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!Hearing this sentence, Liu Yusheng's heart jumped inexplicably.

Some couldn't believe it, but soon relaxed and relieved.

Feng Qingbai is the king of Nanling, and the interests of Nanling must be prioritized in the dynasty.And he always likes to plan ahead, so it is not impossible to make arrangements early.

There is also Duan Ting, he is the prince of Beicang and his father-in-law, and it is impossible to say that he has no idea about that position.Especially the current situation in Beicang may eventually push Duan Ting to a path that has to be taken.

If the two estimate the outcome early in the morning, it is likely that a certain consensus was reached between the two a few years ago, and that's why Feng Qingbai would say that.

Liu Yusheng sighed silently. The IQ that she used to be proud of was really inadequate in front of Feng Qingbai.

"Huh--" The man pulled Liu Yusheng out of his thoughts with a chuckle, only to find that the two men in the carriage were looking at her together.

The chuckle just now came from her man, with a smile that could not be concealed in his eyes.Are she stupid?

"Eh, Feng Qingbai, don't you think your princess is a bit stupid, we can be dazed when we talk about such important things..." Duan Ting laughed at Liu Yusheng, and the voice behind him didn't consciously disappear before he finished talking.

The smile on the man's face had been put away, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at him coldly.

Just because he said something, his princess was a bit silly.

Duan Ting touched his eyebrows, it was enough to protect the calves!

There is not enough light alone. There are three small men beside him. Three pairs of eyes stared at him. At this moment, he could not find the innocence that he had just jumped into the carriage.

His eyes were so straight that if he dared to say one more word, the three little beasts would pounce on him and bite him.

Duan Ting, "Sorry, it's my mouth."

Feng Qingbai, "Fortunately, my hand is a little slow."

"Then I am lucky."

"I hope you will have such good luck next time."

"..." Was he really wrong?

The next time he said it was not good to say "Fu", he said it himself.

After crossing the border checkpoint and crossing the defense line of the border city of Beicang, the border of Beicang was officially entered.

But here is still not far from Beicang Metropolis. Fortunately, the time has entered the end of February, the canal starts to thaw, you can walk through the water, the speed will be much faster than riding a carriage.

Even in the carriage for nearly two months, adults and children are also lacking.

Duan Ting drove directly to the wharf outside the border town, where there was a ship he had already ordered, and they could set off as soon as they got on board.

When getting off the carriage, Duan Ting's accompanying maid pushed the wheelchair over. Duan Ting was sitting at the position closest to the carriage entrance, and got off first.

He lifted the curtain of the car and flew out in a graceful posture, and was seated in a calm manner. The next moment, the wheelchair was torn apart.

The beautiful man in the wheelchair fell straight to the ground in a buttock posture.

Sitting in a wheelchair fragment, Duan Ting turned back and asked the man who was getting off the car gracefully, "You said your hand was slow, I thought you would not have vengeance this time."

"You misunderstood, I said my hand was slow, anyway, it's okay to do it later." The man fell to the ground, turned around and took his princess and three children off the carriage one by one, before turning to look at the disgraced court king, "It seems Your luck next time is not good."

"Uncle Duan, we can't help you, so we won't wait for you. Let's get on the boat first." The three little babies passed by Duan Ting with a smile, and later, the couple of King Nanling.

All are ruthless people, no one looked at him more.

Duan Ting had to accept the fact that he was darkened. He didn't even know when Feng Qingbai shot his wheelchair.

"Zifeng, Ziqing, you have worked hard, carry the man to the boat." Without a wheelchair, you can only work hard for two beautiful beauties, see how windy and cypress make evil?

"I grieved the prince." The two maids took their hands up one by one, and Zi Qing was more disturbed for their prince, and said softly, "But a joke just broke the prince's wheelchair. Isn't the prince angry?" "

Duan Ting smiled softly, "What are you angry? You two big living people are pushing the wheelchair. You don't know when the wheelchair was broken, even if the king is angry, plus you two, you can beat the wind and cypress. ? In order to make a sip and make yourself more angry, this kind of overwhelming thing disdains the king."

Against the wind Qingbai?He didn't have hay in his head.

The wife of Nanling Wang’s wife knows throughout the continent that although he is a joke, falling in the ears of Feng Qingbai, it is not as simple as a joke.

Is it possible to make a joke about the wife of Wang Ye?

He is Duan Ting, not Qian Wanjin, nor Xue Qinglian. He doesn't have that important position in Feng Qingbai's heart, nor that qualification.He was not accepted into the circle of the whole family protecting the calves.

Whether he is to Fengqingbai or Fengqingbai to him, the most correct positioning of the relationship between the two parties is the collaborator.

That's all.

Looking at the back of a family who was walking into the cabin before turning his eyes down to the gurgling canal, Duan Ting pressed down the envy of his eyes.

He wanted to be part of the courtyard.

In this way, when you are alone, when you are in a desperate situation, there will be friends who will look back for you.

Such as Xue Qinglian.

Such as money.

After boarding the ship, Duan Ting gained the pity of the three little guys, and he felt quite satisfied with it.

Accustomed to entertaining himself, he automatically regards the pity of the children as worship.

"Seven-seven, you don't need to have low self-esteem in the future, you just can't talk. Uncle Duan is much worse than you. If there is no one around him, he can't live." Croton held the seven-seven little hand, poured him soul chicken soup, put Uncle Duan should be the most reference material.

"Seven-seven, you are great, really." Red Bean took the small hand on the other side of Seven-seven and praised him seriously.

Duan Ting couldn't comfort himself. At the same time, he was a little less envious of Xue Qinglian and Qian Wanjin who could be part of the Liu Family Courtyard.

He felt that with these three little dolls, the days of those two were actually not so comfortable.

The most fearful thing is that there is a kid in the family, but there is still a kind of brain that can be stunned.

"Croton, red bean, Qiqi, the names of the three of you are very nice. This time I went to the capital and lived in Uncle Duan's house." Sitting on the cushion, Duan Ting approached the three little dolls to please them in hope of the next paragraph In my life, I can feel better.

"Really? But I'm a laxative. At first, my father disliked me and gave me the name casually. Uncle Duan, haven't you eaten croton?" Croton's eyes widened, and Duan Ting looked at the expression of a fool. .

Duan Ting turned his head and accused Feng Qingbai with a blank expression. "Feng Qingbai, how can you bring such a small child together when doing business? It's too irresponsible, can you send them back?"

Feng Qingbai chuckled and gave them both words.

moron.