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!"The king of Nanling played perfectly while taking advantage of the fire, and the emperor admired it."

Walking next to Feng Qingbai, Ba Nian's face was smiling, and the smile was cold.

"Xiliang Huang Muzan, if you don't come to the door, this king wants to take advantage of the fire to find no chance." Feng Qingbai also smiled on his face, smiling lightly.

Feng Mohan deeply agreed with the emperor’s words, “It’s not a robbery anymore. In order to express our friendship with Xiliang, I ended up in Nanling from the twelve city pools to eight city pools. I can't be as generous as I am in Nanling. I thought the Emperor Xiliang would be grateful."

grateful?The smile on Ba Nian's face was even colder, "Your country has reduced four cities, but those four cities were exchanged for my Xiliang Saint Witch!"

"Isn't Xilianghuang nodding and exchanging his head?" Next to him, Zi Yi's man flirted with light words, which made him want to stop.

That's right, he nodded and agreed to exchange, and he had nothing to say about this.

If he does not agree, the holy witch is still the Xiliang ethnic group, and he continues to lose four more cities.

It was him who chose the city between the four cities and the holy witch.

It also shows that in his eyes, that ethnic group is not as important as the four cities.

He gave up the holy witch.

At that moment, Ba Nian felt the ridicule hidden in the man's words. His face was slapped hard, and the pain was hot.

Feng Qingbai saw him through.

The man knew that the position of the holy witch in his heart was far less important than actual interests.

Emperor Xiliang pursued longevity wholeheartedly, and finally he was buried alive in the tomb?The blood that can help him prolong his life cannot save his life at a critical time.

Therefore, as far as the Tamanians are concerned, the holy witch are optional.

He also cares about power, but he doesn't believe in longevity, only himself.

Xi Lianghuang's silence, Feng Mohan looked very satisfied in his eyes.In this game, Nanling won a great victory, and it was all thanks to his cooperation with the uncle. As long as he helped the uncle, he would certainly help the uncle with less effort.

Thinking of him from now on, he will become an indispensable person next to the uncle, Feng Mohan is more satisfied.

The non-stop eyelids couldn't stop his joy.

It was almost three o'clock at this time, the stars in the sky became sparse and sparse, and the night was full of ink.

The illuminated lantern hanging in front of the palace gate was infiltrated by the night, a little less bright, and was unable to illuminate the surroundings.

Out of the palace gate, the two parties were either excited or depressed, immersed in their emotions, and no one noticed the quiet carriage standing opposite the palace.

"Now that the two dynasties have reached an agreement on a truce, they also ask the Nanling Emperor and the Lord to communicate to the border as soon as possible, so that the General Nanling will withdraw his troops." Before going on the carriage, Banian emphasized again.

If he didn't mention it, he was worried that Nanling would deliberately delay, while Xiliang couldn't afford to delay.

The reason why Xiliang suffered such a big loss in this negotiation was that he lost a word of "urgency", otherwise, Nanling would never get eight cities from him.

"The Emperor Xiliang is assured that I will write to the northwest in a short time, and I must order the general Nanling in the shortest time. After all, Mocheng will be my land in Nanling. If Nanling continues to attack the city, would it be the water that washed the Dragon King Temple." Feng Mohan smiled and promised, and the words were heartbreaking.

The pretense smirk on Ban Nian's face was difficult to maintain. When the carriage came over, he immediately lifted the curtain to get on.

Outside the window, the uncle and nephew said "slowly."

Such a hypocrisy!

Watching the carriage leaving and leaving, there was a real sense of dust settling down, Feng Mohan was still immersed in excitement, and wanted to share his mood with the men around him, "Uncle..."

But he saw the man turned a deaf ear and walked straight towards a carriage that was quietly parked opposite.

The curtain of the carriage over there also just opened, revealing the woman's smiling face.

Gee, the emperor's aunt didn't go back one night, and the aunt could not sleep.

"Auntie, rest assured, all the eunuchs and waitresses were in the hall during the negotiation. I didn't put a humeizi and showed you the uncle tightly."

The people around were almost gone, not afraid of being heard by outsiders, Feng Mohan shouted to the opposite, turned around and ran.

While the uncle is far away, he can still escape.

The impulse is the devil, and he regrets it after calling.

This is his loyalty to the aunt. The uncle should not be able to settle accounts after the autumn... right.

He didn't know that his emperor didn't care about him at this time.Feng Qingbai was full of eyes at the moment, only the woman on the carriage smiling lightly at him.

At this hour, seeing her appear here, Feng Qingbai said it was unclear what it was like in her heart.

When he saw the carriage at the gate of the palace, he guessed she must be here.

If he did not exercise extreme restraint, then he wanted to rush over and rub her into his arms.

Her appearance made his heart hot.

After a day of gaming, those tired exhaustions disappeared when they saw her smile.

Not far from the palace gate, there was a carriage, which stopped suddenly because of Feng Mohan's words.

The people in the car quickly opened the curtains and looked back, but only had time to see a purple corner of the horse jumping on the carriage.

Other than that, there was only the faint candlelight in the carriage that fainted through the window.

Ba Nian's eyes sank.

Feng Mohan's aunt is Princess Nanling.The woman he had never seen before, who always kept him in his arms, was in the carriage.

Unexpectedly, she would come to the gate of the palace in the middle of the night to pick up the king of Nanling.

He has heard a lot of rumors about King Nanling and Princess Nanling, all of whom said that the two scorpions are deep in love, and now it seems to be the case.

Putting down the curtain, Banian told the carriage to start again, without waiting for the carriage behind.

Only the eyes hidden in the dim, shining an unknown light.

Princess Nanling has always been close to King Nanling, but can King Nanling really want this person as long as he promises.

In different dynasties and generations, as long as the children of the royal family, which are not wives and concubines, to protect the lush foliage, how long can the Nanling King persist.

The days will be very long in the future, and he has time to watch slowly.

Feng Qingbai got into the carriage and sat next to Liu Yusheng. "How long has it been, can you be tired?"

She has always had regular work and rest, and she hasn't rested until this hour, how could she not be tired.

He asked nonsense.

"Not tired," Liu Yusheng shook his head, his eyes smiled faintly, and his eyes fell on the man's tired eyebrows. He said nothing, but let him lean on her.

Liu Zhixia folded his hand on the book and raised his eyes, "Is there still two big living people in the car, is it bothering you?"

"So you are there. You didn't talk, I didn't find it."

"The boy is coming, I can't stop it, I can only follow it."

"Are you sure to use Sheng Sheng as the first bird?"

Liu Zhixia wanted to take the scroll in his hand and shoot it on the man's head. Does he need to make a bird for him?

Is he the kind of unconscionable brother?