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

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The Emperor Bei Cang suddenly suffered this, and then, the imperial family of Bei Cang will inevitably start another bloody storm.

According to the nature of the Emperor Bei Cang for a holy dragon to be able to poison the child, how can he show mercy to others.

Beicang is going to be chaotic.

When Beicang is in chaos, the neighboring countries are bound to move.

As one of the powerful countries, who does not want to share a piece of fat in Beicang?

Everything Gong Ling did was to disrupt the entire chess game!

Liu Yusheng was silent for a long time when he heard the news.

They didn't expect that the goal of Helian would be the Eighth Prince.

The Yuan King who had just been informed by everyone that he really got the heart of Beicang Emperor, thought that from then on the scenery was infinite, but in the end he was destined to Huang Quan.

"Gongling may know Bei Canghuang's intention earlier than everyone else," embraced the woman, and Qing Qingbai whispered, "When the eighth prince had not surfaced, Gongling had assassinated him once at the Royal Hunting Ground. . It was also that time that Duan Ting and I began to notice this Yuan Wang."

"You said, what is the identity of Hei Lian, why did he know so many things?" The matter of Yuan Wang, even the brothers and sisters who grew up with him, did not see the clues. How did Hei Lian know that Bei Cang Huang wanted Pass the throne to Yuan Yuan?

"His ability is much greater than we thought. Perhaps, very long ago, at the center of power in various countries, he had buried a hidden pile."

"However, he is only in his twenties at most?"

"What if there are people on him?"

The two looked at each other and were silent again.

After Xu Yu, Feng Qingbai rubbed the little girl's head, "Don't worry so much, the soldiers will cover up the water and the earth, and we will soon leave Beicang. The things here have nothing to do with us."

"Why doesn't matter," Liu Yusheng said with a glance at him. "When the countries start to mess up, it's time for the men to fight."

"Those things are me. You usually brew wine, refining medicine, and accompany me more."

"Um-obey!"

The eighth prince died, and the memorial ceremony was held in Beicang throughout the country. The affair was held recently. As the regent king of Nanling, Feng Qingbai and his envoy sent condolences and then offered his resignation.

At this juncture, it is impossible for Bei Cang Huang to tell the world to conclude diplomatic relations, and they cannot wait here forever.

There are still many hidden dangers in the chapel on the side of Nanling.

He needs to go back to calm the situation.

This time, the Emperor Bei Canghuang didn't keep it any longer, and his mind was immersed in the pain of bereavement. In just two days, the majestic and mighty power at the first sight seemed to be overwhelmed with twilight, and the whole person was much older.

Before leaving, the palace sent the emperor's heart to see him off, in addition to Duan Ting, as well as Li Ruibai and Li Ruifan.

"Farewell this time, I don't know when I will meet again, Feng Qingbai, I will miss you." Feng Qingbai left, and the best bodyguards were gone.

The last time he ordered the Fuzhong bodyguard to shoot people into a sieve, he didn't know if the assassin remembered his enemies.

In case of revenge, he may not be able to stop...

Feng Qingbai only glanced at him lightly. I don't know when to start. This person's title changed from Nanling Wang to Feng Qingbai, changing quietly.

"Don't give it away, say goodbye today, there will always be a day to meet."

"That must be there. If I miss you, I will go to Nanling to see you."

Liu Yusheng raised his arms in windy cypress and said goodbye to his brother and sister Li Ruibai. He pulled the man and turned his head on the boat, without saying hello to Duan Ting.

A big man always says such ambiguous words, he is not cold!

As the two of them entered the cabin, Duan Ting supported his jaw with one hand, with a faint smile on his face.

It's a blessing to be able to make one or two friends who won't stab you with a knife in their lifetime.

Sitting on the boat, watching the figure on the pier getting farther and farther, in front of the waves of phosphorus and phosphorus in the canal, Liu Yusheng took a long sigh of relief.

"I can finally go home." After more than a month, they were able to set foot on the land of Nanling. Thinking of this, she felt the blood swelled with excitement.

The heart is like an arrow.

"Well, returning to Nanling should be November. If there is no major event in North Korea, I will return to Xinghua Village for Chinese New Year." Condensing his little girl, Feng Qingbai was ashamed.

In the blink of an eye, it's been almost three years since their reunion, and his little girl is from 16 to 19 years old.

Three years, it was quite a long time, but the time he spent with her, I was afraid that it would not exceed a year and a half.

In her fragrant age, he had to spend most of his time in government affairs.

Miss her best time.

Seeing the man showing this expression, Liu Yusheng twisted his face slightly guilty.

He was sorry there, but she was secretly rejoicing.

As long as he is not in a hurry, she feels that it is possible to get married after the age of twenty.

That's normal.

Eighteen-nine-year-old is a modern marriage and is an early marriage.

Pulling the guilty girl into her arms, snuggling to watch the sunset at the other end of the horizon, a light smile appeared on Feng Qingbai's face.

It takes more than a month for the boat to reach Nanling. For more than a month, he and his little girl can get along alone.

For him, it is something that makes him feel very happy.

At this time, the two of them were unaware that Nanling had a huge shock when they were sailing on the canal.

At that time, the Xinghua Village was still calm.

In just over a month, Liu Zhiqiu and Wei Lan's jaws were obviously fat by relying on the food stole by the wandering lang.

For this, the old lady casually found a name and packed the two together.

After the water was hot, it was worse again.

The butt was beaten hot, and Liu Zhiqiu couldn't sleep well at night.

Simply turned over the roof to bask in the moonlight.

Leaning on Erlang's legs, he continued to practice the tactics coaxed from Wei Lan with a roast chicken, and began to learn to send and receive internal force.

Although the calibers of the two guards around him were the same, they all said that he couldn't exercise his inner strength at this age.

Liu Zhiqiu hummed, he was a genius of Xiwu, and his talents were very different. They said that he couldn't practice anything that he couldn't practice.

It's just that I'm still not very skilled. I often distort it when I put out my palms.

Gathering the energy of walking around the body to a place, from thin to thick, and then back to the palm, the original block has become smooth, and he is quite satisfied with the result.

In the air, slowly, there was a scorching smell, if there was none.

Then it became stronger and stronger.

Liu Zhiqiu suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the roof.

Eyes searched sharply, and finally saw the fire in the compartment of the inner courtyard!

"Little White Lotus!" With a low curse, he jumped from the roof to the inner yard and got closer, clearly hearing the panic from inside.