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!"That kick was good just now." Feng Mohan looked at Feng Yi, with no meaning in his smile.

"It's an honor to serve the emperor." Feng Yi bowed his head and avoided his sight. "And Yuanou begs for benevolence, he should be grateful to the emperor."

Patting Feng Yi on the shoulder, Feng Mohan walked away, "I will consider Feng Yueguo's problem."

Feng Yi’s speech was still quite satisfactory.

After leaving the Temple of Supreme Harmony, Feng Mohan twisted his fingers lightly, and the feeling of thinness and thinness seemed to stay between his fingers, which made his eyes more meaningful.

"It wasn't early, and the emperor drank a lot of wine. He went back to rest early and retired." When Feng Mohan was in a daze, Liu Zhixia walked up from behind and retreated.

The expression on Feng Mohan's face immediately changed, with a rogue smile, "I know that Uncle Xia is cold and I'm so cold. Isn't there an Emperor's hangover pill? Can I get drunk? Not to lead the snake out of the hole to help Xia Uncle solve a serious problem, Where do I need to be drunk."

"The Emperor is careful to say, what brings the snake out of the hole?" Liu Zhixia's eyes faintly, "Give her a chance."

"If someone is given a chance, others will look back. There is no such thing as obsession in this world. You are the one who came here." Feng Mohan grunted and walked out with Liu Zhixia, "This is still far from the palace gate. Give you sober up."

"Aren't you drunk?"

"Smells alcohol."

On the way out, the two were relatively silent. After a while, Feng Mohan sighed, "Lao Yuan was hit hard this time, and he will give him two more pots of health tea."

"Well." Liu Zhixia responded. He didn't feel much about Yuan Yunqiao, but he did feel a little guilty about Yuan Lao.

In any case, this matter was designed with his heart, and he also took over Yuan Lao, let him see what Yuan Yunqiao did, to cut off Yuan Yunqiao's future.

Taking into account the disposition of sand in Yuan Lao's eyes, once he saw what Yuan Yunqiao did, he would never admit to this great-granddaughter.

Feeling Liu Zhixia's mood was a bit low, Feng Mohan sighed again and patted him on the shoulder, "This is no wonder for you. We have given her the chance. If she can settle down after entering the palace, I won't move her." , At most, gave her a young talent in the DPRK Central Committee. She was married by me. I don’t shame her. It’s a pity..."

It is a pity that Yuan Yunqiao finally chose the dead end himself.

First, the interview with Fu Yuzheng's secret was threatened, and then she ordered her maid to lead the Imperial Guard, and wanted to frame Liu Zhixia lightly.

To say that Liu Zhixia is a frivolous woman, no one would believe it if she switched to a weekday, but tonight is different. Tonight Liu Zhixia drank.Weekdays are serious men, and they may also do unreasonable things after getting drunk.

Yuan Yunqiao wanted to bind Liu Zhixia by this means.

She is both the great-granddaughter of Old Yuan, Liu Zhixia and the eldest son of the King of Nanling. The two forces are arrogant, Feng Mohan is the emperor, and her head is green again. Things have happened, and in the end, you can only swallow Yuan Yunqiao. Refer to Liu Zhixia.

Once this strategy succeeds, the peace of the Liu family will no longer be covered.

He will not allow this to happen, and Uncle Xia will not allow it, and even Uncle Huang will not.

If the emperor was disturbed, Yuan Yunqiao's ending would be even more miserable by his imperial means.

Thinking of this, Feng Mohan murmured silently, when he would be scolded by the emperor and useless.That was the last thing he allowed.

When they walked to the palace gate, both stopped and looked at the bright yellow palace lamp hanging above the palace gate for a long time.

For a long time, Liu Zhixia said, "Go back, it's almost midnight, and I have to go back quickly. Your Aunt Fu must wait for me again."

Feng Mohan turned his heels and left, "What is there to show off? As long as I think, the woman in the harem will wait for me."

Hum, show off.

He didn't need anyone to wait for him. He went everywhere, and the minions of the entire palace gathered around him.

The footsteps behind him walked away, and Liu Zhixia walked towards the Liufu carriage parked outside the palace gate.

The pace is not fast or slow, facing the Qin Leng night breeze, just blowing a bit of a swollen head.

Back to Liufu, there were also hanging lanterns in front of the door. The lights were like the palace lanterns in the palace, and they were yellow and bright.

However, the feeling to him is different. This is the light of the house, which can make his heart soft.

Especially when I returned to the main yard and opened the door to see the face waiting for him, Liu Zhixia knew better, why he would rather bear the shadow.

Just for the smile in front of me, and the sweet little face that is lying in bed and has fallen asleep.

This is everything for him, no one can hurt or destroy.

"Why didn't you come back so late, did the dinner just fall?" The woman's eyes were covered with tired red blood, but her lips were softly smiling, and she stepped forward to dress him up and teased her. "The body is full of alcohol, After a while, I will make you a sobering soup, drink it and go to sleep. By the way, you take a shower and let the alcohol out of your body. Don’t wake up the soybeans..."

Liu Zhixia hugged the woman, buried her face in her neck socket, and drew her unique fragrance. "Now I am so nagging. After getting older, do I have to grow cocoons in my ears?"

"Then I converge?"

He chuckled and kissed the corner of her mouth, "No, I'm used to my husband, so you have to nag me all my life."

Fu Yuzheng was coaxed and laughed, tapped him lightly, pressed the person to sit down at the table, turned around, and busy to get him clean clothes and cloth towels.During the period, the movements should be kept as light as possible, so as not to disturb the child's sweet sleep.

Liu Zhixia would sit at the table like this, with one hand supporting his jaw quietly condensing the woman's busy back.

Until the woman took the clothes and went to him.

When she handed the clothes to him, he took her hand, "Yuzheng."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

Fu Yuzheng was stunned for a moment, and his smile gradually widened.

There was an oil lamp dizzy in the house, warm and full of room, soft and warm.

On the other side, Feng Mohan, who walked back after giving him away, did not go directly back to the palace, but led a small board and walked slowly into the Royal Garden.

He was stuffed with dog food, and he was in a bad mood.

"Xiaobanzi, you said that I am obviously an emperor, and that you are the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. How can everyone around me be better than me?"

After careful consideration of this remark, Xiaobanzi carefully said, "Emperor, you have a good life. Once you have a golden mouth, the whole world will not dare to violate your intentions, which is my sole respect."

Feng Mo was silent, turned his head to the small board, opened his thin lips lightly, and uttered a word of silence.

Xiaoban's face was stunned, and the whole face was drawn after the reaction.

Was he right?

What the emperor said just now-do you know a fart?