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

Chapter 129 Cha, Fengranhua's concubine
"Wind-dyed painting! This vengeful king will remember."

King Xuan was lying in the carriage, with resentment at the end of his eyes.

The two beautiful maids who rubbed his hands and feet held their breath in fright, for fear of offending the master.

On the opposite side, Master Muyuan closed his eyes tightly, only a thin and hoarse voice was heard from his mouth:

"Such an arrogant and arrogant woman is rare in my life. Could it be because of the great reliance, or our misjudgment before, that she has no brains but beauty."

"Her temperament, even Spiritual Doctor Valley can't tolerate her."

King Xuan's eyes mocked slightly, and he was silent for a while.

"Chen Yingsheng said that the third son of the Cang family was rescued in Yabi Village last year. He is a scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books. I don't remember that the third son of the Cang family is a coward."

"She said that the third son of the Cang family had already discussed marriage with Feng Ranhua on the mountain, and Feng Ranhua fell in love with him. When he learned that the third son of the Cang family got married last month, his will was depressed for a few days."

"I have sent someone to investigate at Cang's house. I want to find out who her concubine is."

The ferocity in King Xuan's eyes remained undiminished, and an inexplicable light shone.

And faintly heard the sobbing sound from the carriage behind.

Hate flashed in King Xuan's eyes, if not for the usefulness of this fool, he would have thrown him to the dogs long ago.

Mingming's plan is to make her and Feng Ranhua his righteous sister, and he will allow her to enter Prince Xuan's Mansion.Useless things, just knelt there and cried uselessly, even her brother, a farmer, was never persuaded.

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Feng Ranhua jumped off the wall and shouted to Kong Ling not far away: "Kong Ling, check the whole village, find out the bugs in the village, and throw them out of Mercury Village!"

"Yes." Kong Ling took the order and answered with cupped fists.

Feng Ranhua took a horse and galloped up the mountain without going back to the yard.

"Painting?"

"I'm going to the forging camp."

Han Jinyan got on his horse and followed.

"Only that stinky girl doesn't look for me. I'll stay here for the old man. There are people waiting for you, roast chicken to eat, and wine to drink. Life is leisurely." a charcoal stove.

Seeing a lump of mud roasting on the charcoal stove, a smell of meat overflowed from the cracks in the mud.

Da da da--

The sound of hooves from far to near.

He thumped for no reason, feeling a bad premonition.

"Old Man Feng!"

The sound of horseshoes approached, and then came the voice of a stinky girl.

Ouch, old man Feng's heart sank heavily, this damn premonition...

"Not here! Not seen!"

The old man Feng crossed his legs and shouted.

Feng Ranhua dropped the reins, entered the yard, and walked quickly to the charcoal stove, hey, beggar chicken.

It wasn't too hot, so he picked up a large lump of mud and smashed it on the broken wooden table next to it. The mud smashed the table, revealing a chicken wrapped in lotus leaves.

The fragrance of the lotus leaf mixed with the smell of meat comes to the nostrils.

"Smelly girl, that's mine! My chicken!"

Old Man Feng became impatient, and stretched out his skinny claws to snatch it.

Grabbing food, the ability that Feng Yanhua has cultivated since his age, will fall to the side, and in a short while, tear off a third and put it on a large plate.

Hug tightly to your chest.

Feng Ranhua bared at the old man Feng with a pair of beautiful eyes who could talk.

Han Jinyan saw the two naively grabbing a chicken, especially Hua'er, but he didn't expect that he was as skilled in grabbing food as the top soldiers in the army, and he seemed to do this often.

Today Hua'er said that she killed countless people, how could he not know that Hua'er had been on the battlefield?
Suddenly remembered, when I saw Hua'er for the first time, I saw that Hua'er was full of evil spirits, she was as cold and arrogant as she is today.

It's just that she has been pregnant with a fetus in the past year, and she has raised Ji'er and Ling'er, so her body has become softer.

"Hey, I'll give you a piece of chicken." Feng Ranhua shook the big bowl in his hand, and turned towards Han Jinyan. This guy was deep and quiet, restrained like a mystery, staring at her for a moment.

Does she have flowers on her face?

Feng Ranhua raised the back of his hand and wiped it casually on his face.

Han Jinyan, whose thoughts were interrupted, saw Hua'er draw two black lines on his fair little face in a daze.

"Hahaha!"

Feng Ran gave him a blank look, imitating old man Feng, half-sitting on a wooden chair, with two straight and slender beautiful legs unrestrainedly resting on the charcoal stand in front of him.

One old and one young.

Gnaw, gnaw, gnaw on the grilled chicken.

The two ate fast, fearing that the other party would snatch it away. In less than half an hour, there were only a pile of skeletons left.

Feng Ranhua stretched out a pair of jade hands, raised her red lips, and smiled lazily: "Dirty hands."

Like a queen, you should serve her.

With a hidden smile, Han Jinyan took the warm water from the boy and wiped off the mud on his black-spotted paws, revealing his green fingertips.

"Huh. King Han is afraid of guilt." Old Man Feng picked his teeth in disgust.

A sound of fear did not make Han Jinyan angry, and his deep eyes broke into crystal light.

Feng Ranhua frivolously frowned, happy to see this scumbag, turned to old man Feng and asked:

"Old man Feng, I saw you holding the Buddha string in my hand that day. I forgot to ask you, do you know?"

The old man Feng held a stick in his mouth, showing a ghostly look:

"If it weren't for the fact that we were one family 500 years ago, we were all Feng's family, I would have snatched it and ran away that day."

Her fire power is not vegetarian either.

Feng Ranhua smiled and said nothing, she had something to ask this shriveled old man today, and she was too lazy to argue with him.

Old Man Feng glanced at them. It is rare for this young couple to have someone with great aura, and they can be called heroes.

He deliberately lengthened the initial sound, and said:

"Well... there are many things you don't know about in this world, and there are people you don't know about. This string of prayer beads is the most precious treasure of Buddhism, and you don't understand its use.

No need to worry. "

"My baby is a treasure, people see others, and people snatch it?" Feng Ranhua didn't think it was a hot potato, "The people who know the goods are also rich or have treasures?"

With bright eyes, she looks like a female bandit.

"With skills like mine, you can beat others?" Old Man Feng stared speechlessly, with the words "a frog in a well" shining brightly in his eyes.

Feng Ranhua said with great interest: "What are you afraid of, if you can't beat it, run away."

As everyone didn't know, Feng Ranhua and his wife boarded that land in the future, and they survived a bloodbath and became famous all over the world.

Feng Ranhua turned to the unknown place and unknown person that old man Feng said, and old man Feng talked like he was following an iron lock, not knowing a word.

Fengranhua simply returned to the right path.

"Master Zhuanfeng is a master forging, let's cooperate? You can help me develop several kinds of sharp weapons, even swords. Can I exchange my treasures for you?"

Feng Ranhua coaxed like a child.

Master Feng if you have something to do, old man Feng if you have nothing to do!

snort!
The old man Feng snorted arrogantly and ignored him.

Feng Ranhua knew that she couldn't win old man Feng with just a few words, so she pretended to rummage through the armholes, but actually took out a piece of white silk from a small torn book to lure him.

"A knife cannot be snatched, and there is no second one in the world."

The old man Feng threw away the tree stick in his mouth, took out his black claws and grabbed it, and saw the stinky girl staring at him with black hands.

Pay attention to poverty.

In the end, he washed his hands obediently, took the silk from the sky, and took a breath, ignoring that there was no one around, and indulged in exploration.

(End of this chapter)