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!Li Ruibai returned to the room, confused.

She knew that the reason why the people in the compound were drunk with Duan Ting today was to vent her, and second, to give her ample time to think about it.

But he was sleeping next to her right now. At such a short distance, she couldn't calm her head.

When she was in Beicang, because of her business with the Qian family, she often met him for a while, and asked him to help deliver letters to Nanling.

At first it was not intended.

Partially born, she accidentally saw his lonely appearance of drinking on the moon alone, and her eyes were completely desolate.

At that time she stood behind him, he turned back and smiled at her with a cool smile, "Look at this for a long time, fell in love with the king? Don't, this king does not touch the women of the good family."

"Why?" Jiao shallow should not be deep, but at that time she inexplicably forgot this taboo and asked if she should think of a word.

"Why? Because the king is crippled, let the women of the good family follow the king... Are they living widows? Ha ha ha! What they want, the king can't afford the same...... Hiccups! Why let them follow the footsteps of the mother concubine? ..."

He was drunk.

One person leaned on the wheelchair, the wine bottle slipped from the hand to the ground, and made a loud noise when rolling.

Under the quiet moonlight night, it seemed that the man was more lonely.

She pushed him back to the room and helped him to bed.

Then, the drunk person was pulled and used as a mattress under his body, unable to move.

If she spoke immediately at that time, if at that time she did not see tears in the corners of his eyes... she might not escape here today.

It is a pity that the residual king she thinks is not a residual king.

The person she wanted to raise didn't even need her to raise.

Looking back now, the self-righteousness of those years was a joke.

How many times did he joke her in his back?

Retracting his sight from the wall, Li Ruibai turned off the lights and forced himself to sleep.

The next day, Duan Ting woke up with a headache.

He was trimmed.

The health wine brewed by Fu's hands will definitely not have such a strong spirit, nor will there be such sequelae of torture.

The altar was specially prepared for him.

Both the Nanling King and his wife are elites. How long have they planned to rehabilitate him?

Sitting on his bed with his head held up, it took him a long time to wake himself up, and then he heard hilarious words from the window.

It was his familiar husky tone.

Duan Ting couldn't help but walked to the bed and pushed open the window, from which he could see the courtyard.

It was early in the morning, when the sun had just penetrated the morning light, and there was still a hint of coolness in the air. In the courtyard, the figures of the little children were gathered.

One to two years old, ranging from six to seven years old.

With such a scattered age, you can play extremely lively when you get together.

The older child is teaching the little baby to learn to walk.

The children and women in the courtyard were squatting next to the children, and sometimes they were amused by the baby's morbid attitude.

Among them is Li Ruibai.

The white clothes are not dyed, which is very conspicuous in the crowd, or maybe he can only see such a person in his eyes at this moment.

When she looked at the children, her eyebrows were softer than usual, and she lost the shrewdness of the merchant. It looked like an IKEA room.

Pleasing to the eye, it makes people think she looks extremely good in men's clothing.

He had never seen her laugh like this.

Into that atmosphere, it looks warm and warm.

Attract people to go there.

He thought so and did so.

Go to her.