The situation in Jizhou City was basically stabilized by Yan Zihui. After Chen Zehang learned about it, he was both regretful and glad that Yan Zihui's problem was solved too quickly and he did not have any chance. Fortunately, he did not launch an attack and did not give the Chinese New Army an excuse to destroy the Hudong Army.

"If I have gained nothing in Puyang for so long, I am afraid that those masters will slander you in the general." Sun Guangyuan reminded him.

Chen Zehang looked at the map and said, "Then let's take Xinyang over, so I'll give the Grand Marshal an explanation." Between the Northern Chinese Government and the Hudong Government, there was a small warlord named Liang, who occupied the surrounding areas of Xinyang.

"The wife named Liang is Qu. Mrs. Qu's niece married Yan Zilu, the sixth son of the Yan family. If we touch him, will it cause dissatisfaction from the Yan family?" Sun Guangyuan had some concerns.

"Contact Yan Zihui and I will talk to him in person." Chen Zehang said confidently.

Sun Guangyuan took the order and retreated.

On the same day, the people sent by Liu Dinghai finally arrived in Jizhou City with ransom. The road that was originally ten days ago, but after more than a month of obstacles from the war and the mobs, they saw Yan Zihui and asked him, "We must meet the young marshal first and confirm the safety of the young marshal."

"Yihua, send them over." Yan Zi replied indifferently.

Although Jizhou City was very chaotic some time ago, he did not relax his care of Liu Xingbang. Yan Zihui deliberately shot Liu Xingbang in the leg, delaying time and delaying treatment. Even though more than a month had passed, his trauma healed and he still limped while walking.

"Damn Yan Xuanling! Damn Yan Xuanling!" Liu Xingbang cursed Yan Zihui every day, wishing he could cut Yan Zihui into pieces, but now he is still in the hands of others. He was detained in this small building and was monitored by someone. He had no one around him. He could do nothing, just like a trapped beast.

After scolding Yan Zi, Liu Xingbang scolded his father again, "Damn old man, it's been so long, why don't you send someone to redeem me." He never thought that Liu Dinghai would ignore him. Liu Dinghai had only one son like him. Even if he poked a hole in the sky, Liu Dinghai would have to block him.

The door was knocked, and the guardian leaned in and told him, "Shangshuai Liu, your father has sent someone to pick you up."

Liu Xingbang was overjoyed. He finally came and he could leave. When he returned to the west, he would definitely repay Yan Zi's return thousands of times. This damn thing dared to hit him in the leg.

In the evening, Yi Huan came out of the shower and saw Yan Zi sitting on the sofa flirting with magazines. She was a little surprised. In the past few days, Yan Zi came out early and came back late. While wiping her hair, she asked, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"I'm back after the work is over." Yan Zi played back the magazine, got up, pressed Yi Huan on the sofa and sat down, took the veil from her hand, and helped her wipe her hair.

Yi Huan picked up the magazine and saw that the cover was a doll, her eyes flashed. At Yan Zi's age, it was normal to want a child, but she had just left during menstruation and she had not yet gotten pregnant. She pursed her lips, pointed to the doll on the cover, and said, "Our children must be better than him."

Yan Zi nodded gently, picked up Yi Huan, kissed her face, and kissed her mouth. Yi Huan turned his head and said, "Don't do anything randomly, be honest." Yan Zi was dead, and being a younger brother also had to be filial.

Yi Huan was wearing a pink doll nightgown, her shoulder-length hair showed a messy beauty, and her small face as big as a palm was not made of makeup, making her look younger. When she was with Yan Zi, she didn't look like a generation. Yan Zi touched her face again, "Mrs. Yan, you look so small that it makes me look like an old cow eating tender grass."

Yi Huan smiled playfully and said, "Mr. Yan, you are older than me! You are seven years older than me. I will call you Uncle Yan in the future?"

"Mrs. Yan, I'm not that old, right? I'm in my prime. Don't you think I'm full of charm?" Yan Zi asked with a raised eyebrows.

Yi Huan held back her laughter and shook her head, "Don't think."

"It's time for you, Mrs. Yan, to know that Mr. Yan is amazing!" Yan Zi rubbed his hands back and acted to make a gesture to make her itchy.

"Ah! No." Yi Huan couldn't help but itchy. Yan Zi reached out and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

The two laughed and quarreled for a while, then hugged each other and went to bed, dreaming until dawn all night.

At the same time, in the secret passage below the house where Chen Huiping lives, Huang Lan had a fierce quarrel with Chen Huiping; Chen Huiping blamed Huang Lan for the failure of the action, Huang Lan believed that the responsibility for the failure of the action was Chen Huiping, "You asked me to set fire, I let me set fire, and the people were led out, but you did not catch them. I said that this plan was not good, don't act rashly, but you don't listen and insist on doing it alone, causing the current situation. All the mistakes are on you." Huang Lan must put the blame on Chen Huiping, otherwise her parents and nephews will lose their lives.

Chen Huiping stared at her and said for a long time, "The action has failed. It is meaningless to pursue who is right and who is wrong. Now we can only think of another way."

"Do you think it will be possible to lose so many people?" Huang Lan sneered.

"As long as you plan well, things will surely be successful." Chen Huiping still did not give up.

"What should I do?" Huang Lan asked.

