vomit!

The manager almost vomited.

Wash twice more?! It's okay?! I'll go to yours!

If it were usual, someone would have been so slandered and called him over, but now... he really didn't dare.

Even if I vomited to death, I wouldn’t dare to have an attack in person!

In short, this manager switched to three markets before and after, but he couldn't buy a single vegetable!

I walked back empty-handed, but now I didn't feel relaxed when I went back now. I was carrying three steps, one post, five steps, and one whistle. I started to search my body before I took a few steps, and I didn't let go of all the secret places in my body. After searching this level, I encountered a few steps and another round of searching my body, but I still didn't let go of all the secret places in my body...

See if there is any message carrying... What if the search is not carefully and you miss it?

Those hidden places are the key search targets that are entrained and must not be left out!

Therefore, when this manager returned to Yang's house, it was already the fourth day.

Throughout the investigation and investigation, almost half of his life was lost.

Even check the cracks in the nails; where else can't be found?

There are also those things, the chrysanthemums are broken and the body is covered with injuries, without any falsehood!

...

Yang Mansion Inner Courtyard.

Yang Botao was calm on the surface, but in fact he was already in a state of mind and could not be at all at ease.

And around him were the Sijilou masters who had used various identities to sneak in; there were more than twenty people.

But although there are many people, they are peaceful and peaceful.

For these people, what is happening now is just a small matter, and no matter the final success or failure, it is insignificant.

However, the current situation has a very different meaning for Yang Botao!

As a man from Yu Tang, Yang Botao was born and raised in Yu Tang and started a family and made achievements... It can be said that he knows the joys and sorrows of his own, and it is never easy.

However, in a few days, Yang Botao suddenly realized that what he had worked hard for and had fought for for a lifetime was about to face destruction... and the source of all this was because of the secret matters he had done that he thought was meticulous and would never know...

The mood at this moment is hard to describe and cannot be expressed.

Especially when looking at the masters of the Four Seasons Tower around them all looked calm, Yang Botao was so angry that he didn't care: Of course you can ignore it, at worst you can leave here, return to the world, and be home to the world - anyway, you have already become accustomed to that kind of life.

But what about me?

Has anyone ever thought about it for me?

"Master, please invite me." A pretty little maid came over timidly.

Yang Botao coughed and said, "Madam, do you think there is something wrong? I still have important matters to deal with. If there is no important matter, I will talk about it later!"

For some reason, Yang Botao suddenly felt panic and afraid to face the person who had been by his side for decades. He clearly stopped his official duties and was bored, but he didn't dare to say it clearly and did not dare to face it.

"Madam seems to have something important to discuss with the Grandmaster, please go there as soon as possible." The little maid said.

"Tell my wife, I'll be there later."

Yang Botao paced, pondered for a while, and finally sighed: "Please sit here for a while, and I'll go."

A leading old man in green smiled and said, "Master, please take care of yourself."

Yang Botao nodded and strided away.

...

"Madam is looking for me?" Yang Botao walked into the bedroom. This was the most private space in the entire Yang Mansion. Usually, only the couple and a personal maid who was responsible for cleaning and cleaning were the only ones who could come to this room.

But now in this private small space, there is a small table in front of the couch, with four plates of side dishes, a pot of wine, two wine glasses, and two pairs of bowls and chopsticks on it.

"Well, for some reason tonight, I suddenly became interested and wanted to drink a cup with my husband." Yang Botao's wife is a descendant of the official and a lady from a wealthy family. Although she is over 40 years old, she is still slim and beautiful as a flower.

Yang Botao has such a wife, which makes others envious of others as a matter of little business and comforts her as a topic of conversation.

"Well, unexpectedly, my wife was so happy. I had a drink with her!" Yang Botao smiled heartily, as if he was very interested, and sat down directly, smelling the fragrance of the dish, and looked intoxicated: "The side dishes that the lady has cured are getting better and better..."

"If you think it's delicious, eat more." Mrs. Yang sat opposite her, picked up the wine glass, and Maimai Qiubo looked at Yang Botao: "Husband, please."

"Please, please."

Yang Botao laughed and drank the wine in his hand.

He looked very happy and cheerful, and he was more relaxed than his usual majesty and solemnity, but he hid all the negative emotions.

Mrs. Yang covered her face with her sleeves and slowly drank the glass of wine in her hand. While drinking, her eyes stared at Yang Botao's face without blinking.

"Why is the madam looking at me like this?" Yang Botao smiled and said, "But see if I'm old?"

