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!In the Yuanfu Flower Hall, Yuan Lao sat on a recliner with a blanket on his lap and a chess board in front of him, waiting in strict array.

The stove was lit in the hall, and the warmth mingled.

Liu Zhixia walked in, sat down at the other end of the board, twisted the pieces smoothly and dropped on the board.

"Huh, you can go to the Three Treasure Halls if you have nothing to do. Now you don't want to come to see the old man." Old Lao Yuan also fell down and complained. "Come here?"

"Old Yuan is well-informed and nothing can hide you."

Yuan Yunqiao took advantage of his busy business in the palace and went to the door to talk to his wife about things. Old Yuan didn't know it at the time, and he should know it now.

"In spring next year, she will enter the palace draft." Yuan Lao said silently for a moment.

"Lao Yuan may not know your great-granddaughter well. If she can easily be reconciled, she won't do such things." Liu Zhixia said lightly, "Although the official position is low, the temperament is not very good. Someone has been provoking time and time again, and when the time comes, he will never show mercy."

Chess pieces twisted in his fingers, but he couldn't let go, and finally Lao Yuan sighed in a low voice, "Trouble you."

Originally he did not make up his mind, how could it be his great-granddaughter, if she did not want to go to the palace, then find a good family to marry as early as possible, it is also very good to live peacefully in a lifetime.

It's just that he didn't expect this great-granddaughter to do such a degrading thing.

Repeatedly stepping on Liu Zhixia's reverse scale, no one would complain that someone would come to the door to speak.

Liu Zhixia's temperament may not be fully understood by others, but he sees it clearly.

Don't look at Liu Zhixia's appearance of being elegant and humble, it really needs to be ruthless.

How much did the little emperor plant in Liu Zhixia's hands?

The last son fell, and the old man had a penchant for defeat.

Liu Zhixia got up, "In today's visit, in addition to visiting Yuan Lao, Xiaguan also wanted to see Miss Yuan and talk to her alone."

"Just talk here. The spirit is getting worse as I get older. I'm going to take a nap. You talk slowly." Yuan Lao got up and walked out with the help of Xiao Xiao, "Go and call the lady."

In the living room of the Beyond Garden, Yuan Yunqiao was awkward.

She had been in this state since the receipt of Liufu's post yesterday afternoon.

Liu Zhixia would come to the door, as she expected.

Prior to being invited alone, Liu Zhixia refused her with different distinctions between men and women.So she only went to Liufu yesterday. First, to let Fu Yuzheng know her thoughts, she tried her best to persuade, and second, for today, to talk with Liu Zhixia alone.

She knew that she went to Fu Yuzheng, and that Liu Zhixia's protection from Fu Yuzheng would certainly not leave her alone, and she must find her head.

"Miss, Master Liu came to visit, and the old man asked you to go to the flower hall."

When the maid came to report, Yuan Yun cleverly settled, "You go to serve tea first, and I'll be here immediately."

He will definitely come to see her.

She waited a long time.

Looking down to check your dress, and squeezing the broken hair near your ear, taking a deep breath, Yuan Yunqiao went to the flower hall.

When I walked to the door of the flower hall, I felt warm, and the indoor fire was burning vigorously.

The man wore a navy blue robe, the same color belt on the waist, and the silver silk on the garment outlined a simple and elegant pattern, which diluted the dullness of the dark, like the finishing touch, and it also matched the man's elegant and elegant, Yushu Lanzhi.

He was sitting on the guest seat, holding a white jade tea cup in his hand. The tea tasting movement was not slow or slow, and his hands were full of grace.

Hearing her footsteps, the man put down the cup in his hand and looked at her faintly.

Those black eyes are dark and deep, and if there is a twinkling star in the blink of an eye, the waves are cold.

He didn't show any emotion when he looked at her. Even so, she still throbbed when she looked at him.

"Yun Qiao has seen Master Liu." She entered and blessed the man.

"Miss Yuan is the Lord and Liu is the guest. Miss Yuan does not need so many gifts." The man stared at her with a cold expression. "Miss Yuan visited the Liu House yesterday. Today, Liu is still visiting, and I believe Miss Yuan will definitely know me. Second intention. We might as well open the skylight to speak brightly."

Standing in front of the man and facing his cold, sharp eyes, Yuan Yunqiao smiled, "Is Mrs. Liu suing the adult?"

"My wife, I know all the big and small things around her. This is the responsibility of the husband. If she needs to mention me, she will know that it is my incompetence."

The smile on Yuan Yunqiao's face became far-fetched, "Then the lord came over, how do you teach me to be angry with your wife?"

Liu Zhixia stood up, his slender posture was straight and straight, not too burly, and the coolness of his whole body could bring invisible pressure.

"Since opening the skylight to speak brightly, then Liu Mou bluntly said, Miss Yuan will not go to my wife again in the future, you are not the same kind of people, can not be friends. Hope that Miss Yuan will not disturb the peace of my family in the future, your presence For us, there are many."

Ignoring the woman's shameless face, Liu Zhixia flew away.

"Liu Zhixia!" Behind her, the woman's voice finally lost her peace, showing a sharp edge.

Liu Zhixia stopped and turned back, but there was no slight change in her expression. No matter what the woman said or did, she couldn't tear a crack in that face.

"Even if you are single-minded about your wife, you can't look down on anyone, but don't forget that you are a Beijing official, can you control your heart, can you control the situation? The higher you climb, the peeping at you The more people there will be, one day you will have to bow your head! Fu Yuzheng’s family background can’t bear any pressure, and your wife and children will also be hurt by that time! Because Fu Yuzheng has no confidence!"

"I have to bow my head? Miss Yuan, I'm afraid you have a misunderstanding." The man turned around and looked coldly at the woman who lost her manners. "I know Liu Zhixia's flanks above me, first of all to protect the small family, and secondly, It is a national event. If the situation is pressing, I can take off the black gauze at any time and leave. I know that Liu Zhixia is nostalgic, never a power!"

Move forward, approaching the woman, standing high and staring, "Fu Yuzheng does not need any external support, even if she has nothing, she will not lose to anyone. I am her confidence!"

The back of the man had already disappeared outside the hall, and Yuan Yunqiao stood there, still unable to recover for a long time.

His eyes tremble, his face is white, and the whole person is crumbling.

Finally, the corners of his mouth stiffened apart, and a sneer laughed.

I don’t know if I am laughing at others or myself.

He said that he was Fu Yuzheng's confidence.

Cut down on the nails, leaving no trace.

Liu Zhixia, he didn't know that the more he was so dazzling, the more he couldn't give up?

She knew she lost, and it was ugly.

Not to Fu Yuzheng, but to Liu Zhixia.

Looking away from the direction of the man's departure outside the hall, Yuan Yunqiao lost her soul, ten fingers curled tightly under her sleeves.