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

Chapter 160 Overjoyed
Han Jinyan, who returned to the small courtyard of Moling, dealt with official duties until early in the afternoon, sitting upright with a straight figure, showing distraught, and his eyes kept scanning the clepsydra.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sky outside the window, hoping that night would fall.

Zhou Si observed for a while, then slowly moved to the side of the invisible man Fusheng, and poked him with his cheap elbow:

"Hey, Fusheng, let's make a bet. Just bet on whether the master can keep his innocence today, I bet!"

Hehe, today he eavesdropped that the master and the concubine wanted to live together, but Fusheng didn't know the truth.

Fu Sheng pretended not to hear anything, picked up the scroll of instruction and was three steps away from Hansha.

"50 taels of silver?"

"..."

"100 taels of silver?"

"..."

"200 taels of silver?"

Suddenly Fu Sheng saw Mo Yin walking quickly from the window, "Okay!"

ha?Zhou Si was stunned for a moment.

A figure rushed into the study.

"Master." Mo Yin saluted.

Seeing Mo Yin coming here, Han Jinyan nodded slightly. Mo Yin is guarding the state city, and if there is no important matter, he will never leave his post without authorization.

I thought that because of Kong Ling's marriage, I came here to congratulate him.

Just as Mo Yin took off his cloak, a cold current blew outside the window, he said: "This year's freezing winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, why don't you close the windows tightly?"

Only Zhou Si smiled knowingly, and Fu Sheng closed the window silently.

The old god Han Jinyan picked up the brush and scribbled.

Mo Yin moved to the coals of the fire, roasted the fire, and reported the purpose of the trip:

"Master, the old prince was snatched away by the elders of the clan. The elders pretended to be old and said that they had invited a famous doctor. I can't forcefully interfere.

According to the investigation, they are now discussing to bring the old prince to Shuixing Village to force the palace. "

"Master, don't worry, the old prince is surrounded by our people, and he will take care of him carefully."

Han Jinyan said calmly:

"My third uncle's idea? It's just right, let's see those ghosts and monsters sneaking up and down."

Mo Yin looked outside the house:
"There is another urgent matter. Dudu Xiao sent someone to the clan, saying that the old concubine had discussed marriage with the second wife of the Xiao family in the past, and the Xiao family is secretly sending the eldest daughter of the second wife, Xiao Ruofu, to Yizhou.

According to the eyeliner report we placed in the clan's hometown, Xiao Ruofu can go to Yizhou in the future. "

"According to more than half of the clan elders, they intend to marry the Xiao family. They took over the old prince and planned for this matter."

Zhou Si exploded and said: "What? Ask the master to marry another princess? Why do you keep staring at the master's fat meat?"

Xiao Chengming's thief did not give up, and was robbed of two states by King Xuan, and his eyes were on the soldiers and horses of Yizhou.

Han Jinyan was silent for a while, then said coldly:
"Knowing that my father's legs are more and more inconvenient in winter, he used this trick to coerce me. It means forcing me to return to Yizhou, and I have fulfilled their wish."

"Send a letter, find a way to delay it for a few days, and return to Yizhou to settle the matter after Kong Ling gets married."

After the master washed and washed, he saw him rushing to the opposite side.

Zhou Si stretched out his big hand and said to Fusheng: "200 taels of silver, thank you very much!"

Fu Sheng silently took out two bank notes.

Mo Yin leaned over.

"What are you betting on?"

"The master is innocent."

"Giving me 50 taels, everyone who sees it will have a share."

"No."

"Pangniu Donghu has sent a letter. I intend to write a letter for Mr. Si to express my thoughts."

"you dare!"

The Fengwu Courtyard diagonally opposite.

In other words, the small flame in Fengranhua's heart has been burning vigorously, and she secretly took two red candles and a plate of incense and put them in the small broken book.

Even the curtains of the wooden bed were replaced with fantasy purple.

Brocade quilts and pillowcases are pink.

Seeing a black shadow come in, his body is strong and his clothes are fluttering, like a fairy.

She couldn't help but blush.

