The General’s Little Peasant Wife

The man in black glanced at Song Yan and nodded, then took the letter and left. After seeing the person leave, Song Yan only relaxed.

The black man came all the way to a remote house.

“Master Song Yan's letter. ”

“Give it to me.” There was an undisputed voice in the house that shook the black man's body and then lowered his head and walked in.

Inside is a very luxurious room, near a window, with a soft collapse, leaning against a man in black, with an inky hair spreading casually behind him.

“Master letter here. ”

The man reached out and the letter had reached his hand. He opened the letter and glanced at it. The man's mouth snapped a sarcastic smile.

“What a fool. You think you can do the same to the Songs as to Mo's?” The evil voices of men surprise people in black.

“Master, in that case, shall we do it ourselves? ”

“For the time being, Song Yan's woman had some use for telling her where she had to find Song's ancestors, and not only that, she had to let that ancestor look at her differently.” The man gazed and gave the order.

“Yes.”

Song Yan listened to the man in black, his eyebrows wrinkled.

“I don't even know where my ancestors are. How do I find them?” Song Yan said wrinkled without being somewhat unhappy.

“If you knew, the master wouldn't let you find it. ”

The black man blocked all Song Yan's words in one word. Yeah, she knows where she is. What else she's looking for?

“But…”

“Do something for yourself, Master said not only to find someone, but also to make them look at you differently.” The black man interrupted Song Yan's words and said directly.

The expression on Song Yan's face changed and changed. In the end, she rose red. She didn't even know what people looked like. They just wanted her to look at them differently?

Compared to Song Yu, Song Yan knew that she was still somewhat incomparable. It was not that she underestimated herself, but that it was natural. Without their help, she would not be able to contend with Song Yu's Chamber right now.

Their old ancestor knew how to choose, as long as he wasn't blinded or demented, and in that case they had to let her do it.

“Master said, by whatever means you use.” Seems to have guessed, as Song Yan thought, that the black man opened his mouth again.

After this talk, he left without even giving Song Yan a chance to talk.

Song Yan looked blue and purple, and suddenly she regretted sending the letter.

Holding his fist tightly, Song Yan's face was full of embarrassment. She had done so much, but the man was still reluctant to accept himself.

Hate flashed through her eyes, she wouldn't just let go, sooner or later she was going to stand next to that man, she was going to let that man know that only she was the best fit for him.

Whatever Song Yan thinks, what he orders is still to be done, and must be done.

But where exactly is that old ancestor, seeing as Master Song would definitely not tell her, then her only clue is Song Yu, only follow Song Yu to find someone.

The ancestors of the Song family suddenly opened their eyes and looked deeply ahead.

“Did the ancestors just let them act like this?” The person beside him frowned and asked.

“This is what Yu should worry about. If he can't even do this, then the husband should worry about whether the Songs should really be handed over to him.” Old Ancestor Song's eyes said slightly and seriously.

“Ancestor, do you mean to use this to test Master Yu? ”

“Yes, unless necessary, don't do anything. Although Yu's abilities are very good, my husband still wants to see how far he can go, but Song Yan and his daughters are also a little on the lookout.” He was very upset that there was such a harmful group of horses in the family.

“Yes.”

Song Yu looked at Song's face in front of him again. He had obvious impatience in his eyes. What does this woman want? These two days, if he doesn't pay attention, he'll be blocked.

“What the hell do you want?” Song Yu asked impatiently.

“Brother, as for you? We're brothers and sisters at least. ”