The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Qiao Tianchang pulled Ning Mengyao aside and sat down. They thought about it and finally told them about it.

“That's the way it is, I don't know how to know that little monkeys have the gift to be prophets, so I want us to send little monkeys to her to learn the art of prophecy, and say what little monkeys' achievements will be on her, no matter how high they are, they will not escape, and they will not survive the fate of thirty-five years old.” Ning Mengyao said with a cold face.

When the royal wind and Maureen heard the smiling face, they became gloomy. They dared to think, but they dared to think of Xiao Zheng's idea.

“Yao, don't be foolish and promise them.” This is the child's future.

“I know, of course, that's my son, and she's not in pain, and I'm still in pain, and I'd rather the kid didn't have the strength to do that, I just want him to live his life in peace.” Ning Mengyao frowned.

No mother was willing to push her own child out, and she was nothing like that.

When several people spoke here, they did not notice that there were two people hidden in the flower bushes, one of them Jomo Maple and the other Jomo Maple.

Jomo Maple kept his mouth shut, and when they didn't keep talking about it, Jomo Maple hugged Jomo back to where they lived.

“Brother and mother, what are they saying?” Jomo looked at Jomo Maple with some clarity.

Though he's smart, he really doesn't understand what Mom and Dad just said.

Jomo Feng withstood the anger in his chest and rubbed his little brother's brain melon.

“It's all right, Junior, as long as you're happy to grow up, there's something else with your brother.” Jomo Maple's eyes grew cold because of what he said.

Whoever he is, he won't let them hurt Jomo.

For Jomo Maple, Jomo Maple is the salvation of his life. For almost two years, he really loves Jomo as a brother, but now he hears that his own mother is going to treat his precious brother like this.

After soothing Jomo and putting people to sleep, Jomo Maple told the palace people to keep an eye on them, so they walked out.

Just walked out and saw Phoenix coming back from the outside.

“Where is she? I want to see her.” Seeing the phoenix, Jomo Maple asked bluntly.

“What do you want to do?” Feng Feng's depressed mood suddenly rejoiced because of his son's initiative, although he still didn't call himself his father, but that was enough for him.

Jomo Maple didn't talk, he just looked at the phoenix with the same eyes as him.

In such a gaze, of course, it is the phoenix that fails.

“Why don't you tell me what you're gonna do, and then I'll take you to someone?” Feng looked at Jomo Maple and said with a smile.

“Don't worry, you just tell me where the people are, even if you don't, I can find them, it's just a waste of time.” Jomo Feng didn't care to say anything. It's not that he couldn't find out, it's just that he didn't want to find anybody else.

“Come on, I'll take you.” Turning around and leaving, Jomo Maple followed him out.

Coming to an ordinary yard, Jomo Maple heard the sound coming from inside.

Pushing the door in, Jomo Feng looked cold and sat there wondering what had not fallen. There were two cups of tea on the table in front of her. Apparently, there were actually two people who drank tea here.

“What are you doing here?” He asked without frowning.

“Of course I came to see my good mother kiss me and dare to attack my brother.” Jomo Feng smiled coldly and said that there was no such thing as admiration for mother and child.

She frowned slightly and looked at the child who was questioning her, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

“What are you talking about? I'm your mother. Do you talk to your mother like that? Guess I shouldn't have left you with them and left you there to learn how to resist your mother?” When Jomo Maple was with him before, he was very attractive.