The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Green Frost stretched his hand and patted Nanyu's cheek: “You still have me and Xiao Qi, we will have children in the future. There is not only vengeance in your life. As a brother, shouldn't you watch Xiaoqi marry his wife and son? ”

Nanyu heard, his heart was clear, Qing Frost was right, he had a lot to do besides revenge, he had Qing Frost and his brother and they would all be with him.

“Thank you. ”

“We don't have to thank each other. That's it. He's not going to be so good. Let's get out of here.” Nanyu hasn't left the room one step in the past few days, even a little spirited, frosty, worried about him, has been with him, occasionally resting in the next room.

Ning Mengyao watched the two finally come out, couldn't help but say a few words: “I said you two, didn't people play me dead? ”

“No.” Nanyu shook his head.

“But that's about it.” The frost is replenished on one side.

Ning Mengyao's hand paused for a moment, then he looked at the two people helplessly: “You two are really... well, go and rest. ”

I wanted to teach them a lesson, but when I saw their tired faces, I swallowed them back.

Watching the two leave intimately, Mengyao sighed and turned back to his room without knowing when Tianjing would be able to return.

And at this moment, Joe Tianjin is in a palace, a place they've never walked before.

Nanqi leaned against the wall and looked at Joe Tianjin, who looked a little pale.

They don't even know they've been in here for a few days, and the things they've been preparing are almost gone. If there's no real thing, that's okay. If there's no water, it's a bit of a problem.

“Boss, we've been in this place for days. If we can't find the exit, we're going to talk about it here.” Nanqi looked at Joe Tianjin, who had never given up looking for a way out, and said seriously.

Joe Tianjin ignored the chirping Nanyu, but carefully grasped what was on the wall.

A couple of times before, they found the stone door from the wall, and now they can.

“Why don't you come over and help us when you have time to say something cool? ”

Nanqi reached out and touched his nose, hey hey smile, then started looking seriously for help.

Weisson has not lived at home these days called a breezy water rise. When there was a rock before, he would be more or less constrained, but now there is no rock out, and he has not returned for some time.

This is a great opportunity for Weisson to even have in mind the idea of not being able to come back for life.

As long as the rocks don't come back, the house will be his.

It feels so good to have power.

After Weisson took control of some of his family's powers, almost under the name of Mitsui, Weisson finally remembered the woman who had dared not give him face on the street.

With this in mind, Weisson is very uncomfortable, as if swallowing a fly.

I don't think it's okay when I don't think about it, but now that I think about it, I don't think Weisson can stand it for a moment.

“I asked you to keep an eye on that woman. How'd you do?” Westwood's eyes were filled with haze.

The people on the side shrunk their necks and looked at Weisson with some fear: “Young master has never retreated, it's just...”

“Enough, go and bring me back the people immediately, and remember that I want not only that woman, but also those two children.” Weisson interrupted each other impatiently, and now he just wants to get back at the woman so badly that he doesn't have that much time to listen to them.

Weisson's guards looked at him with helplessness. I'm afraid the young master is going to kick the iron plate this time.

At night, the homeless guards came to Ning Mengyao's house where they now live. There are a lot of people coming together, including several experts.

Quiet and quiet throughout the compound, as if there was not a single person.