Xiaoyu's face changed drastically, and he pushed Yang Hao and shouted anxiously: "Go away, it's Yulang!" The two words "Yulang" hit Yang Hao's head like an iron hammer buzzing. His heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his lips turned white due to ischemia.

"Yulang" is named Yin Tongxiang. He is the most beloved youngest son of Duke of Lai, and is also one of the few caring and caring brothers of "Daibawang". Yang Hao has never had the confidence to face him, fearing that he would reveal his flaws and reveal his foundation.

But as the saying goes, you can hide for a while but not for a lifetime. You have to face what you should come. Yang Hao made up his mind, stomped his feet, and rushed out regardless of Xiaoyu's obstruction. Before his smile could be opened, a short and flirtatious boy in white grabbed his clothes and pushed him hard.

"Oh." Yang Hao shouted exaggeratedly, then fell to the ground, his movements were mechanical and stiff.

Xiaoyu roared in horror and leaned over to cover it. Yang Hao gave her a look and then closed her eyes. Xiaoyu understood it and shouted in a crying voice: "Dalang, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

Yin Tongxiang sneered. He pushed Xiaoyu away impatiently, grabbed Yang Hao's collar, and lifted it up. He sneered and sneered, saying, "Yang San, I haven't seen you for a few days, I've played a good show!"

"What good show? Where? Who can act? Yulang, why are you holding me?" Yang Hao smiled all over his face, and his eyebrows and eyes turned into crescent moons. Yin Tongxiang said that he was acting, so I will show you. When it is fake, it is true and fake. Since it is acting, there is only a difference between good and bad, and there is no distinction between true and false. Yang Hao felt that he was confident enough to fool him.

He took advantage of the opportunity to push Yin Tongxiang's hand away, but failed. Yin Tongxiang was one year younger than Daibawang, half a head short, with a thin shoulder, a goose face, white face, red lips, and a woman's eyes. She looked like a woman in women's clothing, but her waist did not mean that she was not hard. Yin Tongxiang's hard skills were definitely not inferior to Daibawang.

"What are you doing?!" Yin Tongxiang was in a fire, "Let me ask you, is the child in Qi Yu's belly yours? A real man dares to do it. Either, you welcome her into the door, and our brothers will continue, or from now on, the friendship between the past is broken!"

Yang Hao shouted in his heart: Who is Qi Yu?!

"Muzzy, you're talking!" Yang Hao's hesitant silence made Yin Tongxiang extremely dissatisfied, and he suddenly added some force to his hands. Yang Hao coughed exaggeratedly. Xiaoyu panicked and knelt on the ground, saying with tears in his eyes: "Da Lang woke up and was confused. He couldn't remember the past. Even if he had done something absurd in the past, you should tell him well. If you strangle him to death, how could your wife live?"

"This..." Yin Tongxiang suddenly lost her idea. Mrs. Zhang was her adopted mother. She lived a widow for half her life, and she was the only one under her knees. If Yang Hao really had a mistake, she would die a hundred times.

Yin Tongxiang threw away her hand and said fiercely: "I'm not intentionally trying to get along with him, but what is this dirty thing done by humans?"

Xiaoyu squeezed into the middle with a smile and separated the two with her body:

"Dalang has been unconscious since the Dragon Boat Festival. This month after waking up, he has not left the door and left the door. No one knows what Miss Qi is like. Dalang is afraid he can't remember it. If you want to help others, you should make it clear. Dalang is also hit by this punch."

Xiaoyu said with red lips and white teeth, and Yin Tong's fragrance disappeared halfway, but when he saw Yang Hao nodding beside him, he pointed his nose and scolded, "Don't pretend to be stupid here, Qi Yu is sorry for you, do you want to be ungrateful?!"

Yin Tongxiang became more and more angry as she spoke. A white face suddenly became purple. Xiaoyu opened her arms to protect Yang Hao. She looked straight into Yin Tongxiang's eyes, looking determined to die. The white-faced "Yu Lang" is a graceful gentleman, and the red-faced "Yu Lang" is a demon king who kills without blinking!

Yin Tongxiang's elder brother was a general in the border town. There was a concubine beside him. He was beautiful and proficient in music. He couldn't help but become arrogant and was rampant in the general's mansion. Once, Yin Tongxiang toasted her with wine at home. When she was a little negligent, Yin Tongxiang slapped the table and dragged the concubine to the courtyard in front of everyone, cut off her heart and returned, sat upright and drank with a calm expression.

Yin Tongxiang put one hand on Xiaoyu's shoulder, and gently pushed it, Xiaoyu fell to the ground, and a piece of oily skin was immediately taken off from her forehead.

Yang Hao felt sorry for Xiaoyu, hated Yin Tongxiang, and shouted angrily: "If you have something to do, why are you angry with her?"

Yin Tongxiang was shocked, stared at Yang Hao's twisted face for a while, and reached out to slapped his shoulders and said, "Damn, this is Yang San. I thought your mother was sick and had lost that child." Yin Tongxiang bent her knees and squatted, and a monkey came to steal peaches, and almost pulled the things in Yang Hao's crotch down. Yang Hao dodged sideways and kicked him back. The two of them fists and feet fists and feet, and the estrangement in their hearts suddenly disappeared.

