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!"Wake up, young boy, don't think about yourself as too important, ah." Pai Fengmohan shoulders, Liu Zhiqiu comforted, "I believe uncle, you will definitely meet someone in the future, even if you are not the emperor, she will be the same You are dead."

Feng Mo Han Ha, this might as well not comfort.

During the discussion between the three of them, Tushen sat quietly on the side, daring not to intervene at will.

And from what they said, she probably heard something and was terrified.

Since I returned to Xiliang, I didn't mention the child's biological father.

No one knows who the child is. Perhaps, in addition to favoring himself, the only person who knows about it is only Ba Nian, who has now become Xiliang Huang.

With good intentions, he once gave up on Ba Nian. If Ba Nian wanted to know the truth, good intentions would not hide him.

"Maybe...maybe you have a chance in the future, you can ask Emperor Xiliang..."

Hesitantly, as soon as she said this, she was pressed back by Liu Zhiqiu's big eyes.

"Ask Xi Lianghuang? That is tantamount to sending the door to tease people. When Ba Nian came to Nanling for peace, he was caught by Feng Qingbai and fell into eight cities. He thought that Feng Qingbai had all his heart. Our relationship with Feng Qingbai is really going to ask him for answers. Will he be so kind to tell us the truth?"

"To put it bluntly, the blame of Feng Qingbai's bastard. No matter where he can make enemies, is he afraid that he is not enough to hate?"

In a blink of an eye, Liu Zhiqiu and Xue Qinglian vomited from Ba Nian to Feng Qingbai. While he was away, the two used up all the vocabulary they could think of and scolded Ya's curse.

Feng Mohan sleeves, elegantly got up and walked out.

He is now a little disdainful with his two uncles.When people are not in front of them, they dare to speak harshly and make people disdain.

Stay in the same style with them.

Still the uncle mighty.

"Leave, there is nothing to ask, go home!"

"Which time, a bad meal at Wanjin Restaurant, it is not a trip in vain. Where do you want to help your uncle Jinjin save money?"

"Come and sit down, order something to eat first, and pack a few good dishes when you go back. We can avoid the order at Wanjin Restaurant.

Feng Mo was angry and lowered his throat and yelled, "I am an emperor anyway, can you be a bit of a style? With you, my Tianwei will be lost!"

"Do you think Tianwei is sitting down? Why don't you go back first."

"Cough, fortunately no one knows me here, eat before talking."

"Pretend to be like, order food."

Han Shuang was sitting on the side as if he had been forgotten, so he was able to see the true face of the legendary figures of Liu Family Courtyard.

Extremely disillusioned.

During the days when Liu Yusheng and Qingbai sailed on the canal, the Liujia compound was unchanged every day.Feng Mohan couldn't think of Shu, forgetting all the promises he made to the uncle to return to the palace immediately.

Because the emperor was not in the dynasty, all the dynasties were all pressed upon Liu Zhixia, who was the only assistant of the emperor. Every day, the court attendants and the maidservants saw the gentle and gentle teeth of the gentleman Liu.

The secret letters that urged the emperor to return to the dynasty began to be passed back to the Liu family compound one after another, and finally ended up being burnt to ashes by Feng Mohan.

At the same time, Beicang and Dongyue also received secret reports from Nanling.

The situation in Beicang over the past two years is very unstable. Since the eighth prince was assassinated and died a few years ago, the emperor Beicang has changed his temperament, becoming more suspicious and brutal.

The royal family of Beicang almost came to a big shuffle. Many princes were involved in the incident of the eight princes. In the end, they either ended up in a different place or were put into a big prison, or they were demoted to exile.

The only one who survived the turmoil and still lived well was the crippled 14th prince, Duan Ting.

By the time the secret letter reached Beicanghuang, he had already got the exact news.

"Feng Qingbai intervened in Feng Yueguo?" After reading the secret letter, Duan Ting's eyes appeared amused.

He hasn't seen Feng Qingbai for many years. With his knowledge of Feng Qingbai, the fact that the man will intervene in Feng Yueguo really surprised him.

No, in fact, it should not be an accident. He forgot Liu Yusheng, the concubine of Nanling, who was a magician.

Magical medicine is even more magical. Isn't it necessary to use medicine to cure people?

Duan Ting chuckled, "This is fun."

"Master," the voice of the guard came from outside.

"What's the matter?"

"Miss Li is here."

The person who was full of interest just now changed his face, quickly destroyed the secret letter, and quickly returned to the wheelchair to destroy her anxiety. "Don’t the king say that she will not be allowed to come to the door? Are you talking about the ears?! A group of rice buckets!"

The scolding grew from large to small, and soon ceased.

The guard outside the door only heard a slamming noise from the room, and then returned to calm.

This has happened many times, and the guards are already very experienced. As soon as they heard the bang, they knew that the prince was jumping out of the window again.

Throughout the entire Beicang, the only person who can force the prince to this is probably only Li Ruibai, the Miss Li family.

On Dongyue, after receiving the confidential report, the response of the Dongyue Emperor was similar to that of Duan Ting, except that it was much calmer.

"Emperor, there was a rumor on Nanling’s side earlier that Princess Nanling was interested in starting classes and setting up medical schools for the benefit of the people. Feng Yueguo is the most medicinal place in the entire continent. Will the cause of Feng Yueguo be related to this?"

In Dayu's study room, several old ministers of the Chinese and Korean courts respectfully analyzed the possible causes of the Nanling King.

Opposite the veterans, behind the long desk, the handsome young boy's eyebrows were thin, his expression was not fluctuating, and a pair of deep eyes were half drooping. This kind of expression was that the veteran officials could hardly guess what he was thinking.

"The emperor had some friendship with the king of Nanling before. Will the king of Nanling take this as a condition to make concession to Dongyue? The emperor..." I can't guess the holy will. The old officials were embarrassed and wanted to make a side attack. Then, his eyes swept lightly, and the scared veteran stopped.

"I have something to do with this matter, so let it go." The young man said, the sound was like a spring falling into a jade plate. It was crisp and gentle, but he also brought the coolness of the spring after the winter.

"emperor--"

"Retreat." The words, the majesty of the warm-eyed pupils, made all the veterans hurriedly bowed back, not daring to add more words.

The young man in front of him was not the poor man who was forced to escape from Dongyue by the second prince.

Today, he is already the emperor of Dongyue in the palm of his hand. With his own wrist, he led Chaoye up and down.

Yan Rongjin is the deserved king of Dongyue.

The courtier withdrew, and the study door closed gently from the outside.

The young man behind the long case remained in the entire study, and the space was quiet.

The young man lowered his eyes and looked back at the secret report.