Chen Huiping tied her hair and said, "You don't need to know this. You can leave Jizhou as soon as possible and return to the base camp. You are a dead person, and if someone finds out, you will be exposed."

"I understand, I'll leave tomorrow." Huang Lan didn't want to stay in Jizhou, she had no shame to meet Yi Huan and the others.

On September 2, Yan Zixue's body arrived in Jizhou City, and a mourning shed was set up outside the Governor's Office. Representatives of the Northern Government, representatives of the non-commissioned officers of the Chinese New Army, ministers from various countries, and people from offices in China all came to pay their respects. Wu Yamei, wearing a black shirt and mourning cloth, was heartbroken, but she still forced herself to take care of everything in an orderly manner. Yi Huan had nothing to do, just go to the mourning hall with her sisters-in-law every day to return gifts to those who came to pay their respects.

"A guest is here!" Zhibin shouted loudly.

Yi Huan saw Chen Zehang wearing a black suit walking in surrounded by five followers. How could this person come?

"Please stop and burn incense."

Chen Zehang took the three incense handed over by his servant, inserted it into the incense burner, and then saluted to the coffin. Zhibin shouted, "Family Reply."

Yi Huan bowed with his sisters-in-law, and Yan Zi walked back, "Shanghai Chen."

"Mr. Yan Qi, long time no see." Chen Zehang reached out to him.

The two shook hands, and Yan Zihui and Chen Zehang went to the reception room next to him; no one knew what they had discussed. Three days later, the Hudong Army sent troops to Xinyang, which shows that they reached an agreement.

On September 10, Yan Zixue's coffin was funeral. After drinking Quhui wine, he demolished the spirit shed and took off the white linen and black elegy couplets. Although the funeral will be over after July 7, the days of the Yan family have returned to normal.

A few days later, Zeng Shaowei called Yi Huan and said, "Huanhuan, are you free? Go out shopping."

"Can you go out shopping without having to stay at home to take care of your children?" Yi Huan asked with a smile.

"You have to take a breath even if you hang yourself. I can't stand it if I'm stuck at home every day!" Zeng Shaowei complained.

Yi Huan chuckled and asked, "Have you made an appointment with Yuhong?"

"She has an appointment with Mr. Su." Zeng Shaowei said in a depressed manner.

"Then don't bother her." Yi Huan smiled.

Zeng Shaowei smiled, "See you at Xihua at 9 o'clock tomorrow."

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Yi Huan hung up the phone, not noticing that a maid who was mopping the floor next to him had a strange gleam in his eyes.

The next day, Yi Huan went out with a small bag, "Song Han, you don't have to go with me, you can go to the hospital to take care of Aunt Cui." That day, Song Cui blocked the bullet for Mrs. Yan, and was shot five times, and had just escaped from danger.

"Mrs. Seventh Master, let me be responsible for your safety." Song Han said seriously.

"The city is still safe, don't worry." Yi Huan still doesn't like someone following her in and out.

With Yi Huan's insistence, Song Han did not follow her. Yi Huan took a rickshaw to Xihuamen, and waited there for five or six minutes before Zeng Shaowei trotted over, "Huanhuan, I'm not late."

"I didn't say you were late." Yi Huan said with a angrily smile.

"Today's sunny weather is a good day for going out shopping." Zeng Shaowei smiled.

"Yes, yes, go." Yi Huan smiled.

The two of them had not been shopping so leisurely for a long time. As they walked and walked to a bookstore, Yi Huan stopped, "I want to buy some rice paper. I've been stuck here for so many days, and I've used up all the papers."

"Now Jizhou City has finally returned to peace. My mother-in-law has been clamoring to go back to her hometown. She doesn't think about it. If she really fights, there will be no end to the end of the nest." Zeng Shaowei curled her lips.

The two of them entered the bookstore and chose paper to go out. Yi Huan tidied up her hat in front of the glass window. Zeng Shaowei teased her, "Huanhuan, you are so pretty now."

"You are so beautiful." Yi Huanheng glanced at her, "Shaowei, do you think the car behind us has been following us?" She felt it when she went out, but she didn't think much about it before, but they were walking so slowly and the car was still behind them, which was very suspicious. They entered the bookstore and came out of the bookstore. The car was parked not far away, saying that it was not following them, and no one believed it.

"No way?" Zeng Shaowei licked her lips in fear, "Huanhuan, what should we do now?"

"Don't panic, let's move forward slowly first." Yi Huan tried hard to calm down, took Zeng Shaowei's arm, and dragged her forward.

Zeng Shaowei had a tense face and her body was stiff.

"Shaowei, let's go to the cafe in front, go out from behind, and get rid of them." Yi Huan whispered.

"This is a good method." Zeng Shaowei's voice was dry.

After entering the cafe, Yi Huan found a corner seat and sat down, attracted a waiter, ordered coffee, and asked inadvertently, "Do you have a back door?"

"Yes, go there." The waiter pointed the way.

After sitting for a while, Yi Huan stood up and said, "Shaowei, let's go."

When I pushed the door of the sky, I saw a secluded alley. Yi Huan felt a little sad, "Shaowei, let's go back to the cafe to have coffee. I called Xuanling and asked someone to pick us up. I think this alley is a bit dangerous."
Chapter completed!