Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

Zhang Ji lost his temper after being hit by a wine glass, feeling that he had lost face in front of the woman he loved.

"I, Zhang Ji, only love Yu Ling in this life!"

"Wow!" With the strength of his drink, Zhang Ji roared and lifted the dining table with both hands. The sound of breaking dishes disappeared, and the whole room instantly became quiet.

Shen Jingyu, who was still holding the wine glass in his hand, suddenly laughed: "This banquet is really interesting."

"Your Highness..."

Zhao Nianwei subconsciously grabbed Shen Jingyu's clothes. She knew that he was angry.

Pang Qi, who heard his young master's roar, hurried to the courtyard and heard two more muffled sounds. Then Zhao Yulun and Zhang Ji broke through the door at the same time and flew out.

"Master?!"

Pang Qi was shocked and wanted to step forward to check Zhang Ji's condition, but Wen Wu behind him held down his shoulders.

"Mr. Pang, please be patient."

"You!" Pang Qi was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"Xiao Lun! Xiao Lun!"

"Brother! Are you alright!"

Zhou and Zhao Yuling hurriedly ran out of the room and ran to Zhao Yulun's side.

"Rainbell."

Zhang Ji covered his chest with eyes full of hope, hoping to gain the other party's worry.

Disappointment was much faster than hope. Zhao Yuling half-knelt beside Zhao Yulun without even looking at Zhang Ji from beginning to end.

In the room, Zhao Erhe pointed at Shen Jingyu with trembling fingers and said angrily: "Yulun is your brother! You can even kill your brother?!"

He wouldn't be so angry if he just kicked Zhang Ji away, but how could he bear it when his own son was also kicked out? !

"Ferhe! Shut up!"

Zhao Shanhai looked at Shen Jingyu uncertainly and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, I made you watch a joke today."

"A small Zhang family in Luyang dares to lift the Zhao family's table, hahaha."

Shen Jingyu smiled meaningfully, and his voice contained some vitality, which clearly reached Pang Qi's ears.

Pang Qi's face changed suddenly. The Zhang family naturally understood that breaking off the engagement was to offend the Zhao family, but instead of offending like this, they might also offend His Highness the King of Song.

Although the Zhao family is now in decline, there are two or three pillars who can step into the hall after all. If he and His Highness the King of Song are blowing wind in that ear, the Zhang family may be in trouble.

My shoulder hurt, and a message from Wenwu came to my mind: Mr. Pang, there is no need to be nervous, and don’t forget what I just said.

Pang Qi's clenched fist suddenly loosened. He was not an idiot, so he naturally understood the deeper meaning of this sentence.

At that time, he was afraid that this was a trap set up by the Zhao family and the King of Song, and he was waiting for the Zhang family to jump in.

Now it seems that this is just a game set by King Song, a game that the Zhang family must enter.

Zhao Shanhai's expression turned ugly when he heard this. For the sake of the overall situation and the future of the Zhao family, he had to endure what happened today no matter what!

"Go and see how Zhang Ji is doing." Zhao Shanhai motioned to Su and Zhao Nianwei.

"Uncle, my cousin's hand was injured just now. Let's bandage it first."

Shen Jingyu took out a white handkerchief and gently held up Zhao Nianwei's bleeding hand.

Just now, Zhang Ji lifted the table and the splashing porcelain pieces made a long and narrow hole.

Zhao Shanhai felt a headache and tried his best to control his emotions and said gently: "Xiaoyu, could you please take Nianwei to the pharmacy for a bandage."

Shen Jingyu nodded, holding Zhao Nianwei's hand and walking towards the Zhao mansion's pharmacy.

Zhao Erhe stood aside and everything he wanted to say was stuck in his throat. He had no choice but to listen to his elder brother since he was a child, even now.

"Alas!" Zhao Erhe gritted his teeth and tossed his sleeves, and went to check on Zhang Ji's condition before Su.

The farce seems to be coming to an end here.

On the top of the attic, Shen Yi'an shook his head with unfulfilled satisfaction.

