The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Bringing Xiao Zixuan into his room, Linglo looked worried about the deep feelings and some tranced Xiao Zixuan: “What's going on? ”

Xiao Zixuan grabbed Linglou's hand as if he had found the main bone and cried out: “I don't know why this happened. ”

“Hmm? I'll look into this.” Linglo frowned, who hated her so much, and did something like this.

If it's a prank, isn't that too much?

Xiao Zixuan now has his child. If anything happens to the child because of this, it will not be compensated.

After soothing Xiao Zixuan, Linglo went outside and asked someone to investigate the matter.

Finally, all the evidence points to Ning Mengyao. No, it should be the man next to her, to be exact.

With his lips tight, Linglo finally rode out on his own and came to Ning Mengyao's door two days later.

When he saw the man at the door, Mengyao had a sarcasm in his eyes: "What happened? ”

“Why?”

“What?”

“Why are you so scared of Xuan? She is pregnant, one will miscarry accidentally, Ning Mengyao, how can you be so harsh now.” Linglo pointed to Ning Mengyao's anger and said.

Ling Lo's anger blamed himself, leaving Ning Mengyao a little tranced. Is he blaming himself? Or for another woman?

“Oh? I don't know what I've done to make you a prince come to my door to accuse me, if that's what you're talking about today, then I'm sorry, I don't have time for you.” Ning Mengyao turned around after completing his disgusting remarks.

Without waiting for Ning Mengyao to close the door, Linglo grabbed Ning Mengyao's hand: “Ning Mengyao, I don't care what you do, but if you do this again, don't blame me me for being rude to you? ”

Shake off Linglou's hand and look at Linglou in disgust: “Just say what you really want and what I did. ”

“Why did you throw your head in my house?” Linglo asked.

Ning Mengyao looked ridiculously at Linglo like he heard some big joke: "Do you think I'll throw my head at your house? Linglo, am I capable of this? I'm just an ordinary orphan girl. I don't have that kind of skills. And, you know, head? I'm surprised. Where did I get the head? You must be paranoid. ”

“You…”

“Yao Yao, why do you talk so much to such people? That's all he can hear, you know?” Joe Tianjin's voice came from one side.

She walked to Ning Mengyao, held her waist, let her lean against her arms, then looked at Linglo and said sarcastically: “I remember, by the way, two days ago, there were seven or eight black men in the house suddenly, and people were still dying. I didn't know they were sent? Yao Yao, do you want us to call the police? ”

Ning Mengyao shook his head: “Forget it, he is so tall, officials protect each other, we are not the lucky ones in the end.” Mengyao said sarcastically.

“That's also true, what kind of identity are we? They even got that kind of guard out. If we get this out, I'm afraid we'll both be in bad luck. ”

“You're right, so let's not compare ourselves to this, but hanging out is always something to pay off, and one day the guy will know we're not so good at it.” Ning Mengyao looked at Linglo and said.

Linglo frowned, and he felt like the two of them were just saying this to him, and they said they were here the other day at this moment? Didn't he just go back? What a coincidence!

“I said," Prince Ling, please leave my door, don't stand in my way here, my temple can't afford you big Buddha. ”Ning Mengyao looked at Linglo coldly outside.

Linglo can't believe she's looking at Ning Mengyao. Is she kicking herself out?

“Are you kicking me out? ”

“Don't you dare go, I'll give you up? This time it was just an assassin's assassination, I don't know what the next time will be, and I hope you, the eldest son, pity our little people.” Ning Mengyao said with utter irony, giving Linglo the illusion of groundless self-tolerance.