After my rebirth, I married my ex-husband and his uncle

Chapter 151 It was him!

Qin Mu was questioned, so guilty, he turned his head and asked Rong Jing who was standing beside him, "Brother-in-law, your uncle and I, are we supernatural?"

Rong Jing nodded kindly, and said with a smile, "Yes."

Qin Mu was affirmed by the boss, and his nostrils were turned upside down. He looked like a villain, looked down at Qin Fenghua and Zhao Shiyan, and said, "Did you hear that? My brother-in-law said, I am supernatural!"

Qin Fenghua: ...

Zhao Shiyan: ... Sao Nian, in order to marry a wife, you don't have to open your eyes and talk nonsense like this, it will cause God's wrath!

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, just follow what Qin Mu said, time is running out, let's split up." Zhao Shiyan urged.

Although Qin Mu's claim that his miraculous skills are world-class is purely nonsense, but as the heir of Zhenbeihou, it is indeed perfect for him to replace Zhenbeihou to fight against alien invasion when Zhenbeihou Qin Shuo has not yet arrived in the southern region.

Although Qin Fenghua wanted to say a lot to Rong Jing, her mother's illness could not delay her. She raised her beautiful eyes, took Rong Jing's callused hand, and hurriedly said to him: "I am waiting for you in Gusu. you come back."

Rong Jing looked down at the hand he was holding with Qin Fenghua, and involuntarily rubbed the back of Qin Fenghua's delicate hand twice with his fingertips, and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

After a brief farewell, Qin Fenghua let go of Rongjing's hand, dressed in red, strode down the tower without looking back.

Zhao Shiyan shook his head from the sidelines. His disciple's resolute temperament didn't know who he followed. It took him so long to see his sweetheart, and he left so neatly. Although there was a reason for it, he had to turn back Look at your sweetheart, it won't delay anything if you turn around, right?
Unlike Qin Fenghua, Zhao Shiyan walked slowly to Rongjing's side, looked him up and down, and then whispered: "Is there something strange about your body?"

Rong Jing slightly shook his head.

Zhao Shiyan looked at him suspiciously, and said, "Do what you can, don't hold on. Otherwise, Lao Gu will beat me to death."

"Hmm. I know that."

"It's good that you know it in your heart." Zhao Shiyan took one last look at Rongjing, then passed him by, and went down the tower.

**
Gusu, Zhenbeihou Mansion.

Holding a broken cattail fan with the words "Made in Shanghuaguan" in his hand, Anan squatted in front of the medicine stove, dragged his cheeks, and looked at the fire boredly.

It is already noon on the third day, and Zhao Shiyan and his party have not returned yet.

Anan's little head turned left and right, and seeing no one around, he kicked off the cloth shoes on his feet, spread his legs apart, pushed his hands back, raised his head, and looked at the square above his head. blue sky.

Anan is a little shy, and he doesn't like dealing with strangers very much, so after Zhao Shiyan sent him a task to leave him alone in Zhenbeihou's mansion, he found a secluded corner in Zhenbeihou's mansion, and lived alone. One person is responsible for decoction.

But now two days have passed, everything in Zhenbei Hou's mansion is in order, and no accidents happened, so Anan, who has collapsed for two days, is a little tired.

He looked up at the sky, and murmured, "The Lord of the Temple should come back, too."

These little Taoist boys have not yet joined the teacher's school, and they can't talk about the seniority of the master and apprentice without a teacher, so they all respect Zhao Shiyan as "the master of the temple."

"Oh, these days are a bit boring, I want to go back to the temple to play with Abei..." Anan sighed and said to himself.

Ah Bei is also a Taoist boy of Shanghua Temple, and he is about the same age as Anan. The two have played together since they were young, and their relationship is very good.

Just when Anan was thinking wildly, suddenly, a "squeak" sounded suddenly.

Anan turned his head and looked over. It was a small door on the south side of Zaoni Alley in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion that opened. Anan was sitting on the north side, facing the small door on the south side. There happened to be a small wall of hanging flowers in the middle of the small door, so Anan could hear the people talking over there, but the people over there couldn't see Anan.

Anan originally thought that it was just a servant of the Hou Mansion, so after taking a look there, he quickly withdrew his gaze, turned his head and continued to look up at the sky boringly, and glanced at the medicine stove from time to time. Eyes, to prevent the medicine from being fried, the temple master came back and beat him.

But I never thought that after a sneaky rustle over there, a male voice deliberately lowered his voice and suddenly said: "This is the last weight."

Portion?What portion?Anan turned his head curiously and listened carefully.

"But..." An elderly female voice sounded, and she said with some embarrassment in her tone, "These two days, Mother Zhou has been staring at Madam every step of the way, I... I'm afraid it's not easy to make a move."

start?Anan sat up straight.

After another rustling sound, the man's voice sounded hoarse again: "This is the silver needle that the master ordered me to bring to you. The medicine given to you this time does not need to be taken in. You only need to dip a little powder into it. The son is at the tip of the needle, and then the silver needle is inserted into the blood vessel of Mrs. Zhenbei Hou and you are done."

What? !Silver needle?medicine?Someone is going to kill Mrs. Hou!
Shocked by the conspiracy, Anan carefully moved under the small wall of hanging flowers, he wanted to see the speaker on the opposite side clearly.

"Okay, I have already explained what the master asked me to do. You should be careful and remember that you can only succeed this time and not fail. Otherwise, once the Zhou family is saved, all the master's plans over the years will come to naught. Remember, never fail!"

"Well, I see."

After the woman answered these words, the man turned around and walked out of the small door. Anan only had time to see a blurry corner of his clothes, and the woman who was speaking kept her back to Anan, making it impossible for Anan to see the woman's appearance clearly.

Anan is not from the Hou's mansion, so he can't recognize the woman who is talking from a back. Seeing that the woman is about to leave, Anan is a little anxious, and he wants to follow up quietly. Suddenly, the The woman seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned her head to look at Anan's position.

Anan's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly retreated under the small door of the pendant flower, and hid it well.

Then there was a sound of footsteps gradually going away, and the woman seemed to have left.

After being frightened by this, Anan also hesitated to find out. He turned his head and thought, he only needs to guard Mrs. Hou every step of the way for the next time, and that woman will not find a chance to make a move. After returning, Mrs. Hou will naturally be saved.

After making up his mind, Anan stuck the broken cattail fan behind his neck, carefully picked up the medicine stove, and left through the small north door.

After Anan left, a pair of eyes suddenly appeared on the other side of the small wall of hanging flowers. Through the hole in the small wall of hanging flowers, those eyes glanced around for a week, and then saw the end of the small wall of hanging flowers. The small wooden stool left by Anan...

"Oh, so it's him..."

(End of this chapter)