He thought that the Zhao family and the Zhang family were going to have a big fight, but Zhao Shanhai was more tolerant than he thought. Next, it was up to him to see how his fourth brother would continue to operate.

He is really looking forward to how the Zhao family will end under Shen Jingyu's control, and he doesn't mind adding more fuel to the fire when necessary.

After returning, ask the Chamber of Commerce to send people to keep an eye on the master and servant of the Zhang family.

Shen Yi'an sent a message to hide the disaster.

Hidden disaster nodded and said: Yes, Your Highness.

Well, let's go.

The two left quietly from the Zhao Mansion one after the other.

On the other side, in the pharmacy, the servants retreated. Shen Jingyu personally applied healing medicine to Zhao Nianwei's hand and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It's... not bad." Zhao Nianwei looked at Shen Jingyu's face and was lost in thought for a moment.

"Your bones are okay, why don't you practice martial arts?"

The true energy in Shen Jingyu's palms surged, helping the wound to quickly absorb the medicinal effect.

"Father said that I will get married sooner or later, and it is useless to learn martial arts. It is better to learn more husbandry skills." Zhao Nianwei pursed her lips and replied.

"Haha, after all these years, his impression on me has not changed."

Shen Jingyu smiled sarcastically and gently held up the tender catkins with his big hands: "If you knew some martial arts, how could you be injured today?"

"Are you feeling sorry for me?"

After asking, Zhao Nianwei regretted it. She was thinking about something unrealistic.

"Yes, I feel sorry for my woman." Shen Jingyu nodded.

"You..." Zhao Nianwei was startled, not knowing why a layer of mist rose up in her eyes, but the big hand was already holding her cheek.

"If you wait a little longer, you can move to Prince Song's Mansion."

Zhao Nianwei's pupils trembled, and she didn't know what she meant: "What do you mean..."

"literal meaning."

Shen Jingyu gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhao Nianwei's eyes, stood up and said again: "The wound has healed. Wait for two days for scabs to form. Don't worry, there will be no scars."

"Thank you... thank you..." Zhao Nianwei lowered her head and carefully touched the scabbed wound, and thanked her softly like a little girl who had done something wrong.

"You're welcome."

Zhang Ji was fine and didn't need to take the healing pills. Zhao Shanhai originally wanted to keep the two of them overnight, but Pang Qi insisted on leaving.

After being kicked, the pain made Zhang Ji sober for most of the time. He didn't want to stay in Zhao Mansion anymore after something like this happened.

Although he was reluctant to leave Zhao Yuling, he was a little afraid of His Highness the King of Song, and finally left in despair with Pang Qi.

Shen Jingyu and everyone in the Zhao family left after a few simple polite words.

On the carriage, Shen Jingyu asked Wenwu what happened to what he told him.

"Go back to your highness, Mr. Pang will come to see you tomorrow if nothing unexpected happens." Wen Wu said respectfully.

"Well, after the morning court tomorrow, I have to go to Qingning Palace and come back later."

Wenwu's shoulders trembled uncomfortably and he replied: "Yes, Your Highness."

Chu palace.

After eating the melon, Shen Yi'an took off his night clothes in the study.

This kind of loose regular clothes is still comfortable to wear. Wearing night clothes, he feels like wearing tight clothes, like a tight-fitting pervert.

When he went to the Zhao Mansion to eat melon, Ye Liyan was dancing with a sword in the martial arts arena.

When Shen Yi'an came to the martial arts arena, Ye Liyan handed out the first move of [Wind Flower Splendid] with a sword.

A sword fell into the clouds.

Out of the misty clouds, the peerless fairy appeared gracefully. With a turn of his wrist, the long sword in his hand burst out with endless cold light and tore through the sky. At this moment, everything was like clouds and smoke, dissipating in front of the fairy's eyes.

"Clap clap clap!"

After coming back to his senses, Shen Yian couldn't help but clapped his hands, what a beautiful sword, she deserves to be my wife!

"Husband, are you back?!"

Ye Liyan quickly stopped and looked at Shen Yian with beautiful eyes.

"Ok!"

Shen Yian nodded and smiled. He really wanted to say that my husband brought you melons.