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

Chapter 131 Crying, No Name No Points

Fairies, no!More beautiful than a fairy, a goddess.

In short, it is beautiful, never seen before.

A few big bosses are collectively stuck, and I can't think of any words to describe it.

The point! ! !

He was able to call out their names, and the voice was still very familiar.

"Hehe." Qing Ling giggled, "You must be silly, this is our young lady."

boom----

A thunderbolt from the blue sky knocked all the big bosses to their knees.

"Feng... Miss Feng?" Da Tiezi's voice was like thunder, and he asked with his giant eyes.

"hold head high."

After Feng Ranhua slapped Gu Cheng's head, she tilted her head and looked at the crowd, a magnificent smile bloomed on her face, domineering and enchanting.

"You... your black face."

Like a fool, Chunzi asked, pointing at his rough black face.

"Pfft!"

"I used medicine before, to cover up one or two."

Feng Ranhua laughed, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth exuded soul-stirring.

Those talking fox eyes seem to be swaying and swaying, making people's minds sway.

"You idiots, stupid, stupid, still the same as before."

There is another sentence that I didn't say out of my mouth, they are all temperamental people.

Everyone swallowed their saliva silently, and after spending more than twenty days together day and night, they didn't realize that Miss Feng is a beautiful beauty.

"Hehe, the medicine is good, the medicine is good. Miss Feng looks like a goddess. If she had been exposed earlier, the bandit would not be like a cat smelling a fish, so she would have caught her."

Da Tiezi sighed sincerely.

Zhou Si, who didn't know when he came over, hid his face in the mask, and said sharply with a different voice:
"Presumptuous, this is the princess."

Feng Ranhua glanced at Han Scumbag's personal guards, and the people brought by Han Scumbag all called her that, so she had no time to correct them one by one.

"princess?"

All the bosses were stunned, as if they had thought of something, they seemed to have lost their souls in an instant.

When they were in Yanjing, Miss Feng and the prince fought with swords every day, shouting and killing, but they watched them, worrying all day long, for fear that one day, the master would investigate and punish Miss Feng.

Gu Cheng, who was still immersed in the joy of regaining what was lost, was like a basin of cold water pouring on his head, which not only made him sober, but even made his hair stand on end.

Kong Ling noticed that General Gu Chenggu, who had never spoken, was first amazed, then pleasantly surprised, and instantly lost his mind.

"Gu Cheng, you are stupid." Feng Ranhua picked up the weighing pole and knocked Gu Cheng's head. When she was in Yanjing, she and Gu Cheng did not know each other, and they had more revolutionary friendship than others in daily life.

Gu Cheng hummed, his nose was hot and sour, and his heart was swollen and astringent, as if something precious was about to be stripped from his body.

The group of them has been building salt wells, and they don't know the rumors about the princess in Yizhou, and they don't know that this girl is the girl of the other.

Kong Ling took a cold look, and was amused, this kid, he didn't know how to live or die, so he had a crush on the princess.

After that, when Gu Cheng saw the prince, he also lacked the joy of entering the village.

It was rare for Han Jinyan to be moved when he saw his former brothers.

General Gu and the old prince are also brothers and sisters. In their generation, they also went to school together and went to the battlefield together since they were young.

Han Jinyan dragged Gu Cheng to Yutu, pointed at the foot of a mountain and said:
"Gu Cheng, you came just in time. I want to build a military camp and train the army here in Yanmen Mountain, and it just so happens that you come to take charge of this matter."

Gu Cheng was warlike, so he sent him to manage the salt wells, he was really inferior, but eating salt up and down in Yizhou was a big deal.

Never divulge any information.

The salt that has been practiced for more than a year is enough for five years in Yizhou.

Gu Chengyin dismissed the loneliness in his eyes, nodded his head heavily, folded his fists and bent over, and said, "The last general will listen to the command, and he will fulfill his mission!"

Fengranhua personally arranged the menu for the reception banquet in the evening, and Yanjing and his gang were the first friends she met when she came to this world, and they were all very loyal.

Rows of tables are filled with: grilled whole lamb, roasted pork belly on a slate, stewed chicken with rutabagas in a big pot, duck with red jade radish, braised fish with green and green dots, and green wild red fruits in cold salad.

Don't engage in bells and whistles, it is still a fancy meat dish.

Put on a plate of flat peaches, chickpeas peaches, and sweet oranges picked from the secret place.

The women in the village spontaneously wrapped all kinds of big buns and dumplings.

Three rounds of wine.

Tie Zi swayed over with a glass of wine drunk, and shouted in a loud voice.

"Wind girl..."

"I, Tiezi, miss you. I'm afraid that you and Miss Qingling will be bullied by someone who doesn't have eyesight. My brothers and I will take turns going to the mountain temple to burn incense, so that the mountain god can bless you."

"But Miss Feng, you can't just follow the prince without a name or distinction like this. It sounds nice to be called the princess, but the big guy hasn't even received the letter?"

Suddenly Tiezi felt a death stare, turned his words around, and called "Princess" to end it.

Han Jinyan: ...

All the idiots, burning salt and burning foolishly.

The pot does not mention the pot to open.

Fengran showed a smug smile on the screen, and glanced at Han Jinyan:
"That's right, there is no betrothal gift, and there is no worship. The King of Han saw that our master and servant are easy to bully, so he called him a princess.

My mother said that I should be matched with a white-faced scholar, who looks pure and delicate.Otherwise, it should be matched with a soldier general who stands up to the sky. After the two are in love, the courtesy they should have is indispensable. "

Like acting in a big drama, Feng Ranhua held up the wine glass and pretended to cry with several brothers.

"Your Majesty did not do it properly, Miss Feng, you have made great achievements in saving our Yizhou."

"Yes, the hired girl is not allowed to leave, three matchmakers and six hired, don't worry, Miss Feng, the old prince's carriage is behind, we will ask the old prince to make decisions for you."

"Miss Feng has a fierce temper. She is a bit fierce. She is also hard to find in thousands of miles. No, she can't find a good girl even with a lantern."

Tie Zi, Hu Bing and a bunch of people get together.Start your crusade against the prince with one sentence and one sentence.

Qing Ling stood aside, covering her mouth and laughing, her stomach was about to cramp, the lady was scaring Han Wang.

Song Jiang, Kong Ling and the others were stunned. They watched every day that the prince was being bullied by the lady in different ways.

Han Jinyan grabbed the paw of a little fox who was getting more and more proud and flamboyant with great interest, pulled her back to the chair, and brought her close to her ear:

"Mother-in-law, since you passed away at the age of five, when did you tell me?"

"What dowry do you want for Hua'er? Huh?"

A dull bewitching voice.

The clothes were tangled up, covered the big palms and attached the small hands to the waist, and climbed up.

Feng Ranhua glanced at the big unruly hands on his waist, "My mother told me in a dream, why not?"

"You still want to be a white-faced scholar?"

Feng Ranhua's face is not red, his heart is not beating, and he speaks in a dirty voice:

"Hello, white flour scholar. After stripping it off, everything is white, which is pleasing to the eye. When I touch it again, ouch, it's so bare, it makes people's blood boil.

If there is a hot dance, no, the hot dance needs to add some atmosphere, you have to add a thin shirt and a faint gauze. "

He licked his lips while talking, acting like a vulgar client.

(End of this chapter)