Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

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After a moment of silence, he lowered his head and laughed at himself, "I know everything about the world. A sinner who has something to look for. Hidden Moon Valley is remote and poor, suitable for sinners to atone for sins. The emperor is golden branches and jade leaves. It’s good not to come."

"The second prince I know is not a self-pitying person." The coat was dressed and Feng Mo collapsed and hugged his arms. "Hey, it's really cold here. Anyway, I am also a visitor. You should always entertain Shall I enter the house for a cup of tea?"

"...Emperor, this is Hidden Moon Valley, and I live without tea."

"No water?"

"You can burn a pot."

"Go back and burn it."

When Feng Mohan snatched the sickle rope in Feng Yi’s hand, he threw it around and pulled people back, “This place is really chicken, no eggs, no birds, no shit, I’m curious how are you looking for this? A place in seclusion? If your enemies want to assassinate you, it is estimated that you will have to find someone for decades just to find someone. Your means of self-protection are also waiting, I admire."

Feng Yi endured and endured, his mouth twitched, and finally turned his head to smirk.

This kind of style is different from what she saw on formal occasions, more casual and more intimate.

Back in the thatched house, the smoke in the stove was billowing. Feng Yi rushed in when he was shocked and was caught by the man next to him.

"Don't panic, it's my eunuch's eunuch who set fire inside. That may not be very skilled, the smoke is a little bit heavy, rest assured that you can't burn your house..."

"Ah! Aah! It's over! What's the matter, the fire, the fire!" The black smoke-filled door of the stove rushed out of the figure, covering his nose and mouth in panic and screaming, "When it's over, the emperor must cut my head!"

Feng Mohan gritted his teeth, "Small board!" What a shame!

"Emperor!" At the sight of the man standing at the door, Xiaobanzi immediately ran over and was wronged. "Emperor, the slave wants to make a fire waiting for you, the slave tries his best! Should we change the room?"

Feng Mohan apologized to Feng Yi, and apologized to Feng Yi, "Should I change the house? I'll cover the cost, get a big tile house?"

Feng Yi, "..." looked at the extremely embarrassed expressions of the master and the servant, neither was the blame nor generous.

After all, it was the place where she lived. The stove was gone. Where did she cook and eat?Rice noodles and firewood are all in the stove.

"First save the fire, so as not to affect the people around."

"Yes, save the fire, I'll help you." The man said, stepped forward, kicked his legs and kicked, the not-so-strong dirt wall crashed completely.

The fire was extinguished and the stove was over.

Feng Yi, who just crouched down and wrapped her face in a snow towel to cover her face, was ready to rush in. With a loose hand, the snow piece covering her face fell off, and the whole person was indifferent.

The cold wind blew away, and the dark sky began to snow again.

The three in the courtyard stood facing the wind and looked at each other, and no one made a sound for a long time.

"Ah!"

Until Xiaobanzi sneezes again to break the silence, Feng Mohan pretended nothing, "I'll pay."

Feng Yi couldn't say a word.

Before the Emperor Nanling appeared, everything was fine, plain and clean, and she followed the rules.

As soon as he came, it was a disaster.

"Emperor, did you really destroy my house on purpose?" Feng Yi asked.

"You all watched it with your own eyes, why would I deliberately ruin your house? Am I that kind of person? Besides, thatched house is not worth it! If you want this, I will build ten or eight for you!" The man was angry , With outrage that was wronged.