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 matter subsided, and the five were already sitting in the box of Wanjin Restaurant.

The atmosphere was a bit dull. Dahua sat there like a needle on his buttocks, unable to sit still.

In the end, it is the plain-headed people, knowing that there is an emperor sitting next to them, or the emperor of their Nanling, no matter how big the heart is, he can't be stable.

I was afraid to accidentally say the wrong sentence or which move would make the emperor look disappointed. With a wave of his hand, his head moved.

I think the neck is particularly cold here.

"Zhiqiu, you will be handed over to you. I still have something to do before I leave." Dahua got up and prepared to flash people.

"Where are you going?"

"Beauty has an appointment, and the little widow in Zhendongtou is still waiting for his uncle." Zhao Liu Zhiqiu squeezed his eyes, and the smile on Dahua's face was so frivolous and slipped away.

There were fewer people in the box, and Hanshuang felt that the atmosphere was more depressed than before, which made her feel panic.

There were three people here, two of whom she knew, and one. Although it was the first time I saw her, she heard it from the villagers when she was working in the distillery.

They said that Xiaofeng'er had come to Xinghua Village. After so many years, he finally saw the child again.

It is also said that Xiaofeng'er and Dabao went to Qinghe today.

He also said that Xiaofeng'er was kidnapped by Zhiqiu and Qinglian today to steal melons from other people's homes. If the matter reaches Chaotang, the ministers' jaws will be shocked.

Such as these.

The young man who was kindly called by the villagers to be a little wind is the emperor, emperor Nanling.

In addition to his name, the villagers talked about his deeds, which were probably very funny and funny, but when she realized that this person was sitting in front of her, she still felt not very real.

She vaguely guessed that the emperor should have something to ask her.

"How long have you been with the favor?" Unsurprisingly, the emperor opened her mouth soon.

"Returning to the emperor, the slave-servant had served her for more than two years." That painful past made Hanshuang no longer willing to commend him with his favor.

"Even before she gave birth to seven or seven, you were waiting by her side. Have you ever heard her talk about the child's biological father? Or have you heard about it from somewhere else?"

Hanshuang thought for a while and shook her head. "The saint has been staying in the capital city since she returned to Xiliang. Except for the occasional meeting with Lord Ba Nian at that time, no other man appeared beside her."

After the favor returned to Xiliang, she was transferred to the favor and waited by her side. It was true that apart from the prince Ba Nian at that time, she did not have much contact with other men. Many wives from the city came to see him. Kindness rarely greets you.

Interpersonal relationships are extremely simple.

After hearing Frost's words, Feng Mohan raised his eyebrows, and even Liu Zhiqiu and Xue Qinglian frowned.

Although I knew that I wouldn't ask any useful information from Frost, I was still frustrated.

"If you like that kind of person, the relationship with your surroundings will be so simple? I don't think so, otherwise she will not be able to incite the generals of the border town to send troops." Liu Zhiqiu did not believe it at first.

Xue Qinglian nodded in favor. There was no mood swings on her face. "A person with an extremely complicated heart, her lifestyle is surprisingly simple and low-key. Either she is really a simple person, or she has been disguising herself. ."

The first point Xue Qinglian said was not taken into consideration by the other two.

Then the only thing left is that the favor has been disguised, to be precise, it has been carefully and extremely well prepared.

Beware of revealing any clues and being caught by someone.

"Fat trough, this woman is really terrible, she all fled back to Xiliang, and she guarded against it, in case we might investigate the matter of July 7 in the future, so we tried everything to cut off all clues in advance. Is it possible for her to know the prophet, at that time she knew that one day we would check Qiqi’s life experience?" Liu Zhiqiu thought that she was well-informed.

But like this kind of favor, he was really the first time in his life.

Vicious, cruel, and extremely intelligent.

"No matter how terrible, she is already dead. The next headache is Lord Yan, not us." Xue Qinglian snorted and stretched her long legs lazily on the chair. "As for the things she did in her lifetime, we may not find There is no clue. As long as it is artificial, there will always be loopholes, but we haven't found it for a while. Looking slowly, what is the hurry? Anyway, no matter who is the type of Qiqi, Xiaofeng'er did not intend to recognize him. "

Liu Zhiqiu, Feng Mohan, "..." is really honest.

"Han Frost, if you think about it again, after returning home, until you give birth to Qiqi, is there really nothing strange?" Liu Zhiqiu looked at Han Frost again.

Their age is not much different, so he directly matches his peers.

Frost bit her lower lip and stared at her eyebrows carefully. Then she seemed to think of something, "If you want to say something different, don't know if it is counted. Before the little girl took the lead, she fell and fell prematurely."

"Premature delivery?" Xue Qinglian's eyes moved, "How many months are you born?"

"Shortly after that, it was January, the tenth day of January."

Liu Zhiqiu immediately kicked the wind and ink, "How many months have you been asleep?"

"... That night, the aunt gave birth to red beans and crotons. At that time, I was happy and drank a few more glasses of wine." For the word sleep, Feng Mohan was very repulsive, but it was true that he was nothing.

"That is to say, Qiqi was born almost a month in advance."

"I have talked about premature birth, so I'm naturally ahead of time. Are you not talking nonsense? There is nothing wrong with it. Isn't it a wrestling before they were born?"

Thinking of this, the three men were all black.

Damn, even premature births have such legitimate reasons. Is it really not planned early?

But even if goodness is calculated, they have no evidence to prove it.

There is no proof of death.

Qiqi's life is still fascinated.

Moreover, according to this view, on the contrary, the possibility that Qiqi is a child of wind and ink becomes greater.

After all, the favor was the little doctor girl in the palace of Nanling. It was not free to enter and leave the palace, and the scope of the harem in the palace did not allow men to enter and stay at will.

Liu Zhiqiu repeatedly looked at Feng Mohan several times, "Xiaofeng'er, it's not that Uncle wants to buckle your green hat. You have to think about it yourself, and would you like to have a guard in the palace, a guard, or something like that?" Little white face?"

Feng Mohan tapped his forehead lightly. If it wasn't his uncle, he gave him a scroll.

"Hiss, it seems so reasonable." Xue Qinglian nodded again.

Feng Mohan's forehead has turned into a violent jump, "What do you mean? I'm Feng Mohan, the emperor of the Nanling emperor, the graceful appearance of Yushu. In your eyes, I can't catch up with a guard. The white face is charming? Do you know the harem? How many women want to climb the dragon bed!"

"People climb the dragon bed. You look at the wooden bed where our countrymen sleep. Do you think they still climb?"