The General’s Little Peasant Wife

He had previously investigated the mystery of Ning Mengyao's identity, and now she confirms his speculation, which may be of great benefit to the Emperor.

After a glance at Xiao Qitian, he preferred to faintly say: “Xiao Qitian don't look at me with a calculated look. ”

Xiao Qitian looked at Ning Mengyao unexpectedly and then laughed: “I'm not counting. I was just wondering what kind of baby Tian was marrying. ”

“You'll see.” Ning Mengyao frowned, naturally speaking.

Xiao Qitian smiled slightly. “Then I'll wait and see. ”

After informing Joe Tianjin, Xiao Qitian went somewhere else to cover up her visit to Baishan Village. After all, there is also his property here, he came to inspect, nothing wrong?

After Xiao Qitian left, Ning Mengyao intends to tell Joe Tian a part of his story.

So he took out the jade pepper he kept and put it in front of Joe Tianjin: “Until what does this stand for? ”

Joe Tian looked at the jade in his hand, and there was a word on it.

“Tombo Sai...”

“Well, this is the symbol of Tombolay's true boss.” Ning Mengyao nodded.

Joe Tian's eyes were full of shock. She was the boss behind Tombo Ramadan?

Tombo Ramadan appeared in the eyes of the world seven years ago, and they have a lot to do, and you can buy information from them, and you can do business with them.

Tombo Ramadan is not just a unique industry, it's just a generic name, the industry behind it, everything.

Rice shops, ready-to-wear shops, tea, porcelain, liquor stores, etc., are a continent-wide commercial store that does everything you can think of.

It was too hard to tell him now that the owner behind the firm was his fiancée.

“Tianjin I tell you this, I just don't want you to guess, I used to do this, just for Linglo, I think as long as I'm at the peak, I can fit him, but reality slaps me hard.” Mengyao laughed at herself.

Reaching out to hold Ning Mengyao in his arms, Qiao Tian raised his eyebrows: “If you're with him, I'm going to cry. ”

Ning Mengyao couldn't help but laugh: “How dare you. ”

“How dare you? Yao Yao, I don't care about your past, I just want your future I can participate.” She's so brilliant, Ling Lo doesn't want her that's a loss, see how good he looks, tie people around, or a big rich woman.

He lowered his head and rubbed gently on Ning Mengyao's shoulder: "You can raise me later. ”

“Well, if you don't mind.” He reached out and touched Joe Tian's smooth cheek, preferring to laugh with joy.

A general would say anything to keep her alive, and not be afraid that someone would hear a joke.

“If Linglo knew who you were, he would have regretted it.” Joe Tian said happily ever after.

Joe Tian glanced: “What does he have to do with us? ”

Ning Mengyao picked an eyebrow, as if that was really the case, as if it really had nothing to do with them.

Nodding seriously: "Yes, this has nothing to do with us. ”

“Of course, well, I still like the life of this place.” Ning Mengyao shrugged her shoulders. She didn't like the glory and richness. She did this in the beginning, just to survive. For Linglo, it was just a big joke in the end.

She thought, even if she didn't have these things, Joe Tian would not dislike her as a general.

“I will not let you worry about armaments if there is a war in the future.” Ning Mengyao looked at Joe Tian and said seriously.

Although she had received information that there had been no fighting in recent years, no one knew what would happen.

She is now in Xiao Guo, and the emperor of the Mausoleum is middle-aged, and the next few princes are grown up, and the emperor of the Mausoleum is ambitious. It is inevitable that they will have no idea. After all, Xiao Guo is a large piece of meatloaf in their eyes.