The best county magistrate

After coming out of Xie's house, Yang Xuanchen and Zhou Miaomiao came to the old house of Zhou Mansion by Mirror Moon Bay.

Well, it should be called Yang Mansion at this time.

Zhou Miaomiao stood in the open space in front of the mansion and looked at the vermilion door in front, with tears shining in her eyes.

Childhood memories came flooding back.

"Xuanchen, you know, whenever dad goes to war, my brother and I are always here to see him off."

"When dad comes back, he always brings us some weird things..."

As she talked, Zhou Miaomiao couldn't hold back any longer. She threw herself into Yang Xuanchen's arms and burst into tears.

"Thank you, thank you for everything you have done for me. I thought I would never go home again..."

Yang Xuanchen gently stroked her back and comforted her for a while.

"You are my wife, Yang Xuanchen. There is no need for you and me to talk about thanking you. I should do anything for you..."

After her emotions calmed down a bit, Yang Xuanchen took her hand, walked up the steps, and opened the vermilion door.

After sixteen or seventeen years, Zhou Miaomiao once again returned to the home she had longed for with an excited heart.

Walking through those familiar corridors and looking at the rooms in her memory, there was a lot of suspicion in her eyes.

When they arrived at the inner courtyard, Zhou Miaomiao stopped.

She stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in front of her, with mixed feelings in her heart again.

Her thin lips parted slightly, and a few words came out of her mouth, "Is it...is it you, Xin...Sister Xinran?"

She was not sure that the beautiful figure in front of her was Zhou Xinran, because in her memory, people in Zhou's mansion were either killed on the way to exile or committed suicide by hanging in Jiaofangsi.

In the world, perhaps she is the only person named Zhou who is still alive.

At this time, Zhou Xinran, whose face was full of tears, said, "Miaomiao! It's really you!"

She rushed towards Zhou Miaomiao, and the two hugged each other tightly.

The sisters recognize each other, their love is deep and righteous, and it is touching.

Even Zhang Biao on the side couldn't help wiping away tears, "It's so touching! It's so touching, I can't help it!"

Hua Qianhui frowned and pinched his soft flesh, making him grimace in pain.

But Hua Qianying focused all her attention on Zhou Miaomiao.

No wonder Yang Xuanchen has done nothing but peek at his proud capital these days.

It turned out that his wife was so beautiful, and she seemed to be no smaller than him.

She sighed softly and smiled to herself.

After sisters Zhou Miaomiao and Zhou Xinran finished reminiscing about their past, Yang Xuanchen took the two sisters to the dry well in the garden.

"Miaomiao, Xinran, I will take you to meet someone next."

"But let's talk first. I don't know who she is. I only know that she is an old member of the Zhou family. Maybe she is a relative of yours..."

The two sisters were shocked when they heard this.

Today was already full of surprises for them. Now that they could see their relatives, their hearts were filled with emotion and joy.

The three of them went down the well, and Yang Xuanchen lit a torch to signal the two girls to follow him.

After walking in the dark passage for a while, Yang Xuanchen actually shouted, "Senior! The kid is here again!"

"Not only am I here, Miaomiao and Xinran are also here!"

As his voice continued to echo in the dark passage, not long after, a black shadow appeared around a corner.

"Boy, don't think you brought two female dolls in..."

The old woman lost her voice midway through her words. After a few breaths, the three of them felt a gust of wind blow by, and she came to them.

"You...are you the eldest lady?"

Under the firelight, Yang Xuanchen saw the old woman's true face for the first time. He hissed and couldn't help but take a breath.

The old woman's face was crisscrossed with countless scars, and her body was skinny, but her eyes were fierce.

She looked at Zhou Miaomiao behind Yang Xuanchen for more than ten seconds, then knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed heavily.

"The guilty woman Zhou Hui has met the eldest lady and met Miss Xinran."

