shock!After the abandoned concubine cheated on God of War, she just wanted to farm

Chapter 122 Give him a vote

Feng Ranhua tapped on the long and slender palm around her waist with a single finger. From head to toe, the snake spirit was a moving treasure house.

Behind her, Han Jinyan had an unclear smile on his lips, and leaned over to her ear and whispered:
"Well, our spies found out that he bribed princes and recruited rebels everywhere, and his shots were 20 or [-]."

How many millions of taels of silver? ! ! !

"Mother Xipi, grab his vote, and my mother has the money to build the castle." Feng Ranhua's lips curled up, his eyes flickered, "Scumbag, let's partner up to give him a vote!"

Where did Hua'er learn the rough words?

Han Jinyan laughed and said, "After recruiting troops and buying horses, King Xuan has nearly 30 troops under his command. Moreover, the Taiyuan Army is well-equipped, so it is not suitable to head-on."

Feng Ranhua's figure was as nimble as a monkey, and she shrank out of Han Jinyan's arms. The old lady was so dazed that she even fell in love with Han Jinyan's arms.

Immediately, her beautiful eyes glanced at him, and she sneered back:
"You are guarding the gate of Dayan Kingdom, with only 15 soldiers and horses. You are still working hard, fighting with the people of East Lake all day long. Be careful that the city gate is on fire, and someone will block the back door from the inside, leaving you nowhere to make excuses."

Han Jinyan said in a low voice: "That group of mobs, what is there to be afraid of? I, the soldiers of the Han family, have gone through the battlefield and fought out from the blood."

The Han family army is full of righteousness, protecting the people of one side.

Feng Ranhua put away her crooked shoulders and slid body, and her face also showed a rare positive look, with a killing spirit, she also fought out of the blood tide, and led her army to establish the Qinglong base, giving ordinary people A resting place for the people.

"Don't worry, sister is covering you. If anyone dares to kill, I will throw it away." Feng Ranhua raised his head and threw away his beautiful eyes.

"No, you can't show the fire power at will."

"You don't care about my wife!"

"You are my wife!"

"I'll go, when did I admit it."

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Mercury Village West Street, inside a blue brick house.

As soon as the teams entered the courtyard, they all dispersed well-trained and chose the surrounding houses to live in, whether it was a stable or a warehouse.

The Dongwu Nuange was originally empty, and within a quarter of an hour, the python embroidery, the copper stove with two ears, the empty charcoal basin with lotus carvings, and the plum-style tin pot with purple sand tires... were all placed in their proper positions.

Heavy as fog, curling like smoke.

King Xuan was lying on the soft bed, playing with a pair of jade balls carved inside the wall.

"Uncle, can you rest?"

"Back to Master, Master Muyuan has rested in the West Room."

"My lord, Anshao said that Han Wang and Han Wangfei have been living in separate houses, and Han Wangfei is not allowed to be called Wangfei by people in the village, and they are all called "Feng Girl" or "Master."

King Xuan squinted his eyes while lying on the soft bed, hummed, thoughtfully:
Unexpectedly, the eldest daughter of the Feng family really looks like a country, a wild and unruly beauty.But what is rare is that a woman with the aura of a king, when I saw it today, just stood there casually, with a majestic aura that looks down on the world.

No wonder the king of Han rushed to sue for peace after giving birth to a pair of sons and daughters whose fathers are unknown.

However, he conducted a detailed investigation and found that the last three generations of Marquis Yongen were all of middle-to-lower talent. Could it be that the Hai family secretly taught them?
The Hai family has been noble for a hundred years, and there have been no fewer than ten senior assistants and university scholars in the past.

In this generation of the Hai family, there seem to be three daughters who were born in the same family and never married.

Xuan Wang Jieyu moved slightly, and glanced sideways at the guard next to him: "Zeng Gongkui went to Yuzhou Haijia, did you reply?"

Personal guard: "A few days ago, Shizi Zeng sent a letter through a pigeon, saying that the Hai family closed the door tightly and refused to accept visitors, and his direct descendants were detained at home, and they were not allowed to go out without the patriarch's intention."

