and the second elder brother to see Nian Yaoyue.

"Hui'er, have you stayed up late to study again recently? Why do you look sour?"

Nian Yaoyue looked at Hui'er's thin and haggard face with distress.

"Er Niang, my son is fine, take care of yourself first." Xiao Honghui hugged Er Niang's arm distressedly.

"Emiang, this is a wind chime made by my son. You can hear the beautiful music when you hang it on the window."

Xiao Hongsheng shook the wind chime in his hand and said.

Erniang likes to hear those ding-ding-dong-dong sounds the most.

"You have to listen carefully to what my mother-in-law said, you know?" Nian Yaoyue suppressed the pain of losing her child, holding her two sons in her arms.

On the eighth day of May, the whole city of Forty-Nine was filled with the sound of gongs and drums.

The prostitute daughter of the Tong family married Sibeile Yinzhen as the side Fujin, and the Tong family was the relative of the emperor's mother's family. No one in the world knew Tong Banchao.

Originally, the Tong family wanted to use a sixteen-carrying bridal sedan chair of the Fujin specification to send the wedding off.

However, the Sifujin Ulanara family went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation and was aggrieved, crying and making noises, and finally changed it to eight sedan chairs, but the dowry was still defiantly using the 72 sedan chairs only available to the first wife.

Listening to the movement outside, Nian Yaoyue, who was resting on the bed, covered her head with the quilt, pretending not to hear.

Yinzhen, who was dressed in wedding attire, greeted and sent off without sadness or joy all day long.

Came to the new house in a daze, lifted the hijab, and saw Jin Xian in full attire smiling at him.

"Fourth brother, you are finally Yue Yue'er."

Tong Jinxian was just about to reach out to hold the fourth brother's hand, but Su Peisheng's voice of a dog slave who didn't know how to flatter him came from outside the door.

"Master Baylor, it's not good. The mother in Fujin's room said outside that Fujin was not feeling well and that his stomach hurts so badly that he was dying. I told you to go and have a look~"

"Eunuch Su, if Fujin is not feeling well, he should go to the imperial physician. Why are you looking for me? Today is the wedding between Fujin and Lord Baylor. Did Fujin do it on purpose?"

Tong Jinxian's willow eyebrows stood on end in anger, if the fourth brother left her on the night of the wedding and went to Fujin's house, then how could she stand up in the backyard.

"Jinxian, there is one thing that I must tell you clearly. Marrying you is just a stopgap measure. What I can guarantee is that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life. That's all!"

If it hadn't been for the promise that Empress Xiaoyi would take good care of Jinxian, Yinzhen would even have thought of retiring the engagement.

But if this is the case, it will only force Jinxian to die. In the end, he still thinks of the kindness of Queen Xiaoyi's upbringing, and swallows this bad breath.

"She is Di Fujin, a decent wife, I hope you can respect Nala!"

Yinzhen removed the festive colored silk from his body, turned and left the room, leaving Tong Jinxian standing there weeping in a daze.

In the main courtyard of Fujin.

Jin Xian, who refused to drink the side Fujin tea, was holding Hui'er and reading a storybook.

"Ama~" Xiao Honghui rubbed his sleepy eyes, he didn't expect that Ama would come here suddenly.

"Su Peisheng, take the elder brother down and get some rest earlier."

At this time, only the ruddy and healthy Ulanara Yixian was left in the room.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the master is quite happy that the concubine is domineering, so from now on, the concubine will be unceremonious and domineering.

"You are Fujin Fujin, you have the final say in the backyard." Yinzhen happily has a good helper to take care of the backyard infiltrated by various forces for him.

"Play chess?" He set up the chessboard himself.

"Come~"

Early the next morning, Tong Jinxian, who was so angry that she didn't sleep well all night, came wearing the crown dress of the side Fujin to give the hairpin to the Fujin.

"Is Fujin still up?"

It's been almost two hours since I stood outside Fujin's door wearing a flower pot bottom, but I still don't see Fujin opening the door.

Tong Jinxian naturally knew that on the first day she entered the door, she was disowned by Di Fujin.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lord Belle made a fuss about Ben Fujin last night, and Ben Fujin's back hurts, hey, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to understand the sweet pain~"

Ulanara Yixian opened the door lazily, her clothes still a little messy.

This charming look after being favored made Tong Jinxian's teeth itch with hatred.

"Tsk, the Tong family is all over the country, how did you give birth to such a tight-knit iron cock like a younger sister!"

"Look at you, at least I'm going to prepare some emerald-studded flowers for Ben Fujin, why is it so shabby, take a velvet flower, and send the beggar?"

Ulanara Yixian threw the velvet flower on the ground with disdain, raised her foot and crushed it.

"My sister doesn't know the rules. Later, Ben Fujin will send a nanny to your courtyard to teach us the rules of Baylor Mansion."

(End of this chapter)