Among the nine gates, Er Yuehong's wife is from the wealthy Sun family in Yangzhou. Her maiden name is Le Yi. She is a gentle and bold woman, and she is the closest to Jiang Yan.

On this day, Le Yi invited Jiang Yan to Erye's theater to listen to plays. Erye's operas not only have a melodious singing voice, but also a pleasing body and makeup, which is hard to find outside.

It's just that today I met a reckless person who was picking quarrels and provoking troubles, and he overturned the table and yelled endlessly, so Zhang Dafo, who came to ask the second master for help, was lucky to see Jiang Yan tie a hairpin across his wrist.

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The staff in the garden quickly knocked out the painful rolling man and carried him out. Zhang Qishan said hello to the two wives, and went to the backstage to find Er Yuehong who was about to take off his make-up after singing.

"It's a pity for your hairpin, Yan, why don't we go to the jewelry store and choose a few more?"

"Okay!"

The two were talking and laughing at Yan Yan in front, and they could hear clearly in the background.

"The second master's wife is so brave." As for the eighth master's wife... Zhang Qishan's eyes twitched, so he didn't say anything.

"The Buddha's reputation is too high." Er Yuehong's eyes were full of affection. Le Yi was chosen by her father to be the head of the house in the Red Mansion. From friction to harmony, the two can be said to be a model of long-term love.

"..." Feeling overwhelmed, Zhang Qishan changed the subject decisively, "To tell the truth, a train full of dead people drove in from Changsha City last night, and there were several coffins on it. Found this."

"A ring from the Northern and Southern Dynasties period?" Er Yuehong took it with a worried expression on her face.

"Eighth Master said that the family who knows the Southern and Northern Dynasties best is the Second Master's family, so we need Second Master's help in this matter."

No one knew more about the danger behind this ring than Er Yuehong, but he valued friendship, so he hesitated and nodded in agreement.

The source of this mysterious train is in a mine. Recently, Japanese spies have often appeared. Zhang Qishan sneaked in quietly with his adjutants, second master and eighth master. Le Yi negotiated and asked Chen to take a team of Hongfu's men to guard nearby.

Thanks to this arrangement, a few days later, several people escaped from the mine with Zhang Qishan, who was dying, and were ambushed by the Japanese. They only returned to Changsha smoothly with the help of tangerine peel.

In the medical hall, Jiang Yan forced out the weird hair that got into Zhang Qishan's body, threw it into the brazier and burned it to ashes.

"In the past few days when you were away, the leader of the Japanese, Tanaka Yoshiko, tried to break into the Red Mansion and take Le Yi hostage." The brows of the few people frowned, especially Er Yuehong, who was about to leave in shock, Jiang Yan said again , "But it doesn't matter, I have been following Le Yi and killed her, you don't mind?"

Qi Tie shook his head like a rattle, and Jiang Yan couldn't help touching the tip of his ear when he liked it.

"It's thanks to Madam this time, otherwise Le Yi would suffer a lot." Er Yuehong got up and bowed gratefully.

"Second Master, you are polite. Although Yoshiko Tanaka is dead, the people who ambushed you have not withdrawn. It can be seen that there are people coveting besides her behind the scene. You must ask the Buddha's people to pay more attention."

Zhang Qishan nodded solemnly.

At night, people dispersed.

The husband and wife were lying on the bed, Jiang Yan was leaning against Qi Tiezui's arms, holding his hand on her belly.

"Husband, here is our child."

Qi Tiezui's hands froze, and the doubts on his face turned into surprise and then worry, "Then what are you doing these days?"

"Don't worry, I'm very careful, nothing happened, he is very healthy." Jiang Yan pursed her lips and smiled.

"That's good, that's good." Qi Tiezui immediately became silly.

"I made a deal with Le Yi. If it's a girl, I promise her family Hongyou Lang to ride a bamboo horse around the bed to grow green plums. It sounds very beautiful."

"No, what if my daughter doesn't like it?" Qi Tiezui became annoyed with his neck stuck.

"If you don't like it, it's useless. Just don't let her suffer." Jiang Yan placed a soft kiss on his chin to comfort him.

"That's about the same!" Qi Tiezui narrowed his eyes happily.

The husband and wife snuggled together and whispered until Jiang Yan fell into a deep sleep tiredly, and Qi Tiezui's hand around her was tightened again, intimately.

The author has something to say:

The flirtatious son is gone, and the young lady who can hold on to the scene is online. From a strange fiancé to a couple who love each other, the second master is actually a bit like the eighth master couple

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