The purple aura on Yin Tongxiang's face suddenly dissipated. He helped Xiaoyu up, bowed and bowed to apologize. Xiaoyu was shocked, afraid and anxious, but was stunned by his fuss. After a while, he came to his senses and hurriedly gave him a gift. While saying, "Young Master, you can't do it." He asked Yang Hao for help, his face was so anxious that he looked like a red apple. Yang Hao ignored these things, and he clapped his hands and laughed. "But, Yang San..." Yin Tongxiang said carefully, "She is really pitiful, she is so big that she is shameful, you can't just accept her, so that outsiders can't speak out. Alas, Yang San, aren't you thinking of not admitting the account?"

Yin Tongxiang became anxious as she spoke. Bai Jing's face was about to see Hong again in a blink of an eye. Xiaoyu was frightened, but Yang Hao said calmly: "Don't be too careful. This is something I did. I think it's okay if this is good. My mother was unhappy these two days, so I can't disturb her. After two days, she will be healthy and will be able to report on this matter and marry her."

"Damn it, this is still like a human word." Yin Tongxiang smiled and grabbed Yang Hao's arm, "Let's go and have fun with Lao Mo and the others."

Yang Hao's heart skipped a beat: Lao Mo? Who is Lao Mo?

Xiaoyu suddenly opened his arms and blocked the door: "Oh, ah, you... can't leave..." Mrs. Zhang has a life: Yang Hao is not allowed to go out before he recovers, and the responsibility of guarding falls on Xiaoyu. Seeing Yin Tongxiang want to abduct Yang Hao, how could she not be anxious?

"Get out!" Yin Tongxiang didn't raise her eyelids and stretched out her hand to push Xiaoyu away. His hand was too strong, and Xiaoyu staggered and almost fell.

"Oh, it's windy outside! I'll get a dress for Dalang." Xiaoyu's eyes turned and found a good excuse. As long as Yin Tongxiang agreed to her get the dress, she would have enough time to report to Mrs. Zhang, and there would be no responsibility for her at that time. She turned around and was about to leave when Yin Tongxiang pulled her. He pointed to a dress on the chair under the eaves of the corridor and said, "Isn't that? Are you on your butt?" Xiaoyu's head buzzed, and she suddenly felt dizzy, her eyes were blank, and she could no longer think of any good idea to delay.

"Hao'er, mother is here."

With a call, Mrs. Zhang, who was plump and elegant in temperament, appeared at the gate of the courtyard. Mrs. Zhang was already thirty-five years old this year, but because of her good maintenance, she looked only twenty-seven or eight years old. She stood at the gate of the courtyard with a smile, blocking Yin Tongxiang's way out. Her most trusted maid Qing'er stood on the left side of her body, and a little later on her right was Li Fu, the second housekeeper of the Xining Marquis Mansion, a strong man with a fierce spirit.

"Children greet her adopted mother." Yin Tongxiang knelt on the ground with her clothes and kowtowed to Mrs. Zhang.

"Yulang, please get up quickly, please get up quickly." A flower bloomed on Mrs. Zhang's face. She smiled and helped Yin Tongxiang up, holding his hand to ask about her well-being. She was so intimate. Taking advantage of this, Li Fu grabbed Yang Hao's arm and squeezed a smile on his square face covered with beards: "Dalang, you are still weak, go back and rest." Li Fu's palms were wide and warm, as hard as iron pliers. Yang Hao was led by him and couldn't help but follow him.

Yin Tongxiang knew she was trapped, but she could only smile bitterly.

Mrs. Zhang asked him: "My adopted mother has something to ask you, don't lie. What is the name of the girl Dalang knows? What kind of family background is it? How did they meet? Are they getting along with each other?"

Yin Tongxiang dared not hide it and answered truthfully: "The woman's name is Qi Yu, who was from an official family. She met during the spring trip by the Qujiang Pool in March this spring, and she often came and went there since then. Around the Dragon Boat Festival, Dalang invited us to drink, and she was there. Dalang asked us to call her "sister-in-law" and said that after August, he would invite us to have a wedding banquet. Unexpectedly, something happened to Dalang a few days later, and Miss Qi Yu also broke the news. This morning, she suddenly came to me and said that she was pregnant with Dalang's flesh and blood. Her parents asked her tightly and asked me to help her meet Dalang. I thought it was Dalang who was hiding from her,...I even started. Oh, I'm such a bastard!"

Yin Tongxiang slapped herself, her delicate and delicate ears were red and so spicy.

"Is Miss Qi Yu good-looking?" Mrs. Zhang asked with concern.

"I look great, have a gentle personality, and are very considerate. I am a little older than Dalang."

"It's better to be bigger!" Mrs. Zhang smiled, "Being bigger and more sensible is just right to restrain him."

"What a pity..." Mrs. Zhang suddenly sighed slowly, "At the beginning of the year, I went to Prince Rui's mansion to celebrate the birthday of the old concubine. The concubine promised to protect Dalang's family. Alas, although this matter is not settled, I also..."

Before Mrs. Zhang could say it, Yin Tongxiang stole it: "My adopted mother is too worried, and the Qi family has no intention of climbing up. It's just a sedan chair lifting over the door. There's a saying."

"She is also from an official family..." Mrs. Zhang hesitated for a moment, and changed the subject, "If she really doesn't care about her status, I will send someone to propose marriage. I will not treat her badly for her face."

"I'm afraid Dalang may not be willing." Yin Tongxiang laughed like a prank.

"He dares! I'll make the decision on this matter. I'll send someone to the Qi family to talk about their relatives tomorrow."

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Chapter completed!