The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Ning Mengyao took a deep look at Lin Zizhi's worries, just that one, causing Lin Zizhi's worries to completely blow up: “Sister-in-law, don't look at me like that. I'm really scared of you. ”

“Do I look horrible?” Ning Mengyao is innocent.

“It's not scary, it's beautiful.” But your eyes are scary, that kind of obvious calculation can actually not be so obvious.

Joe Tian sat quietly beside him and watched Ning Mengyao play with the forest worries. It was really good to see the crown of forest worries and hair.

There are so many people here, there is not much for Ning Mengyao to do, is to do her and Joe Tianyan's wedding dress, as for the quilt pillows these are all taken over by Qingzhu, other things to help is Lin Zixiao pedestrians, so much so that both Joe Tianyan and Ning Mengyao are much more relaxed.

It was the night when Xiao Qi Tian, asleep, opened his eyes at the same time and his eyes were freezing.

Get out of bed, put on your clothes, go out and look at Joe Tianjin, who is also up: “Tianjin this...”

“One remains, all returned to their masters.” Joe Tian's eyes are filled with bloodlust.

This is not the first time, it seems that the woman is really immortal, dare to come to kill Yao Yao.

Ning Mengyao, listening to the outside voice, also woke up, looking at the scene of fighting outside, his face was like a layer of frost.

“Yao Yao, stay inside and don't come out.” When Ning Mengyao woke up and stood in front of the window in her thin clothes, her expression was cold, and Joe Tian hurriedly opened her mouth and did not want her to be involved in this matter.

Ning Mengyao nodded, looking at it like that, but with a tremendous anger in his heart, it seems that Xiao Zixuan doesn't want to live well anymore.

Ryan is very good at what they do, and it's natural to deal with these people without saying anything.

When everyone died, Xiao Qitian opened the veil of the first person, saw the familiar face, and laughed coldly: "This time if they did not give me an account, I would not give up.” Knowing he was here, he dared to send someone to assassinate him. Okay, if you don't keep him in your eyes, then he'll go and jam them.

“Ryan, get some people and come with me with their bodies.” Xiao Qitian is not the Lord who can bear it. If he dares to strike at them, he should be prepared to die.

Ning Mengyao was still thinking about how to handle this matter, who knew Xiao Qitian had solved it for him.

Watching them leave on horseback, their eyes turned dark.

She walked to Ning Mengyao, reached for her, felt the chill on her, couldn't help but frown: “Why don't you put on some more clothes? ”

“I'm fine.” Ning Mengyao shook his head and let himself lean in his arms.

“Don't worry, Kitty will take care of this.” Joe Tian thought she was worried about it, so he soothed.

“I'm sure he can handle it.” How could Ning Mengyao not believe Xiao Qitian? This is not just as simple for Xiao Qitian to kill himself, but more importantly, he feels that those in Hou Fu are provoking him.

If he knew he was here, he would have flouted his existence, so whatever it was for, he would have taken care of it.

Xiao Qitian and Ryan quickly returned to the capital, not to the palace, but directly to Hou Fu.

In front of the Hou Fu Gate, Xiao Qitian was blocked, looking at those who blocked themselves, Xiao Qitian's face was even uglier.

His identity is under one person, above 10,000 people, where would anyone dare to stop him? It is a great disgrace to be stopped by a crowd of people.

“Who dares to stop and kill without forgiveness.” Xiao Qitian said in a murderous manner.

“Yes.”

“Who are you? You dare to break into the house.” The housekeeper of the Hou Dynasty hurried out and drank angrily.

However, after seeing the people in front of him, his face changed and he quickly knelt on the ground: “See His Royal Highness the Queen.” Who exactly brought this little ancestor here?

“Let Ling Wuhou's old thing get the king out.” Xiao Qitian is getting angry right now, but he's not that good of a speaker, especially seeing these people who have been blocking him.

The old butler looked bitter for a while and could only pray that nothing big would happen.