Zhao Yurou frowned and squeezed the sharpened chopstick through her clothes. This action made her feel a little calm. She had indeed practiced martial arts for several days at home, and the victory of the bridal chamber made her look a little despised by this young master with a white face.

"I want to talk to you alone." Zhao Yurou said seriously.

Yang Tianfeng blinked, feeling a little confused. Hu Zi was worried and moved closer to Yang Tianfeng.

A light bamboo flashed in Zhao Yurou's eyes, which made Yang Tianfeng very uncomfortable. He nodded and said, "Huzi, wait for me at the door."

Hao Jiaqi and Li Yuehua walked out, and Hu Zi hesitated and did not move. Yang Tianfeng looked at Hu Zi and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I drank too much on the wedding night that day, today is different, and I have this." As he said that, he patted the pistol on his waist.

The room was temporarily silent, and Zhao Yurou frowned slightly, thinking about the words. Yang Tianfeng changed his position again, put his hands on the armrest of the chair, and tapped his fingers rhythmically.

Zhao Yurou raised her head, looked at Yang Tianfeng, and said with courage: "Actually, it is not impossible to marry you with me willingly. But the man I want to marry should be a man who stands tall, brave, fearless, open and honest man, rather than a big villain who is unrestrained, strong, shameless and despicable."

Yang Tianfeng had no obvious reaction on his face. He just nodded to these adjectives without objection, which surprised Zhao Yurou and couldn't help but pause.

According to the plot designed by the three of them, Yang Tianfeng should show a rebellious meaning after hearing these words, at least he would say something like "What do I do, you are willing to marry me" or "What do you want me to do, I will do whatever you want me to do, please believe me." Now Yang Tianfeng did not follow the routine, as if the words Zhao Yurou said had nothing to do with him.

Although there was a small accident, Zhao Yurou still had to continue acting. She blinked and continued: "I think these requirements are not too much and are not difficult to achieve."

Yang Tianfeng was too lazy to even go to his head, but just pursed his lips and showed an unknown smile. Little girl, she wanted me to change my past mistakes and return to justice. Unfortunately, I had a plan in my mind, and your provocation was useless.

Zhao Yurou was crazy and couldn't help but bit her lip again, stared at Yang Tianfeng with wide eyes, and raised her voice and said, "I'm right? What are you going to do? Let's just say a squeak."

Yang Tianfeng laughed even happier, then nodded again, opened his mouth and squeaked. He deliberately wanted to tease Zhao Yurou because it was more interesting to do so. Moreover, in his opinion, Zhao Yurou's acting skills were too clumsy, and this trick was ridiculous at all.

Zhao Yurou was defeated, staring, frowned, pursed her lips, gritted her teeth, and had a rich expression. She had the urge to poke a few holes in front of her with a sharp chopstick.

"If you have something to say, it's so tiring to beat around the bush. Actually, I'm still a little bit stubborn. Moreover, I locked you here for your own good. It's very dangerous outside!" Yang Tianfeng took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Hurry up, I have something important to do today."

Zhao Yurou sighed helplessly and said, "Where are my companions, if they are surprised, how could I stay here with peace of mind?"

"Their safety is not a problem for the time being." Yang Tianfeng pondered for a moment and said, "I can also let you meet frequently, but remember not to seek death by yourself. I don't want to hear the songs you just sang again. Those passionate arguments should be put away for me."

Zhao Yurou sneered twice, and couldn't help but laugh at her, "It's very comfortable to be a dog for the Japanese. A traitor who sells his soul and an accomplice of the Japanese devils will be hated by millions of Chinese people, and will never have a good end. Aren't you afraid?"

Yang Tianfeng's face was light and he said without joy or anger: "It is also a kind of happiness to be hated by patriots. If no one hates traitors, it is a truly sad thing for China."

Zhao Yurou frowned slightly and looked at Yang Tianfeng with disbelief. Such philosophical words would be said from the mouth of a traitor or a playboy, which really surprised her.

"Remember what I said, I also want to tell you those simple-minded companions, don't cause trouble for yourself." Yang Tianfeng stood up and wanted to leave, and finally said to Zhao Yurou: "Only by living longer can you see more and see real. It is good to have ambitions, but you also need to be able to bend and stretch. Okay, I'm leaving, you don't have to worry about me coming to force you again. Even if I want to - that, you have to be willing."

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The Wo River originates from Weishi County, Henan Province, flows southeast through Kaifeng, Tongxu, Fugou, Taikang, Luyi and Bozhou, Woyang and Mengcheng of Anhui Province. It has always been a major waterway between Henan and Anhui Province, and has been repeatedly affected by the overflow of the Yellow River. The middle and lower reaches of the tributary Huiji River trough was originally wide and deep, with good drainage capacity, and there is also the saying that "water does not exceed the Wool".

A disrepaired wooden bridge lies on the Wo River, like a snake with wounds on it, walking on it, the ancient bridge body creaking.

Under the protection of more than 20 guards, Yang Tianfeng led his horse to walk slowly through the bridge. Listening to the sound of running water under the bridge, Hu Zi walked carefully in front of him and complained: "Young Master, this bridge is very dilapidated. We should walk a few miles along the river to take a boat from the ferry to be reliable."

"Caring a boat? How much time will it take for such people and horses to waste?" Yang Tianfeng shook his head and said, "We are going to arrive in the city before noon. We will not be in a hurry when we come back. Let's take the boat again."

Just after crossing the bridge, a cool breeze whizzed by, and a large dark cloud spread out in the northeast, as if a storm was coming.

"Let's go quickly, don't let the rain shoot on the road." Yang Tianfeng looked at the sky, turned over and urged his men.

"Young master, the wind has its head and the rain has its feet. The wind will blow for a while, and the rain will not fall." A middle-aged man said lazily.

This middle-aged man is named Chen Dalong, and he is a distant relative of Mrs. Yang. If you are in seniority, Yang Tianfeng would have to call him "Sixth Uncle". He has planted land, hunted, rushed to Guandong, was arrested, and was called soldiers. He heard that he had also been bearded. His life experience is rich and colorful.
Chapter completed!