It's just getting dark, and her family is a beauty... The brand was turned a little early.

As soon as he entered the door, Han Jinyan saw that the painting looked like a book that had been put away. Its snow-white neck was flushed with red, just like the morning glow reflecting the snow.

Han Jinyan's expression was calm, he walked around to the side of the painting, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the picture album exposed in a corner under the ledger, with bare legs and no clothes.

It was the picture album that Hua'er was looking at just now, the corner of his mouth was smiling slightly, Hua'er's words were quite bold on weekdays, it turned out that Hua'er was also cramming temporarily.

"Hua'er is dealing with common affairs? Do you want to help your husband?" As he spoke, he picked up the account book and picture album with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Hey..." Feng Ranhua stared at her beautiful eyes, but it was too late.

see you.

The old god Han Jinyan pulled out a thin picture album that was left behind, with about a dozen pages.

Flipping open casually, the clothes are half-faded, a man and a woman are doing things to reconcile yin and yang, and their posture makes people's blood spurt.

brush!
He covered it, his ears were flushed, and he stared at the painting with burning eyes.

Facing Han Jinyan's playful eyes, Feng Ranhua pursed her red lips.

"Appreciate, understand. This is called performance art."

The arrogant little demeanor, the pouting red lips are plump and plump, like a flat peach on the table, full of juice, inviting people to taste.

The breath in the air suddenly heated up.

Feng Ranhua wanted to stay away from Han Jinyan uncomfortably, propping up the table with her small hands, and gently moved the hem of her skirt.

In the next moment, a piece of warmth and softness was printed on her forehead.

The corners of Feng Ranhua's mouth curled up, and he remained motionless.

The red lips on her forehead did not leave immediately, but fell along her forehead to the bridge of her nose, the tip of her nose, her earlobes, and her cheeks.

Slowly slipping down like silk, with warm moisture and a pleasant woody fragrance.

Han Jinyan seemed to be having fun, staying everywhere, not seeing her red lips for a long time.

Just as the warmth was approaching the red lips, Feng Ranhua's eyes turned around, and she took the first step to bite.

Hanhu let out a chuckle, with a slightly muffled echo.

When the white snow and ice meet the warm sun, spring returns to the earth to sprout tender buds.

Both souls beat with joy.

Han Jinyan picked up the painting and twirled in the air, then both fell into the big bed.

The sound of popping in the air is as sweet as a piano.

Fengranhua sighed while being intoxicated, light work is good, even kissing is difficult.

The purple tent swayed, and the inside of the broken tent was shimmering with waves, and the beautiful double shadows overlapped and intoxicated.

Fengranhua's slender jade hands slowly climbed into Han Jinyan's long hair behind Han Jinyan's back, and Han Jinyan slowly slid down and landed on Fengranhua's waist.

With three fingers around, he unbuttoned the shirt, and the buttons of the shirt were undone, revealing the smooth snow silk of the inner garment.

Suddenly the wind dyed the painting and suddenly felt a heat in the body, as if a warm current gushed out.

Seeing that his body was stiff, Han Jinyan stopped his movements. His deep and psychedelic black eyes were wrapped around a pair of beautiful fox eyes, and he turned left and right.

Feng Ranhua's annoyance, embarrassment, and pity kept changing on Ruyu's enchanting little face.

After a while, she choked out a sentence, "My mother's aunt is here!"

Han Jinyan half understood.

When she moved away, the bed was bright red...

he:"…………"

The two tidied up in embarrassment.

Nesting on a soft couch to warm up by the fire, it's just a plate of peaches that have been poked to pieces by a painting.

"Hua'er, after Kong Ling's marriage is finished, I want to go to Yizhou. The family has detained the father and intends to come here. It is cold and snowy today, and the father is unable to walk."

Han Jinyan took the painting lightly and said in a low voice.

Feng Ranhua's beautiful eyes turned, and pointed out the key point: "For me? The rumor of Yizhou was passed down in the Han family?"

"Have you heard Hua'er?"

"Humph!"

"Ah."

"I'll go back to Yizhou with you, so I can meet those rotten old bones."

(End of this chapter)