The General’s Little Peasant Wife

It screamed over Ning Mengyao's head, dancing, and then landed on Ning Mengyao's shoulder, gently pecking Ning Mengyao's cheek with his pointed mouth.

Ning Mengyao had a strong smile on his face: "Go home. ”

Bai Lingbird looked at Ning Mengyao for a long time, eventually winged away.

With the departure of the Hundred Birds, the people finally returned to God. Nangong's eyes were full of heat.

Even if this woman is already someone else's wife, he wants to grab her.

He'll probably move, no matter who he is, right?

The wind took a deep look at Ning Mengyao and turned his head. His eyes bore an incomprehensible light.

“Mengyao, how did you do it?” Xiao Qitian looked brightly at Ning Mengyao in front of him, his eyes burning, making Joe Tian on the side very disgusted.

Reaching out to push people straight away, Joe Tian said, "Stay away from my daughter-in-law. ”

“Tianjin, we're brothers, I'm just curious, you know?” Xiao Qitian looked at Joe Tianjin very depressed and didn't do anything himself? Why is this guy so disgusted with himself?

After that, a lot of thousands of gold came out to perform, but nobody dared to play the piano anymore. Under the halo of Ning Mengyao, who dared to play the piano at this time to take its humiliation?

However, by the time Wei Kexin played the piano, she didn't want to provoke Ning Mengyao, but wanted Ning Mengyao to point her finger.

Ning Mengyao listened to Wei Kexin's voice. Her voice was filled with hope and helplessness for life, and she expressed her heart completely.

“Madam General would like you to give me some pointers.” Wei Kexin looked sincerely at Ning Mengyao. No one felt that she was provoking, but that she just really wanted Ning Mengyao to point at her.

Ning Mengyao looked at Wei Coxin and had more fondness for her than Wei Zixin: “Your art is better than ordinary people, listen to the voices of all things more, and blend in.” Ning Mengyao said so much and stopped talking.

Wei Kexin whispered the words of Ning Mengyao, with confusion in her eyes, and then became naturally and immaculate. She understood that Ning Mengyao meant to tell her, face her heart, do not be bound, only then can a better song play.

“Thank you, ma'am.” Wei Kexin sincerely thanked him.

Wei Zixin looked at Wei Coxin with a gloomy face: “Hypocrisy. ”

Wei Coxin doesn't want to compare to Wei Zixin anymore, just go back to his seat.

After the thousands of gold performances, Nangong Suddenly stood up: “The Emperor Xiao came this time, and his father said he wanted to marry Xiao Guo in order to celebrate the centenary. ”

“Oh?” Xiao Qifeng's eyes shrugged. Is he still here? His gaze fell on the moon of Nangong beside him: “I don't know who the princess sees. ”

Nangong Moon looked at Joe Tianjin: “The princess has a crush on General Joe. ”

The voice had just fallen, the people present instantly silenced, looked at the calm Joe Tianjin, and looked at the Nangong Moon, not knowing what to think, the heart pulled out cold.

Although General Joe didn't do anything, the air-conditioning on his body was no joke, it was a deadly existence.

Ning Mengyao looked at Nangong Moon slightly: “It turns out that the princess of a neighbouring country likes to have a husband and wife. ”

“It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines.” Nangong's moonlight opening did not take Ning Mengyao's sarcasm into account.

However, Ning Mengyao turned to look at Joe Tianjing: “Tianjing, do you think so? ”

Qiao Tian glanced at Ning Mengyao: “What nonsense, there will only be one hostess in the General Hall, except you will not have anyone else, who goes in, who dies. ”

Ning Mengyao was satisfied, but Nangong Yue frowned. With so many people present, she really valued only Joe Tianzhang alone. This man was a good person for her.

“Madame is too jealous. ”

“So what, Lady Ben's husband doesn't care.” Ning Mengyao looked at Nangong Moon with a smile.

Nangong Moon looked at Ning Mengyao, trying to say anything, but was interrupted by the wind master beside him: “When did the imperial family of the Mausoleum become such a disgrace? ”

“Master Feng, you'd better think about your words.” Nangong's face was cold and he looked dead at the wind on the side.