Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!"I'm not good at wine, I'm just interested in something new, and I travel long distances. If I can't taste what I want, there will be regrets in my heart."

"Life is impossible, and regret is the norm."

"Is there any regret in the life of King Nanling?"

"There are so many."

After a banquet, the drunken party ended.

Back at Qiande Hall, Feng Mohan lay down directly on the dragon bed.

Tired.

It's too tiring.

Especially to face someone who is comparable to the uncle's aura, the feeling is like facing two uncles at the same time.

Feng Mohan was a little bit unreasonable.

"Uncle, Duan Ting is a very difficult character."

"How do you know?" Feng Qingbai sat at the window, sobering in the evening wind.

Because you are hard to get around, Feng Mohan naturally dare not say that he took the uncle into Duan Ting, "Look at him, sitting in a wheelchair, you can still make the respected and respected ministers of the civil and martial arts who follow you, visible in Beicang , Is an unbelievable character. Especially with a smile on his face from time to time.

"Learn more, you can do what he does in the future, and you will have control of the entire court."

"..." It was far away, "Uncle, I think you two chatted well in the table. What did he talk to you about?"

Feng Qingbai said nothing, looking up at the night sky stars.

His little girl appeared in his mind, and he laughed happily in the Liu family compound.

That side is calm, he will try his best to maintain it.

At this time, a man in a wheelchair in a room in the station also stared at the window.

"Master, do you say that Nanling King will allow us to go to Xinghua Village? The man is very thoughtful and unpredictable."

"Yes or not, where do I want to go, do I need to get other people's consent?" The man smiled and said lightly.

"I heard that King Nanling was very tightly guarding Xinghua Village, and Wang Ye wanted to make a trip, I was afraid that it might not be smooth."

"Yeah. The road blocker is too difficult to deal with. What should I do?"

King Nanling, wind cypress.

It is indeed not as good as seeing it.

Turning his head to look at the environment in the room, the layout is good, and the place where he is greeted by other countries is naturally not cold, but it seems that there is always something missing.

Pat the wheelchair armrest, "Go, go to Nanling Palace."

"Master?"

"Huh?" He glanced at the maidservant, "Zifeng, you have a lot of words today."

The maidservant named Zifeng immediately lowered her head and dared not speak again, and instead pushed the wheelchair away.

The master has a good temperament, but he never allows others to put his beak in his mouth.

Feng Qingbai stepped on Xingyue and returned to his palace. When he entered the palace, he saw the man who regarded him as his own family.

Turn around the wheelchair and walk around the hall, take a look here, and overturn there.

It's really a rare guest.

Entering the hall, Xiao Xiao was called for tea, and Feng Qingbai sat down on a chair, not patrolling the men. "If there are any improper arrangements, King Ting can make comments."

The man looked back and raised his eyebrows with a smile. "Nanling Wang did not ask me why I appeared here?"

"You are already there, why ask." He wanted to say, naturally he would say, do not want to say, ask what is the use.

Duan Ting laughed, "I like your temperament, unlike others, buzzing a lot of questions in my ears, so annoying."

"It seems that King Ting has a hobby of breaking into other people's homes, otherwise, he will not be able to cause that much trouble."

"I'm just curious about many things."

"Now, is curiosity satisfied?"

Duan Ting turned his wheelchair, approached the windy cypress, and looked at him with his cheek. "No, I'm not curious about things. I'm more curious about you."

"Do you have a quibble? Sorry, this king doesn't."

Duan Ting's face was drawn invisible, and he stepped back, "If someone dares to say this to me, the head has fallen."

"Fortunately, Ben Wang's head is still growing around his neck."

After watching Feng Qingbai for a moment, Duan Ting lowered his head slightly, patting the wheelchair armrest and laughing, "I don't like the post room. Tonight, I live in Nanling King's Mansion, may Nanling King guarantee my safety?"

"Come here, prepare a room, and bring your guests in." Instructed the people in the middle of the house, Feng Qingbai got up and nodded to Duan Ting. "Ting King please help yourself."

"Thank you." Behind, there was a gentle voice from the man.

Feng Qingbai did not return.

That night, an assassin tried to sneak into the Nanling King's Palace and was stopped outside the impenetrable protection of the King's Palace.

The fighting continued for nearly an hour. The people in the guesthouse slept soundly. When they heard the movement, they only twitched their eyelids and went back to sleep.

When Wei Zi came to the newspaper, Feng Qingbai was writing a book for his little girl in the study.

"Master, the assassins have different martial arts skills than before, and they are not the same."

Feng Qingbai didn't raise his head, "He came to Duan Ting. He stayed in the palace for a few days and strengthened the defense of the palace."

"Master means that he deliberately came to the palace to seek asylum?"

"The battle of the royal family of Beicang is not calmer than that of Nanling. A person who is not good at his behavior and is shocked is absolutely gorgeous. The person who is valued by the royal family of Beicang is more than people who want him to die."

"So, did Master Zi get involved in the royal struggle of Beicang?" Wei Zi frowned. There were so many things on Master Zi that he had nothing to do with Duan Ting, would he not find something for himself.

"Assassins attacked the Nanling Royal Mansion. The Royal Mansion was justified. What does it have to do with the royal battle? The king knows nothing about those."

"..." Wei Zi withdrew from the corner of his mouth.

Early in the morning of the second day, the people in the guesthouse pushed out the wheelchair and came out full of energy. When they saw the wind and cypress, they stretched out.

"Yes, is this the early morning dynasty?"

"No, the next morning."

"It turns out that it's so late. I'm sorry. I slept soundly last night and didn't wake up."

"Why, you don't have many days to sleep well."

Duan Ting rubbed his forehead, "Your lord, you have thorns, and you are stunned."

"The King of the Palace regarded my Nanling Palace as a free bodyguard. I can't stick it together? It's your payment." Feng Qingbai said quietly, passing by the man.

Behind him, Duan Ting propped his cheeks, looked at his back, and smiled in the corner of his mouth.

"Master, are you going back to the post? This time, the envoys came over to negotiate with Nanling. The king was not there, and the dragons were headless."

"It's hard to come by once, so anxious? Let them wait, cart and stroll around the garden."

The two maids looked at each other and had no choice but to push up the wheelchair and walk along the various paths of the royal palace to walk around the other courtyard and the back garden.

While walking through a few other courtyards, the man looked at the name of the other courtyard and chuckled again, "Liu Yun Pavilion, Yu Qing Yuan, Sheng Xiao Yuan. It's really interesting, I can't see it, the famous Nanling King is so affectionate."

"Yangye, Liu Yusheng, is the name of Yunzhou Little Magic Doctor."

"Yes, Ben Wang knows, but Ben Wang doesn't like people to be reminded." The man looked at Zifeng with a smile on his face, not reaching the bottom of his eyes.

"The Lord forgive sins!"