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!Feng Qingbai naturally knows what women are worried about.

This kind of thing fell into his eyes, and it was nothing. It was the most normal rule of survival.

But Sheng Sheng is different from him in the end. What he takes for granted is not necessarily normal in the eyes of Sheng Sheng and even the entire compound.

"Taking teeth for teeth. Although the technique is more severe, but Qiqi is still small and can teach..."

Feng Qingbai used her words carefully, but the woman's eyes fell on the direction of Qiqi and she opened her mouth, as if she didn't hear what he was saying at all. When you need to know how to collect it, otherwise the self-protected shield may become a weapon used by others."

Feng Qingbai froze for a while, rubbing his eyebrows, his eyes widened with a light smile, "You are right."

It was because he thought more.

The bright moon hangs outside the window, and the bright moonlight covers the whole house, bright and soft.

The people who got tired of the boat stopped early.

In another mansion, the wine bureau in the back garden was just put on stage.

Said to be a wine bureau, it is actually two people, a few bottles of wine.

Looking at the wine jars that occupied half of the small stone table, Feng Yi was a little helpless. "The emperor, just talking about things, just have a few drinks. Are these too many?"

"How much?" Feng Mohan didn't think, "At the banquet, I think you're very arrogant. You can drink all whoever toasts. You can't drink so much. You shouldn't be able to drink from these altars. ?"

"Drinking is not enough, but drinking too much hurts..."

"Of course, such a violent drink of course hurts the body. You can't hurt it once in a while. Why do men talk about things on the wine table? It is because the drink is painful, and the talk is more pleasant. Come, you are altar, I am altar."

His arms were tucked into a wine jar, and the young man opposite had already unplugged his jar, looking up at him.

It didn't mean to embarrass him, but he wanted to drink.

Feng Yi raised the wine jar and touched the youth, "Okay, drink and talk!"

"Happy! Hahaha, when you went to Nanling, I was impressed by the boldness of drinking. It was just because of the environment at that time that I couldn't drink with you. I must be drunk today!"

Holding the wine jar to drink alcohol, Feng Yi also used this drinking method for the first time. Although he was not accustomed to it, he was accompanied by someone beside him and poured it down a few times. It happened really happy.

"how is it?"

"Okay."

Feng Mohan took another sip and looked up at the moon. "I feel very happy. When I followed the uncle in the Nanling Palace, the uncle disciplined me very badly. I didn't drink like this. Huacun, my aunt in the courtyard has also stipulated that every day the big guy drinks a certain amount of alcohol, and anyone who drinks too much will be punished."

It sounds like vomiting words, but the youth reflected in the moon's eyes, but with a smile, it seems more like nostalgia.

"How to punish?" Feng Yi couldn't help but blurt out and asked.

"How to punish? Grandma knocked off with brooms one by one, I know Uncle Qiu was beaten up every time, crying and howling. It was very lively." When Uncle Qiuqi was beaten, there was absolutely no misfortune between Uncle Qinglian and Uncle Jin, and there was also The other elders helped to count the counts.

"Then have you been beaten?"

"of course."

The wine jar in Feng Yi's arms barely hugged.

He didn't dare to think, how many times can a man be beaten so naturally?In addition to the king of Nanling, who would dare to beat the emperor?

"Don't be so surprised, you haven't been to that compound, you'll understand when you've been there, where your status is all dung. There are only the elders and the younger generations.

"The emperor loves it there."

"Like, especially like it. Come and drink, you also tell me, my aunt and uncle came here before, did anything happen that I don't know?" Although I came a few days early, I never had the opportunity to ask. Feng Mohan is catching up today.

"Actually, the emperor who should know should know it. If the emperor does not know, it must be a trivial matter." Feng Yi said.

"The maiden who died inexplicably is also a trivial matter?"

"Regarding this matter, I haven't been able to find out the result. The emperor wants to struggle here, and Feng Yi can't answer it."

"Is it a threat to my aunt and uncle?"

"I don't know, but Feng Yi has a humble opinion. In this world, there can be no threat to King Nanling and Princess Nanling."

After glancing at Feng Yi, Feng Mohan smiled and said, "I love to hear this, come, and come again."

Feng Yi, "..." would like to refuse.

The speed of drinking this way is too fast. Rao is capable of not being drunk for a thousand cups, and he can't help drinking quickly.

And this wine is still very strong, unlike the health wine produced in Nanling.

"Emperor, not even today, it is not too early, I will send you back to the house to rest?"

"I'm not sleepy. I'll go after drinking these." Can't go back so early, in case the uncle hasn't slept yet, waiting for him to go back in the house?

When encountering a slapstick, the identity is higher than oneself, Feng Yi has no solution at all.

The wine jar on the stone table was empty one after another, and Mingyue slowly moved west from the top of his head.

By the time I finally got the young people down, it was over three.

"Emperor? Emperor? You wake up, I will send you back first?"

The person lying on the stone table did not respond at all, listened carefully, and could hear a very shallow snoring sound.

Feng Yi dumbfounded, drunk still wake up three points, what is the emperor like drunk?

"The second prince, you see this time, it is not appropriate to go back to the house over there to disturb the princess and sleep. If it is convenient, can you arrange a room and let the emperor rest here tonight first?" Most of the night, the invisible man's small board came out of the corner and consulted with Feng Yi.

"...There are rooms, but they are relatively simple. I'm afraid the emperor won't sleep well." Feng Yi is embarrassed, and his mansion never stays overnight.

The room was just there to watch, and he didn't prepare even the most basic covering.

"It's okay, we all have slept in the straw nest of the emperor, and there is nowhere to sleep." The small board approached Feng Mohan and smiled at Feng Yi.

Feng Yi couldn't find any reason to refuse.

I personally took people to the guest room, and the cleaning inside was simply clean. Finally, Feng Yi moved his own clean clean bed from his bedroom, barely sorting out the guest room.

So people stayed.

After busy working, he has changed his mind, and with his body full of alcohol, Feng Yi did not immediately return to his yard, and turned to the Tangchi across the wall from the guest yard.

He loves cleanliness. He can't bring alcohol into the room.

Whenever he drank alcohol, no matter how late or tired he was, he had to take a shower, and then returned to his room when the alcohol had gone.