Rebirth of a Star General

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"My wife seems to have misunderstood something." He Yan only spoke for a while.

She didn’t say it. For a moment, Tang Ying was excited, pointing at her nose and scolding: “Misunderstanding? You and Fan Cheng had their heads and tails before I started, and it’s unclear when I get married to him. , Are you very happy to be someone else’s outside room? I think you are not dead, and I want to be my mistress of the Fan family!"

He Yan has a headache.

This lady is very unreasonable, and she looks beautiful and beautiful, so unpleasant to say. She said in earnest: "Mrs. May wish to inquire carefully, I have the same confirmation knowledge as Fan Gongzi, but since the wife started, I have never found Fan Gongzi."

"You bullshit, if you haven't found him, how can he give you something?"

"I also have a headache for this. If the wife can persuade Fan Gongzi not to do this, the folk girl is really grateful."

After she said this, she saw Tang Ying staggering a few steps, fell into a chair, and two lines of tears slid down her face. "Damn...it's bastard!"

He Yan looked at her sympathetically, and the fool could see that Fan Cheng was not a good match. Even if you don’t look for He Yan, you will find other women in the future. He Yan is ignoring this son of Fan, but there are not many other people in the world who are willing to commit to climbing high branches. The eldest daughter of the servant Lang is more than enough to match Fan Cheng. With such a beautiful family, would it not be a pity to tie the rest of his life together with Fan Cheng?

The maid and grandma near Tang Ying hurriedly approached, comforting Tang Ying in a low voice. It took a while for Tang Ying to dry her tears.

"You little bitch, used to lying, how can I listen to your nonsense for a while," she said.

"What does the lady want?" He Yan looked at the sky. "It's not too early, I should go back."

"Go back?" The words were to comfort Tang Ying's wife, "You have done such shameless things, and you want to go back. You have to stay here until our wife doesn't really want to deal with you!"

He Yan: "...Do you dare to imprison me privately?"

The woman looked at He Yan contemptuously, "The little door and the small family came out, they were ignorant, how could this be considered imprisonment? Since you are the one our younger master is looking for, that is half of the Fan family. Grandma As a mistress, shouldn’t it be a lesson to teach a servant? Even if we go to the government, we have reason!"

He Yan was all ridiculed, how could such a serious nonsense.

Seeing He Yan smiled, Tang Ying, who was a little hesitant, was angry, and only said: "Tie her up and throw it into the back room, starve her for one night, and see her still so arrogant tomorrow!"

In the end, it was the young lady from the big family who had just married into the husband's family. They hadn't had time to learn those thunderous and hearty methods. They wanted to be angry, that is, to tie people to hunger and hunger. He Yan lightened her breath easily, as long as she didn't use the knife, she was not afraid, but was holding the identity of Big Girl He, afraid of causing trouble to the He family.

The women rushed up and bundled He Yan into a ball like a chicken. He Yan didn't move from beginning to end, obediently letting them be bound, Tang Ying looked at him, and he felt dull again.

After they were tied up, He Yan was thrown into the bed in the back room. The maid asked, "Grandma, do you want to keep someone here to guard..."

"What to leave?" Tang Ying said angrily, "Leave her here alone, staying dark, and see if she is afraid. If she is robbed by a passing thief," she showed a vicious smile, "I see Fan Cheng Don't want her!"

A group of people walked far away, and there was no more movement in the yard.

He Yan was lying on the bed with his hands and feet tied, looking quietly at the bed tent.

Not to mention, this bed is quite soft, and the tent looks at the delicate soft veil, so it seems that Grandma Fan is quite good to her prisoner. Suddenly, she sighed, "The same person has different lives. The house where Mrs. Fan casually settled is more gorgeous than the house carefully built by the He family."

And this house is still empty, is it a waste?

She thought thoughtlessly, confirming that there was no more movement outside, and spent another tea effort before moving.

The hands tied are a little uncomfortable, but the method of tying people is still indiscriminately tying dumplings. She tried to reach out and touch the knot, to know that when she entered the barracks for ten days, she was learning how to unbuckle and knot. This kind of button without regulations is the simplest.

He Yan touched the shape of the knot button, determined that it could be solved, and then stretched out his hand to find the solution. Who would have heard the footsteps of someone outside when he just wanted to move. The footsteps were extremely quiet, and she had excellent ear power. When she heard that she should be a man, she stopped her movements and looked sideways out of the door.

Is it really called Tang Ying, and there are really flower-picking thieves?

The sound of footsteps approached step by step, and He Yan also got a little nervous. He felt for a long time in the sleeve, and touched a sharp pointed bamboo branch.

It's too expensive to build a hidden weapon in the weapon workshop. Now she cuts down on food and clothing. Even the hidden weapon picks up bamboo to cut by herself. He Yan thought about it and felt sad for herself.

The footsteps had arrived, the door was pushed open, and a man dressed as a guard came in.

He didn't expect He Yan to have his eyes open, his mouth was blocked by a rag, he was looking at him quietly, but he was startled, and then quickly walked and whispered in He Yan's ear: " Don’t be afraid, Miss He, let me help you.”

It turned out not to gather flowers, but to save lives.

The guard removed the rag in He Yan's mouth and carried He Yan on his shoulder, saying, "The servant will send you out first."

He Yan was very unaccustomed to this posture, making her feel as if she had become a captive of someone else, and was almost dragged out by the enemy forces to behead her.

But is it good for others to say anything?

The **** brought He Yan to a carriage, and the carriage quickly left the Fan's house. He Yan said nothing, but the guards were a little hairy.

He thought he heard He Yan crying and screaming when he came in. After all, Miss He was a timid and weak woman. Who knew that when he came in, He Yan had nothing to do. Even if her mouth was blocked, the expression on her face was curious and cautious, but she was not afraid.

The guard had never seen such a woman, and inexplicably felt a little trembling in her heart. Fortunately, the carriage ran very fast, and it was about a minute of incense.

The **** helped He Yan off the carriage.

It was already dark.

In the night, the Chunlai River became quiet and quiet without the excitement of the day. On such a night, many paintings should have been playing here, singing and dancing, drinking and drinking. Because of the drizzle and the cold wind today, only a few boats were floating in the river, and a little fishing fire seemed very lonely.

He Yan raised his head, and the dense rain fell on his face, cold and itchy. She looked into the distance and said, "What are you doing here with me?"

The guard did not dare to look at her face and clenched her fists: "Master is waiting for you on the boat in front, and the minions will send you over."

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