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

Chapter one nine hundred seven seven five Fan Wai: Liangren (52)

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!As soon as Feng Qingbai's figure appeared, Tian Qi immediately greeted him, "Uncle Feng!"

The narrow and long phoenix eyes are dark, and the flashing is extremely bright. The fist that has been clenched since Feng Qingbai entered the temple has not been loosened until now, and the palm has been soaked with sweat.

He wanted to know the answer immediately, but he couldn't ask for it. There was little timidity behind him.

Want to listen, but afraid to listen.

The man didn't speak, and gave him a faint glance, "I'll take a break here today, you go to the ship that will return tomorrow, and the king will return to Nanling."

"Uncle Feng... Did Ba Nian say that?" Uneasy, he asked with his teeth clenched.

The man paused and looked at him, "What's your business?"

"..." Almost immediately, Tian Qi confessed, "I'm wrong, Uncle Feng, you can punish me."

Feng Qingbai ignored it and snorted away.

Are you punishing now?

The best way to torture a person is to abuse heart.

Seventy-seven have loved elder Liu courtyard, as if he was hit with colorful Croton man, I had to go home by the elders blame.

Now this is fine.

Tian Qi looked at the back of the man who left slowly and did not catch up.

For many years, he naturally knows what nature a man has.What he refused to say, he wouldn't say it even if the world collapsed.

Uncle Feng just wanted to make him uncomfortable, to see him unsightly.

He had to bear it so that he could barely dispel Uncle Feng's anger, maybe.

Summoned the inner attendant, ordered the Nanling King to be served, and Tian Qi abandoned the return ship himself.

Do it yourself.

Right now, he must be low and low.

He is going back to the Liu Family Courtyard!

After finishing the matter accounted for by the man, Tian Qicai went to the forbidden palace under house arrest.

It was already night at that time.

There is no palm light in the hall, and the roaring curse inside can be heard far from the door of the hall, almost crazy, and incoherent.

It was all cursing Nanling King.

Tian Qi didn't enter, but stood at the entrance of the hall, and quietly listened to it for a long time before leaving. When he left, a pair of dark eyes sparkled brightly, and his eyes glowed red.

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In October, Jin Gui's fragrance season.

There is no osmanthus in Xinghua Village, but when you look around, you can see the corresponding brilliant colors of the green and yellow of Luofu Mountain in the distance, indicating the arrival of golden autumn.

The rice fields over the Qinghe River should be harvested.

The villages on both sides of the river bank were filled with laughter in every corner.

Such happiness and tranquility have lasted for decades.

Seeing the scenery of the village today, no one would have thought that there were miserable fogs and sorrows here more than forty years ago, and every family was too poor to eat for several meters.

In the fields, young and middle-aged people are chopping rice, and a group of old guys sit in the shade on the ridges and drink water to cool down, while recalling the past.

"The old and immortal Ancai became a great-grandfather a few days ago. His granddaughter-in-law gave birth to a big fat boy." Liu Jinfu, the head of the old village, looked at the large tiled house on the river. The eyes were full of deep crow's feet smiles, "Think of grabbing the water source with our village back then. The old thing with the downhill village blocked the source of the upper stream. It seemed like it was yesterday."

"Because of this incident, the two villages were fighting, and my second son gave me a scoop. At that time, I was sulking. Now, in a blink of an eye, the grumpy old guys are all white." Grandpa Liu narrowed his eyes, remembering that period of time, and again Bitter and happy.

At that time, no one thought that they would have this situation in the future, and the two villages became a family.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old men sitting on both sides moved together, three feet away from him, and he was very disgusted with him.

"Can you get away, Ang, white head? Don't compare with us, go back and look in the mirror yourself, and you have a few white hairs!"