"Mother Hui!" Zhou Miaomiao and Zhou Xinran exclaimed in unison, covering their mouths.

Zhou Miaomiao crossed Yang Xuanchen and helped Zhou Hui up, "Aunt Hui is really you, your face..."

"As long as the eldest lady is alive, it's better than anything else. The slave's face doesn't matter..."

"Mommy, please stop talking, come up with me first, and we'll talk slowly." Zhou Miaomiao said, holding her hand and trying to go back the way she came.

However, Zhou Hui did not follow her, but became timid, "This slave is already dead in the eyes of the world and cannot be seen in the light..."

"Miaomiao is back, do you still feel that you can't see the light of day? I've done everything I promised you, so you still can't trust me?" Yang Xuanchen asked.

Zhou Hui has been in a dark place all year round and seems a little uncomfortable with the light.

She looked at Yang Xuanchen intently for a while, then sighed and nodded.

"All slaves listen to the eldest lady."

After the four of them returned to the ground, Zhou Hui took a while to adapt to the long-lost sunshine and air.

She burst into tears when she saw every flower and tree in the mansion, which even made Zhou Miaomiao and Zhou Xinran cry.

"Good boy, you are very good. Everything here is almost the same as it was more than ten years ago. You are thoughtful." Zhou Hui praised.

Yang Xuanchen touched his nose and smiled, saying that this was what he should do.

Several people walked towards the inner courtyard and talked about what had happened in the past few years.

"Back then, when the master came back from Haiyang Pass, most of his physical strength was gone, and the servant was restrained by that thief Sun Buer..."

When Zhou Hui told the scenes of that year, Zhou Miaomiao felt a surge of anger.

"It turns out that there was still a Sun family in Yunmeng City back then!"

"Miss, there are not only the Sun family, but also some other people, but I don't recognize them." Zhou Hui sighed as she spoke.

"Mother Hui, were you talking about Thunderbolt Hand Sun Buer just now?" Yang Xuanchen interrupted.

Zhou Hui nodded and glanced at him suspiciously, "You know him too?"

"Ah... I just beat him to death a few days ago!"

Yang Xuanchen's tone was a bit understated, but it was like thunder in Zhou Hui's ears.

"Sun Bu'er is a famous master in Chenzhou. Will he die at the hands of a powerless scholar like you?"

Obviously she didn't believe what he said.

At this time, Zhang Biao on the side shouted, "What my third brother said is true. These two Hua sisters and I saw it with our own eyes!"

Yes, Zhou Hui was shocked. She turned around and looked at Yang Xuanchen carefully again.

This guy looks like a weak scholar, and he doesn't seem to have any martial arts skills. How did he do it?

Forget it, anyway, it's a good thing that Sun Bu'er is dead, so I won't have to worry about it so much.

When Zhou Miaomiao heard that Yang Xuanchen had killed Sun Buer, she felt deeply moved.

But she said, "Yang Xuanchen! Please don't be so impulsive next time!"

"You don't have any martial arts skills. A master from the Heaven Realm can kill you with a slap of his palm. Can you save me some trouble? Huh?"

"I...I..." Yang Xuanchen was speechless for a while.

He had to admit that Zhou Miaomiao was right. If he faced a master from the heaven realm, it would be hard to say who would live and who would die.

"Ah, I know, I know, I won't do it next time." As he said that, he poked his finger.

Zhou Miaomiao gave him a sharp look, then hugged one of Zhou Hui's arms with both hands, "Mammy, let's go pick a room for you."

"We will all live together from now on so that we can be taken care of."

At this time, Zhou Hui had already accepted everyone, so she naturally had no other ideas and agreed.

After having a simple dinner at the mansion, Zhou Xinran was sent back to Liuyinglu by Zhang Biao and others.

Yang Xuanchen, Zhou Miaomiao and Zhou Hui were the only three people left in the huge mansion.

"Mother Hui, what do you think of the matter that the boy mentioned last time?"