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 paralyzed concubine was quickly pulled down, his face sullen and his eyes full of despair.

Qunchen dare not plead.

The whole feast was silent.

In this scene, the portraits on the scene were seen many times, many times, and there was no surprise at the emperor's reaction.Obviously, in these years, the cruelty and brutality of Bei Canghuang have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Twist the wine glass gently with the right hand, the smile on the wind and cypress face was faint, covered with long eyelashes, and the eyes were dark and unpredictable.

"Come on, keep drinking, don't sweep away everyone's interest for trivial things!"

The Qunchen immediately responded, "Drinking and drinking, the courtier waits for the Emperor to have a drink."

The banquet soon resumed its excitement, and Yan Yan laughed, and strategized, as if nothing had happened just now.

When it's not about yourself, people's hearts are cold.

"I remember that the Nanling King came to Beicang last time. It was still six years ago. After six years, the Nanling King is still young, but I am old." Feng Qingbai, with a smile in his face.

Feng Qingbai smiled slightly, "Jiang Lao spicy, old-fashioned, not to mention that the emperor is not old, it should be said that when the emperor is in power, Beicang will definitely get better and better."

"Hahaha! Then I borrowed the words of King Nanling, please!"

Duan Ting was astounded. The things in this world really didn't have the most, only more.

One will act more than one, and one will be more hypocritical than one.

In this regard, he especially admires the wind and green cypress. Even in such a high position and so much power, he can still put down his body, see people and talk ghosts.It's arrogant when it's arrogant, and it's time to dress.

This kind of person is naturally suitable for the church.

A banquet ended in the middle of the moon.

This time when I came to Beicang again, I had nothing to say with the first side of Beicang Huang.Each is tentatively exploring.

"Walking with you, my low-key years have been in vain. It is estimated that this time when I go back, there will be more eyeliners inserted in my palace." On the way back, Duan Ting seemed to be telling a joke.

"Even if you don't go on this trip today, the eyeliner in your house is not rare. Except for the two maids around you, have you been in your own house these years?"

The man's words left Duan Ting speechless.

How to cultivate a confidant?All others.

Cultivated, is to put a sharper knife next to him.

"What's more, you picked up the king, but it wasn't what the king requested." Feng Qingbai raised his eyes and looked at each other lightly. "You don't want to continue pretending anymore. Pick up the Nanling King privately and arrange the Nanling King and his party In Tingwang Mansion, do you know that it will attract the attention and suspicion of your father and emperor?"

After a long silence, Duan Ting smiled and sighed, "Yeah, I don't want to pretend anymore. As the prince said, today's tyranny has made me suffer from the ups and downs of Beicang. The courtiers and the people dare not be angry Words, if I continue to let it go, I will die of Beicang."

"You don't have that compassionate heart, you don't need to pretend to be fake in front of this king."

"..." He really didn't like dealing with Feng Qingbai, especially in politics.

This man is too deep-minded, too transparent, it is difficult to hide his eyes from anything.

"I don't want to die." Finally, Duan Ting said softly.

It was late at night to return to the Royal Palace, and the whole mansion was quiet.When Feng Qingbai returned to the guest room of the guesthouse, Liu Yusheng had fallen asleep with three children.

Sitting by the bed, looking at the big and three small sweet sleeping face, the deserted side in the man's eyes dispersed, floating softly and warmly.

He was never afraid of fighting with people and fighting with people.Because whether in the past or now, he has something he wants to protect.

Wife, children, family, relatives and friends.

As far as his style is concerned, it is a treasure.

"Feng Qingbai, are you back? Go to sleep..." The hand that opened the broken hair for the woman was held, and the woman's voice was glared like a whisper.

Feng Qingbai unconsciously tilted her lips, "Well, just rest."

Stroking the hand, the woman who wants to wake up continues to sleep.

Tucked down the corner of the quilt for her daughter, and went to see the other two babies on the small couch next to it.

Croton hides in the daytime and is not honest when sleeping. After sleeping, the sleeping posture is strange. This time, I slept on my stomach with my little ass, and the half-open mouth has traces of dry mouth.

He stabbed so much that he was robbed by the quilt for most of the time, and only a little was covered on the seven or seven body.In the middle of the night in March, it was still very cold. Waer only wore a thin tunic, and it was very easy to catch cold.

Leaned over, adjusted the sleeping position of Croton, and then gently covered the quilt to the two babies. When Feng Qingbai turned around to go, the corner of the sleeve was caught by a small hand.

The extremely light power, which ordinary people can't feel at all, is extremely easy to ignore the past.

But Feng Qingbai stopped, bowed his head, and blinked with a pair of dark eyes.

"I'm back, go to sleep." He didn't move, didn't do anything, just said to the baby.

The baby let go and closed her eyes obediently.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of a man's rest, and the light in the room fell into darkness, that the baby quietly opened his eyes again and glanced at the bed over there.

"sleep."

The baby blinked and pulled the quilt up to cover the secretly bent mouth, and finally fell asleep.

The next day.

"Dad, get up soon! The sun basks! Lazy!"

"Dad, get up soon. We have been up for a long time, and you are not up."

A disturbing voice is near my ears.

Feng Qingbai didn't want to open his eyes at all.

The children go to bed early and wake up early.When he came back, it was already midnight, and he didn't sleep for a few hours at all.

"Croton, why did you bring Qiqi and your sister to quarrel with your dad again?" The woman's dismissive voice came from the door of the room, followed by the light footsteps. Breakfast. Stop arguing with Dad, let him sleep more, and after so long, Dad will be tired."

The annoying things finally moved away, and there was a small whisper of unpleasant whispering, "My mother, how long will my father sleep? I still want to take my father out to play."

"You take your dad to play?" Liu Yusheng couldn't help but pierce the chubby abacus. "You haven't been to Beicang, where can you take your dad to play? Do you want your dad to take you to play?"

"If I don't quarrel with my dad, mother, you can take us there!" Croton consulted.

Red Bean immediately objected, "No, if my mother takes us, Dad will be angry when he wakes up."

"How can I be angry, my mother-in-law takes us out, I can protect my mother-in-law, and there is also Uncle Zi. There is nothing to worry about. So father can sleep for a little longer, mother, do you say that?"

When the words fell, something was bouncing off the back of the head, and the thief hurt.

Croton covered his small head, turned his head and glared at the person who slowly opened his eyes on the bed, "Dad, sneak attack is not a hero!"