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!"You go to the thatched hut to raise the stove, and I go to find someone, and I will come back later." Looking at the back stumbling in the snow for a long time, Feng Mohan said.

"Emperor! Ah, Ah! The minions follow and follow you!" The ice here is not the place they are familiar with. Let the emperor leave him alone. What should I do if there is any accident?

Feng Mohan has already started, "Are you going to be a burden?"

When the pain in the heart of the small board was not enough, I suddenly saw a black shadow coming in front of my eyes and quickly reached out to catch it. When I saw the medicine bottle in my hand, my heart injury quickly healed and warmed.

The emperor had this minion in his heart, "Emperor, the minion is waiting for you to come back! The emperor is careful, walk slowly, and pay attention to safety—"

It was a snowball that responded to him.

The snow in Yinyuegu is so thick that it does not enter the instep, and the boots step on it, making a crunch.

On the snow, the two followed the path along the hill, keeping a close distance not far away.

At the intersection about to go up the mountain, the people in front stopped suddenly, "Is it enough?"

Indifferent and strong tone, Feng Mohan had never heard of it.

Frowning his brow slightly, Feng Mohan raised his outer fur collar to cover half of his face. After the young man turned around, he continued to approach.

Feng Yi pressed his eyebrows, his eyes turned sharp, his wrists flickered, and the rope on his back came towards him.

Get started immediately.

You come and go between the two sides, and you have more than 100 moves in a flash.

The more you fight, the tighter Feng Yi's brows grow.

Her skill is very good. Since childhood, she learned the martial arts, and she has suffered from unimaginable hardship. However, when the person in front of her coped, she seemed to be at ease.

She is not his opponent.

Seeing this, Feng Yi closes his hand and doesn't waste extra effort.

However, the other party didn't mean to stop. Instead, he bullied him and turned his guard into an attack. In a blink of an eye, she drove her to the dry trunk on the roadside.

"Who are you? What's the purpose?" Feng Yi asked indifferently looking at the eyes behind Mao Ling.

"So calm, not afraid that I will kill you?"

"You are not murderous..." Feng Yi's eyes suddenly expanded slightly before the words, "You, emperor?!"

She is familiar with his voice!

Retracting the woman's hand, Feng Mohan pushed back two steps, pulled down the fur collar, exposed his handsome face, raised his lips, "good skill."

Looking at the familiar face, Feng Yi's eyes were complicated, and he didn't even know what to say for a while.

I was shocked. There was a strange, unexplainable sourness beyond the shock. The chest cavity was filled with something at once, bulging.

"...My skill is far worse than that of the emperor." In the end, she only said such a word.

"If I didn't even fight you, my uncle buried me early in the morning." Both hands spread, and Feng Mohan's eyes were irresistible, making people want to laugh.

Feng Yi turned his head and smiled.

The name of Emperor Nanling is now loud throughout the world.In the same way, people all over the world know that the Emperor Nanling is most afraid of his emperor, the cold and fierce man.

"You... why are you here?" Feng Yi asked after laughing.

She is not a squeamish temper, nor does she like to hide, and even does not like to escape.

Facing Feng Mohan, she prefers to see him straight away.

Perhaps it was because he once said that she was a friend, and she always remembered this sentence.

"Naturally came to find you, otherwise I can't find a place on this map. What should I do? Look at the scenery?"