MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 489 My wife is not sleeping either

Song Zhang resisted the urge to gag, covered his face and returned to the door, waving his hand into the darkness.

 Several sharp figures immediately jumped out of the darkness and quickly carried the sacks away.

Song Zhang first went to the side hall and washed his hands three times, and then walked to the dining room with heavy steps.

　　The meal was almost finished. When Mrs. Song saw her husband returning, she called her children and left first.

When passing by Song Zhang, Mrs. Song wrinkled her nose and whispered: "Why do you have a strange smell on your body? It's disgusting."

Mrs. Song suspiciously scanned Song Zhang up and down. She didn't see any source of the odor, and then she retreated.

After she left, Song Zhang immediately picked up his clothes and sleeves to smell them, "It's obvious that there is no smell anymore. Sister, your nose is so good?"

I should have known that I had just changed my clothes.

This couldn't help but remind him of Qin Yao's blood and three hemp bags.

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Song Zhang rushed out of the dining room, his stomach churning, and a large stream of heat spurted out.

Wang Jin frowned and came behind him, smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, and asked calmly: "I didn't expect she was only seriously injured. Qin Yao's martial arts is really amazing."

"No." Song Zhang took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth, raised his hand to make an invitation gesture, and the two of them walked into the hall. Song Zhang took the cold tea handed by the servant and rinsed his mouth and said to Wang Jin:

 “She was not injured.”

Wang Jin was startled and subconsciously retorted: "It's impossible."

 He knows the strength of his opponent very well, let alone going out in full force?

It is impossible for a person to fight with iron without being injured, not to mention that Qin Yao is only a mortal body. She can escape with serious injuries, which is already extraordinary for ordinary people.

How is this possible to escape without injury?

 What responded to him was Song Zhang's silent and sympathetic gaze.

Wang Jin was inexplicably flustered by his stare: "Mr. Song, why are you looking at me like this?"

Song Zhang wanted to say: You are dead, you are finished, you have offended Qin Yao, you will never get over it in your life!

But the other party is a patrol censor after all, with a small official but great power. What's more, the other party's rank is half a level higher than his county magistrate.

 So, these words just make me happy in my heart.

Song Zhang felt that if he told Wang Jin now that Qin Yao not only escaped without injury, but also escaped without injury with her husband and steward, and wiped out the killer group, Wang Jin would only think that he was mindlessly flattering Qin Yao.

So he motioned to Wang Jin to come with him and go see something exciting together.

 You can’t just let him vomit out all the food he had eaten the night before.

 Song Zhang took Wang Jin to the county government office.

Thirty heads have been cleared out and arranged neatly in three rows on the ground covered with white cloth.

 Song Zhang knew what level his stomach was, so he didn't go in.

 He raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Jin.

Wang Jin stepped into the water room suspiciously. When he raised his eyes, his body suddenly stiffened, as if he was being tapped halfway, and he was stunned on the spot!

That scene was so terrifying and shocking that for the rest of his long life, whenever he heard someone mention the name "Qin Yao", Wang Jin would shudder uncontrollably.

After a long time, Wang Jin walked out of the water house, his face pale and his steps a little sloppy.

 He asked: "What can she leave behind?"

Song Zhang then said every word what Qin Yao asked him to tell him on his behalf.

At the end, I added: "Sir, please allow me to say something offensive. You did not handle this matter today."

“If it weren’t for Qin Yao’s superior martial arts, even a master like you, sir, would definitely die if he encountered these killers.”

Wang Jin sighed, "Alas~", "I never thought that they would spare no effort to kill me."

 But it’s useless to say all this now.

Wang Jin tentatively asked: "Based on Lord Song's understanding of Mrs. Qin, do you think she will come to assassinate me tonight?" Song Zhang shook his head, "That's not possible, but..."

Wang Jin just relaxed for a moment, and was lifted up high by Song Zhang again. He asked nervously: "It's just what?"

