The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Watching a person live and die before them in this way, the hearts of Nangong Yue and others are cooling, and the eyes of Ning Mengyao even carry a little fear.

“Where did you get this medicine? Interesting.” After a while, I finally returned to the divine question of Xiao Qitian Kamba from the news that Nangong Crystal was dead.

Ning Mengyao shook his head gently: “I don't know, it's just a frost, like adding a bug to it. ”

Recently, Green Frost didn't know what was going on. She developed a strong enthusiasm for the insects. She dragged Nanyu and the two of them together every day when she was fine. If she didn't know what her purpose was, she would think that Green Frost looked like Nanyu.

Xiao Qitian swallowed a sip of water and decided to stay away from that little woman in the future. It was terrifying.

The envoy of the Mausoleum looked at the dead prince, and one of them suddenly jumped: “Xiao Huang killed our prince in front of us, you must give us an account. ”

Ning Mengyao looked at the jumper and said softly: “Are you reminding me that counting me almost turned me into a killing machine? ”

Sen Leng's voice made the talker's body stiff. He subconsciously looked at Ning Mengyao and saw her eyes with no emotion. He fell to the ground in fright.

Smile, “Want to tell? Well, then we don't have to talk.” Ning Mengyao walked back to the chair and sat down, looking softly at Nangong Moon: “But then what happens, I don't know.” Nangong Moon's face was stiff and stared at the talker: “Mrs. Qiao thought too much, it was really our fault, I'm so sorry. ”

At this time, it is no longer a question of bowing your head and not being ashamed, choosing between face and survival, whoever chooses the latter.

I glanced at the Nangong Moon: "But the minister of your country doesn't seem to think so. ”

Nangong Moon looked at the angry people beside him, and the expression on his face was not very good.

“Nangong Moon, you can discuss with them whether you want to tell us or not.” Ning Mengyao looked at Nangong Moon faintly, not at all concerned, those who could not help but eat her.

When the Mausoleum died, he looked at Nangong Yan: “Regent, is that how you see her treating us? ”

This is also the county owner and the people of the Mausoleum. It is simply intolerable to do such a thing.

Nangong Yan glanced at each other: “The king seems to have said it before. If you hurt her, you must return it. If you want to do anything, she will be happy. ”

Nangong Moon really wants to break the brains out of these people at this moment. What's in it? Do they want the Regent to do the same to them? It's just not self-control.

“We are willing to compensate Xiao Guo for his five pools.” Ultimately, Nangong Moon said helplessly.

Now pay them back, and in the future he will get it back.

Ning Mengyao glanced at Xiao Qifeng: “You decide. ”

Xiao Qifeng nodded: “Five seats connected to Xiao Guo. ”

Nangong Moon's face changed. I know which five Xiao Qifeng is talking about. The five pools are one of the more prosperous pools in the Mausoleum.

Looking at them as if there was no room for discussion, Nangong Moon nodded his teeth: “Okay. ”

Nangong Yue wrote the National Book of Circumcision of the City Pool and stamped his seal, handing the National Book to Xiao Qifeng.

This seems to be a bit of a farewell, but Ning Mengyao said at this time: “Are you connected to Miaojiang? ”

“No.” Nangong Moon lowered his eyes and looked up again with a faint expression on his face.

Seeing him like this, Mengyao looked at him slightly. “Really? ”

After Nangong Yue and his envoy left, Xiao Qifeng looked at Ning Mengyao: “That's it? ”

“The dog will jump the wall in a hurry, and you're not curious about his deal with Ling Wuhou?” Thinking of Ling Wuhou, Ning Mengyao's eyes gradually became cold.

Xiao Qifeng breathed a nitrogen: “You don't even look like Ling Wuhou? ”