Mrs. Yang smiled gently: "You are in your prime, so how can you say that Laozi? But I... I looked at the bright moon last night and suddenly remembered that it has been twenty-seven years since I married into the Yang family..."

Yang Botao sighed in slightest sigh.

Twenty-seven years...

So it's been so long...

Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white hair on earth.

Whether it is a beauty or a famous general, the ruthless years are their biggest enemies and cannot be defeated!

"This time the matter..." Mrs. Yang looked out the window and said slowly: "It seems... it's not easy to spend it?"

Yang Botao trembled and said, "Madam, don't worry, this incident is just a misunderstanding. I just need to clarify everything. Natural dust will fall to the ground, and the old view will be restored. Those who are pure will be clear, and there is no need to worry about it."

Mrs. Yang slowly turned her head and looked at Yang Botao's face with a gentle look, capturing Yang Botao's eyes.

However, Yang Botao's eyes were just a pair of her, so he immediately dodged, lowered his eyes and picked up the wine glass twice.

"I know this is true." Mrs. Yang said: "You, my husband and I have been sleeping together for so many years. I know your habits. Once you feel guilty, you will evade your eyes."

"Especially when facing me!"

Yang Botao remained silent and never responded for a long time.

"Since the previous year, your temper has become very strange, and your temper has become bigger and bigger. In the middle of the night, you always go out for a walk alone in your robe..."

Mrs. Yang said: "From then on, I knew that you had something to do."

"Last year, when the incident of the Nine Lords's resignation suddenly appeared, you became increasingly abnormal; at first I thought you were unfortunately falling, and Yu Tang's luck was greatly damaged. As the head coach, you were worried about it. However, after you personally killed the old dog you had raised for more than ten years, I vaguely felt that things were not so simple..."

"Later, you would wake up in the middle of the night, sweating profusely, which showed your abnormality."

Mrs. Yang said quietly: "I know you have something to do, but if you don't say it, I won't ask. Men, you must have some space for themselves; I believe you won't hide what you can say to me."

"I had a naive fantasy before that you would definitely be able to get through it by yourself and adjust it soon..." Mrs. Yang smiled sadly and said, "So I have been waiting for you to get through it, and then tell me about this mental journey."

"But I didn't expect that I would wait until today, and what I finally waited for was such a terrifying news. Is my sky going to collapse?!"

Mrs. Yang shook her head and sighed: "Husband, why is this? Tell me, I want to know!"

Yang Botao sat like a statue, motionless for a long time and without saying a word.

Since Mrs. Yang started talking, he has never moved again; his face has become less and less beautiful, as pale as paper.

When Yang Botao heard this sentence, why, his body trembled involuntarily.

"My husband is a native of Yu Tang; his body is covered with blood from Yu Tang. Since joining the army, he has been through the battlefield for a long time and has been through many battles. He has been working hard all the way to now. He is below one person and above ten thousand people. It can be said that he has reached the peak of his ministers. On the battlefield, he is even the commander of a army. With an order, he can make millions of soldiers die calmly without regrets..."

Mrs. Yang's voice was very calm: "I know how many injuries you have suffered for the Yu Tang Kingdom and how much suffering you have suffered. There are 135 scars on your body! For many years, I have tried my best to defend my country and fight on the battlefield, and never fall behind. My husband is a well-known good man, a good man with a strong heart! He is a loyal minister of Yu Tang Kingdom! I am extremely sure of this!"

"But because of this, I am even more puzzled: Since my husband is such a great hero who can be famous in history, why did he do such a thing?!"

Mrs. Yang's voice was always very calm. After saying this last sentence, she slowly raised her head, and her clear eyes looked at Yang Botao in a flash, and said slowly: "Why, you design the Nine Lords?! Tell me!"

Speaking of the last three words, Mrs. Yang's tone has always been full of straightforward words, and it has turned into high-pitchedness!

The cold sweat from Yang Botao's forehead was oozing out.

"Tell me, two and a half years ago, every time you talk about military affairs, you would always say how the Nine Lords were like. From the beginning, those little guys slowly went to the Nine Lords later. All of them are showing your great recognition of the Nine Lords."

"When you talk about the Nine Lords, even if you talked endlessly and made long comments at that time, especially when you accidentally got ambushed, the Nine Lords appeared to save the army and saved the army. You solemnly promised that all your life would be a reward."

Mrs. Yang said: "But I don't know when you start, you no longer talk about Jiuzun, and you no longer talk about everything at the dinner table. Over time, from your mouth, you have not heard the word Jiuzun in two years."

Yang Botao's muscles twitched and spasmed with sweat, his face became increasingly ugly, and he was almost disgusted.
Chapter completed!