Song Zhang looked at Wang Jin sympathetically, "But I'm afraid you won't be able to repay this favor. As far as I know, she always avenges her on the spot and takes out her anger on the spot. But now she can endure it. It shows that she What I plan to do in the future will never be trivial.”

Wang Jin felt really relieved after hearing this. He was not afraid that she had any plans now, but he was afraid that she would not be able to bear this tone and he would die suddenly tonight!

"That's good, that's good," Wang Jin murmured, patting his chest and not daring to look back at Shuifang.

 He was once a master among masters, but only today did he realize what it means that there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and every mountain is higher than the next!

 “Brother Song!”

When the two returned to Song Mansion and were about to go to their rooms to go to bed, Wang Jin suddenly stopped Song Zhang.

　　The sound of Brother Song made Song Zhang break into a cold sweat. He couldn't run away directly, so he could only resist the panic and turned around, "What else can you do, sir?"

Wang Jin sent a warm invitation, "I'm afraid of the dark, and it's even worse when I first arrive in a strange place. Can I sleep with Brother Song tonight?"

Song Zhang understood instantly. He was afraid that Qin Yao would come to pick off someone’s head in the middle of the night.

He thought: My lord, you had known this before, so why did you do it in the first place?

However, it still had to be acceptable on the surface, so Song Zhang reluctantly agreed.

But it is absolutely impossible to sleep in the same bed together. We can only sleep in the same room together. Mr. Wang sleeps on the floor, and he sleeps on the bed like this.

The county town is far less lively and lively than the city at night. At the beginning of Haishi (9 p.m.), the shops have been closed and the people have already dreamed of meeting Duke Zhou.

Liu Ji was lying on his own bed, unable to sleep anyway. He quietly got up and looked beside the bed. He was overjoyed that his wife was not asleep either!

Immediately he came close to her, put his hands on the edge of the bed, rested his head on the back of his hands, and smiled crookedly: "Madam, you can't sleep either?"

Liu Ji closed his eyes now and saw mountains of human heads in front of him. He was obviously stressed by the killing during the day.

Qin Yao responded with a smile, but it was not because of the killing that she couldn't sleep.

She was reviewing the details of how she was tricked by Wang Jin today. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. The more angry she became, the more she thought about it. Well, she couldn't sleep at all!

Liu Ji asked with some displeasure: "Madam, are we really going to put up with this tone? If it weren't for your invincible skills and being so dangerous today, the bodies of the three of us would have been completely cold by now!"

Qin Yao was silent, but her thoughts had stopped.

Liu Ji continued to be indignant, "This dog official has taken the lives of our common people into his own hands. If I had known this, I would have let him be killed by those killers!"

"Be careful what you say." Qin Yao shook her head, "Since you want a favor, don't talk about it anymore."

"Killing him is just a breath of relief. What good will it do to us? What's the point of seeking this quick moment? Killing an official of the imperial court will bring about the disaster of genocide, which is not worth it."

 Qin Yao's words didn't seem like she was speaking to Liu Ji, but rather to herself.

“Being a scholar, peasant, industrialist, or businessman, being an official seems to be really great.”

In the dim guest room, Qin Yao could only be heard whispering.

Liu Jimei, who was lying on the edge of the bed, raised his head suddenly, his peach blossom eyes were extremely serious, "Madam, when I become a high official, the first thing I will do is to cut off Wang Jin's head and give it to you to play with as a ball!"

"You must be sick, I'm not a pervert." Qin Yao slapped her, "Go to sleep!"

 Liu Ji quickly lay down and dodged perfectly.

 After being quiet for less than three seconds, he raised his head again and said, "Madam, are you in a better mood now?"

 Chin Yao: "."

Without a response, a certain lady kept shouting, as if reciting a curse. Qin Yao was so annoyed that she picked up a pillow and threw it at him, "Shut up and go to sleep!"

 Liu Ji: "Oh~"

　　Put the flying pillow under your head, bury your face in it and take a gentle sniff. It smells very fragrant, and your mind is filled with excitement, and then you fall asleep.