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Hua Twelve didn't expect that the other party would suddenly wash his feet. In Xu Zheng's memory, Ma Chunhua was a bit delicate and arrogant in front of him. He used to talk to her well but didn't listen much. Sometimes he even had to talk to this senior brother.

To fight against him, Xu Zheng had to give in before he could give up.

Unexpectedly, I beat up a big-mouthed guy today and even washed his feet in the evening. Could it be that this junior sister has some hidden attributes and the driver is uncomfortable without beating him?

Feeling the other party gently scrubbing his toes, Hua Twelve inevitably became a little distraught. At this moment, he heard Ma Chunhua seeming to be talking to herself and to him.

She just heard her say: "Chunhua made a mistake before. Since dad betrothed me to my senior brother, from now on you will be my husband, my god, and I will be your wife. Let's live a good life, okay...

"

As soon as Hua Twelve heard this, he opened his eyes and sat up, hooked Ma Chunhua's chin with his left hand, asked her to raise her head, and said in a cold voice:

"On the day when Master betrothed you to me, you asked Shang Baozhen to release little Hu Fei and let him touch your hand. If I hadn't been right over you, maybe that kid would have succeeded!"

"The next day you were unruly in the Merchants' Fort Garden and almost had sex with Fukang'an. You still want to be my wife like this? You're overthinking it!"

Ma Chunhua held her chin up as he listened to him tell her about the things she had done in Hutu these days. Her senior brother's tone was so ruthless and decisive that she couldn't help but shed tears again, and her whole body began to tremble involuntarily.

Then I heard Hua Twelve continue to say: "You have lost your virtue first. If you are no longer a wife, you can become a concubine. Humph, if it weren't for the sake of Master, I don't even have your share as a concubine. I would have sent you down long ago."

Meet the master."

These words made Ma Chunhua's pretty face turn pale and her whole body became cold.

Hua Twelve didn't care what she did, stretched out his hands and carried her directly to the bed, then took out a copper coin from his waist, threw it casually, and extinguished the candles in the room.

The next morning, when Hua Twelve got up, Ma Chunhua struggled to get out of bed. She first laid the bed for him last night, then fetched him water to wash his face and helped him groom himself.

Hua Twelve didn't stop her, and she didn't have any reason to be intolerant after the first time, because in this era, it was what a woman should do to serve her husband like this.

Of course, if you are in free love and you really like her, Hua Twelve will naturally not be like this. After all, he is a modern person with modern concepts and can still take care of girls.

The main reason is that he doesn't care about Ma Chunhua. In addition, the open task, maybe confronting these women who cheated his husband, is the key to the task.

Regarding the latter point, he thought it was very possible. After all, Hua Twelve felt refreshed after fighting against Ma Chunhua in the past two days. Whether it was mentally or physically, it was obvious that this thing was very good at dispelling resentment.

So Hua Twelve thought that it would be better to develop some rules for Ma Chunhua. If Ma Chunhua still behaved unruly when she was a girl, what would happen if he and Xu Zheng were cheated on in the future?

When Ma Chunhua was helping Hua Twelve wash up, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she peeked at him from time to time.

Hua Twelve said angrily: "Why, I've never seen your man before!"

Ma Chunhua pondered and said: "I always feel that my senior brother is getting more and more handsome every day. I don't know why, but it is even more so today. If she hadn't grown up with my senior brother since childhood, Chunhua would not dare to recognize him!"

Hua Twelve naturally knew that it was because of the system, but he couldn't say it clearly. He just smiled and said: "Of course, yesterday I was your senior brother, and today I am your man!"

Ma Chunhua's face was so red that she almost bled. If the original Xu Zheng had dared to say such embarrassing things to her when she was in the escort agency, he would have given her a small punch and a few kicks. But now she is just a concubine.

Able to abide by my duties as a concubine.

When the host brought breakfast, Hua Twelve deliberately avoided it, otherwise people would see him cutting off his braids, which would definitely cause a big disturbance. Only then did he realize that in this land controlled by the Qing Dynasty, no one left a trace.

Braids are such an inconvenient thing.

But Hua Twelve has no regrets. This thing is like a pig's tail. Keeping it is more uncomfortable than killing him.

However, Ma Chunhua proposed to get him a fake braid and sew it on the bamboo hat with needle and thread. As long as he wore the bamboo hat, outsiders wouldn't be able to see it.

Hua Twelve thought this was a good idea, so an hour after the two set out on the road again, the horse pulling the cart in front had a bald tail, and a long black and yellow braid appeared on the back of his hat.

At three o'clock in the morning, the carriage entered Cangzhou. At this time, the two of them were in love with each other. Ma Chunhua had the courage to ask: "Brother, what are we doing in Cangzhou?"

"Find a treasure and you will know it when the time comes!"

According to what Yan Ji said, Hua Twelve went to the countryside of Cangzhou and found the inn where he met Hu Yidao. He recalled watching the plot of "Flying Fox" and vaguely remembered that the tomb of Hu Yidao and his wife should be here.

Near a hotel.

He was too lazy to look for it, so he bought incense candles and paper money in the town. Then he found a local farmer and gave him a few copper coins to find out if there was a tomb nearby where the owner's surname was 'Hu' and a couple. He found it so easily.

The graves of Hu Yidao and his wife.

Hua Twelve sent the farmer away and took Ma Chunhua to burn a stick of incense for Hu Yidao. Although he was a stranger to Hu Yidao, he had seen many stories about Hu Yidao when he read novels. He knew that he was heroic and heroic, and he had also

My heart yearns for him, and although I have no other plans for my visit today, it is still a proper gift to pay my respects to this Liaodong hero.

Ma Chunhua was very well-behaved now. Although she thought the name Hu Yidao was so familiar, she didn't ask. She bowed when her husband asked him to bow and offered incense when asked. Then the couple burned all the paper money and ingots they brought.

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After everything was burned, Hua Twelfth Dynasty told Ma Chunhua: "Buried here are the parents of little Hu Fei!"

Ma Chunhua suddenly understood: "I asked why the name Hu Yidao is so familiar. It turns out that the name on the wooden sign of Shangbao is his!"

Hua Twelve nodded: "I came here because I knew that someone buried a treasure in front of Hu Yidao's tomb. This treasure was also obtained by that person accidentally, but it has a great effect on me. Just wait and let me look for it.

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As he spoke, he walked to three feet behind the tombstone. He remembered that at the end of "Flying Fox" when Hu Fei was besieged by Tian Guinong and his men, this was the location where Nan Lan said the knife was hidden.

Hua Twelve squatted down and started digging with both hands. He was extremely strong, and he dug more than half a foot in just a few strokes. Suddenly, his fingers on both hands touched something cold and hard at the same time. He quickly cleaned up the dust, and sure enough, the bottom was exposed.

A sheathed single sword.

When Ma Chunhua saw that her man had really dug something, she couldn't help but be curious and came over to take a look. She saw that it was a long knife, but the scabbard was dark and dark, and there was nothing different about it. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Hua Twelve saw that the handle of the knife was inlaid with gold and silver threads in the shape of a hooked eyebrow and a moon, and knew that this handle was undoubtedly the Leng Yue sword.

He immediately drew the sword out of its sheath, and under the scorching sun, a cold green light shot out, blinding Ma Chun. Only then did he realize that this sword was really a precious sword.

Hua Twelve took out the dagger he carried with him and threw it in the air. He swung the sword and heard a crisp "ding" sound. Before he could feel it in his hand, the dagger was cut into two pieces by Leng Yue's sword.
Chapter completed!