King Xuan scoffed. He is a scholar with some talent, but he still wants to be alone.

"I heard that the granddaughter of the Hai family is beautiful and intelligent, full of poems and books, and asked Zeng Gongkui to speak in Yuzhou. The late emperor gave the last words to hire the granddaughter of the Hai family as my side concubine. hospital."

"Yes. This subordinate will do it immediately." Another guard took the order and withdrew from the Snapper.

King Xuan said leisurely: "Go and get ready to pick a heavy gift. We will visit my cousin tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

King Xuan put three fingers on the table, tapped a few times and asked, "Where is Shunyao?"

"Returning to the master, after Mr. Yan left halfway, he went to live in the squire's yard. I heard that Mr. Yan lived there for ten days two months ago." The guard replied.

King Xuan closed his eyes tightly to show he knew.Shunyao fell into Han Jinyan's hands, lost an iron mine, lost an arm, and lost most of the people who had been trained for two years, so it's no wonder that he didn't want to come to apologize.

And follow him.

Yan Shunyao, who was dozens of kilometers away, was stepping on the snow and slowly entered the backyard of a house.

The cold moon was like a hook outside the window, and the cold wind whizzed past.

In the embroidered building in the squire's backyard, a beautiful woman stretched her neck and looked out the window frequently.

at last.

A handsome man in a long robe stepped on the snow, and before he could knock on the door, the door opened from the inside.

"Your...Young Master, you are here."

Yan Shunyao embraced the long-awaited beautiful woman, leaned against the corner of the wall, and gently shaved a red-like delicate face:

"Mei Xu is three points whiter than snow, but snow is less fragrant than Mei. I haven't seen Mei Er for two months, and Mei Er is more and more beautiful."

Mei'er snuggled up to Yan Shunyao, her body trembling slightly, her voice was like mist, like whispering: "My lord is making fun of me."

Yan Shunyao let out a half-smile, turned around and took him to the bed next to him.

"Meier, have you ever missed me?"

Yan Shunyao looked down at Meier on the bed, and licked the corner of his lower lip with the tip of his tongue.

"I miss you every day, and hope that you will come back."

Meier's eyes dodged, as if she was looking forward to it and shy. Since two months ago, she had a few times with Mr. Yan Chunxiao, and she missed him deeply.

Yan Shunyao remained silent.

There are three or four points like her in appearance, but it's a pity that this courage is not as unruly as hers.

The young master suddenly had a gloomy face and felt chilly, Meier shuddered in fright, and said timidly: "Young master..."

All of a sudden, he chuckled a little, a well-behaved little rabbit has something delicious about it.

He lovingly touched Meier's slender and fair neck, "Don't be afraid."

Extremely gentle.

He bent down, lay on his side, reached out and stopped on her calf, and raised the belt gently all the way up.

As if admiring a masterpiece, she slowly untied the tie on her pink skirt, and the embroidered skirt was half unraveled.

Mei'er's eyes were foggy, and there seemed to be tears, but there was an extremely shy smile on her face.

Afterwards, Meier's clothes on the bed fell to the ground one by one, leaving only an obscene skirt. Meier tightly pulled the collar and bit her lower lip.

Yan Shunyao leaned down and whispered in her ear: "Did you ever miss me that much?"

Mei'er lowered her head and gave a barely audible hum.

Like a cat, like encouragement.

next moment.

The woman's forbearance of broken weeping came from the room, but someone blocked her lips with something, making it fragmented yet alluring.

On a snowy night, clouds and mist cover the blue shadows, and the mist curls up in the dark night. There are women's inaudible weeping and whispering, which makes people's blood rush.

The corners of Yan Shunyao's eyes were also stained with a strange blush, his breathing was still disordered, but it was more of a strange sense of satisfaction.

The guards who followed in the dark night outside the window stood silently, like a breathless shadow, which was commonplace.

(End of this chapter)