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!Moreover, when Xiaofenger came over at this time, it was not normal.

It was already in the sky and she was ready to go back to the temple after refining the last pill. When she left, the queen mother would naturally have to take a break.

Xiaofeng'er knows their work schedule and will not come again to disturb after dinner.

The exception today.

"Did something happen?"

Feng Mohan didn't know that the woman was so sensitive, and stared at her, not knowing how to answer.

Conceal, or tell the truth?

The sight finally fell on the woman's raised abdomen, and Feng Mohan smiled, "It's okay, but the uncle is not here. I handle so much government affairs every day, but I can't push it to the cabinet and the Hanlin Academy. It's a bit of energy."

"I used to try my best to be lazy, but now I have another brain in government affairs," the woman shook her head, persuading him, "do work and work and rest, don't press yourself too tight."

"Got it, Auntie."

Seeing the woman began to pack up the scattered herbs on the table, it was ready to go back to the temple to rest, Feng Mohan helped her together.

On the soft couch over there, the Empress Dowager still leaned on the couch to read the scriptures, under the bright candlelight, her face was faint.

It is rare to hear her knocking on the wooden fish now, but she will turn over the scriptures to take a look at her leisure time on weekdays.

In terms of meals, it is also more vegetarian.

She no longer seems to be attached to the ritual Buddha.

"The queen mother, it's getting late, don't read anymore, take a rest early. Reading in this light for a long time is bad for your eyes." When the woman came to her, she said more.

The Empress Dowager yelled, her eyes closed.

"Grandma, after we leave, don't let the empress read the book again, wait for her to fall asleep earlier."

"The slave maid knows."

When the woman turned and left, the Queen Mother looked up at her back.

At the age of nineteen and twenty or less, everything is taken care of, and it's up to her.

Then I looked at Feng Mohan, although the teenager pretended to be casual, but occasionally dropped his eyes, the dignified pressure on his brows could not hide her eyes.

It must have happened, otherwise Feng Mohan would not be so emotionally exposed.

What makes Feng Mohan like this should be related to Qin Xiao.

He now has a large army, and he has already traveled half way.

"Queen Empress, Mo is going to read again, it's time to rest." The old mother's reminder came from her ear.

Putting the scriptures close together, the empress dowager said lightly, "You helped Princess Nanling to take charge of the house of mourning? The house of mourning is your master."

"The old slave didn't dare, but the empress dowager had to take care of the phoenix body for the sake of it."

In recent years, the Empress Dowager closed the door and nourished her heart. Every day she was sad and grieved, and she was hurt.

When the princess did not live in the Yangxin Palace before, the empress often coughed and couldn't sleep at night, which was only recently better.

The Empress Dowager knew her situation, and said nothing more, and went into the inner room.

Looking out through the windows of the inner room, the moonlight was thick.

The same moonlight hit the canal river surface, reflecting the sparkling.

At first glance in the river, it seemed to fall into the sky with broken stars.

When the army crosses the river, ships sail one by one, and they grow long on the canal.

Ride the wind and waves.

Long dragon dragon head, Qin Xiao dressed in silver armor, hands on his back, his eyes fell on the far end of the night.

The ship on the river has been nearly 20 days, and the army will reach Yigu City in about 10 days.

The young emperor was in a hurry, and ordered him to send 200,000 troops to Yigu City to deter the East Vietnamese emperor.

Thinking of playing chess with Tianzi that night, Tianzi set him in an ambush in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and Qin Xiao's eyes were dull.

"Ignorant child."

He has been fighting on Qin Xiao's battlefield for decades, and he has made many achievements. After countless storms and waves, how could he be frightened by a child.

It is the difference between a monarch and a minister, and he has long ignored it.

What he refused to do, even though he was holding a knife around his neck, did not expect him to bow his head.

Chaoyun is so strange that every step is a scheming.

Who counted who, who can guess until the end.

"General, there is a ten-mile slope on the northern outskirts of Yigu City, and a hundred miles of grassland is suitable for camping..." The subordinate reported.

"Okay, let's camp ten lipo." Qin Xiao said indifferently, "Submit the order and order the left, right, and third wing deputies to come to my cabin. I will have something to explain."

"Yes!"

In Yigu City, Feng Qingbai and the Dongyue Emperor had three interviews, but they all broke up.

Cheng Sheng looked anxious in his eyes. In these few days, he could no longer pretend to be a face-to-face man, and he was entangled with wind and green cypresses. "My lord, the two sides have talked for three times. The East Vietnamese emperor has always been unable to give a charter. The Eastern Army has always been stationed outside the border, and it poses a great threat to Nanling in China. If the talks fail, it is better to go to war directly and promote our prestige!"

"General Cheng is sure to win the victory?" Feng Qingbai asked.

"This... although I don't dare to say that I'm sure of it, but as long as I can wait for the reinforcements to move to the DPRK, the grain and grass can be guaranteed, and he doesn't want to break my border town in East Vietnam!

Feng Qingbai looked up at the moonlight and looked confused, thoughtfully, "If the king can't persuade the Dongyue emperor for the last interview tomorrow, he will make an appointment at that time."

Cheng Sheng was sent, Feng Qingbai did not return to the room, sitting in the courtyard of Yamen, looking at the moon.

In these days, I had three successive interviews with Dongyue. Although the Dongyue Emperor showed a wave of vacillation, he never let go of his troops.

He interviewed him again and again.

Tap your fingers on your knees to reorganize things during this time, and after careful thought, Feng Qingbai's eyes lightened.

Not letting go, and letting him leave Yigu City for the reason of the interview, the emperor of Dongyue was dragging him.

Behind the scenes, big things are bound to happen.

-Leave quickly.

Xue Honglian's reminder rang in his ear that day, hooked his lips, and Feng Qingbai smiled faintly.

It seems that some people united with the Dongyue Emperor and wanted to keep him in Yigu City forever.

The two countries are at war, and they will not fight.

The first three times he was able to withdraw from the whole body. Tomorrow is the fourth time. Can the Emperor Dong Yue still obey that rule?

I'm afraid not necessarily.

"Master, do you really want to go tomorrow?" Wei Zi appeared.

"Go, why don't you go, if you don't go, wouldn't it be a joke for the rats." This interview was a post posted by the East Vietnamese emperor, and was located at the East Vietnam border palace.

"Master, the emperor of Dongyue has been tongue-twisting, insidious and cunning, by no means glorious. His subordinates worry that tomorrow will be a great feast."

"Even if it's a Hongmen banquet, this king will have to go and see if it's not true?" Otherwise, how can he get the black hand behind him.

Knowing that there is no way to persuade the master, Wei Zi sinks his eyebrows, "Tomorrow's escort will accompany the master and will never leave the master!"

"No, you can't go tomorrow. If you go, they can't find any help when the king is going to run. You are outside the palace, waiting to meet the king."

Wei Zi was speechless, he didn't understand that it was such a time, how could the master behave so lightly.