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

Chapter 39 The plan failed
"Ha ha ha ha……"

"The painting is pure and lovely!"

A slender figure stepped out from the side, handsome and elegant, with evil spirit hidden in his bones.

It's Cang Xuan.

Not just eavesdropping.

Still turning a corner and saying "pure and cute" and scolding her?
Feng Ranhua showed a weird smile with unknown meaning, "Dele, the master of the evil has come. I heard that you commanded Si Zhou to steal chickens and dogs in the middle of the night?"

Cang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and with his hands behind his back, he took out a wooden box like a magician, "Well, I went to rob, and there happened to be a box of high-quality beads for you to play with."

Two adults' palm-wide golden nanmu boxes are carved with pictures of flowers and birds, and a bird holds a pearl in its beak, which is vivid.

Feng Ranhua murmured in his heart, this wooden box looks very precious.

Eat people with short mouths, and take people softly.

The real and fake scholar who looks like a banished fairy in front of me has not passed her test, it could not be that he took his gift and could take him for it.

Cang Xuan smiled, her pretty face was covered by black, her eyes rolled wildly, showing a look of vigilance from time to time.

He lightly pulled the lockstring, turned the gear, and with a snap, the box opened.

There are three bright and dazzling purple beads overflowing from the golden nanmu box, each of which is crystal clear, dignified, round and colorful, like a sky full of stars, weaving a dreamlike world of radiance.

"Ruyu Nanzhu!" Bai Qi exclaimed in shock.

There are only two gemstones in the Donghu Palace.

Cang Xuan glanced at Bai Qi, he really knows what to do.

There were two purple pearls the size of quail eggs, which she had never seen before, but even with her eyes closed, she knew that they must be rare in the world.

Such a treasure, only a century-old family has this heritage.

Feng Ranhua stared at the wooden box without blinking, "Send it to me? No regrets?"

"Well, I'll see you off." Cang Xuan smiled.

The cunning little fox really liked it.

Cough... Feng Ranhua cleared his cough, walked arrogantly, and pulled out the golden nanmu box.

The fingertips of those hands were as tender and white as onion jade, picking up one, facing the light, the purple color is charming.

It should be hers!

Her eyes gradually brightened, and a smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

Cang Xuan looked at her quietly, and raised the corners of her mouth, "Like it?"

"Ang." She spoke lazily, put away her smile, and said with disgust: "It's not bad, then I'll accept it reluctantly."

The upturned eyes are still in a happy mood.

Bai Qi felt tight in her chest, and didn't like her sister's eyes always being attracted by Cang Xuan, "Sister." After shouting, she coughed violently.

"You bastard, why are you still standing here? Go back and lie down to rest." Feng Ranhua glared at Bai Qi.

"Slap" the wooden box closed, she then said to Qing Ling.

"Qing Ling, boil the medicine for him, and add a bowl of ginseng soup to send it to him; it took my old lady's body to grow with two hundred-year-old ginseng, don't belch in a few days."

"Hey." Bai Qi walked away in a jerk, her sister still cared about her, beating her, scolding her, or loving her, which made him feel at ease in his bones.

Cang Xuan lowered her eyes and smiled, she was only willing to scold those who really cared about her.

"Hospitable" wind dyed paintings, leaving Cang Xuan with him for lunch.

Fengranhua took a rare fish head and put it in Cangxuan's bowl, saying:

"Mr. Cang has been studying for my son for many days. It is very hard work. Eat more fish heads to replenish your body. I still have a few ginseng whiskers. Let Qingling send them over in the afternoon."

He took out the elegant and dignified Miss Fan from your family who had not been seen for a hundred years.

Qingling: "..."

Could it be that the miss is not because of those few jade beads.

I ate two hundred-year-old ginseng for that poor boy, how many ginseng beards were given to him?
Cang Xuan's long black fan-like eyelashes drooped slightly, and his pupils were slightly frustrated. After thinking about it for a while, the title Mr. Cang just now was a bit harsh.

To get closer, the address needs to appear close.

Therefore, Cang Xuan solemnly suggested:
"Hua'er, our relationship now... Mr. Cang is very unfamiliar. Why don't you call me Big Brother Cang?"

What's the matter, my wife hasn't agreed yet.

Just a few broken beads want to sell me.

Humph!
Think beautifully!
For a moment, Feng Ranhua smiled like an old demon from the mountains who abducted scholars in an ancient temple:

"Brother Cang, do you still have small beads? Bengguan purple ones, red ones, white ones, just this big ones, just throw them away if you don't want them, I don't mind."

Qingling: "..."

Who just said in disdain that he reluctantly accepted it.

Cang Xuan nodded with a smile.

Sure enough, it was right to leave two boxes, one step at a time, to lure the enemy deeper.

A lunch was enjoyed by both guests and hosts.

Waiting for the crowd to disperse, Qing Ling carefully took out a purple pearl, "Miss, it's so beautiful, it's the first time I've seen a purple pearl. It's twice as big as Da Furen's white pearl."

"That pig's head, her Zhu's family is a shabby family, so it's not too shameful to have any good products, and it's so embarrassing." Feng Ranhua said disdainfully.

Mrs. Zhu, the wife of the Marquis of Yongen, is Fengranhua's stepmother. In her dowry, there is a huge white pearl, which is only worn during New Year's celebrations.

Every time I can always get a bunch of praise, I am very proud.

The purple pearl that Mr. Cang gave to the young lady must be more expensive than the lady's.

Qing Ling hesitated, and asked, "Then...is it very expensive, Miss Cang, will you agree to it?"

Feng Ranhua picked up the white fox who had been eating her fennel beans, and stroked his hair like a cat.

At this time, the white fox pretended to be dead and did not dare to move. This woman is too scary.

After brushing a few handfuls of white fox hair, she casually said: "Why are you so anxious, your miss is as beautiful as a fairy, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get married."

"Now that I am pregnant, the first priority is to give birth to the child safely."

"If that real and fake scholar really doesn't dislike me for being pregnant with someone else's son, and loves my mother to death, then he is a good candidate for a husband-in-law."

"It's mainly because of his beautiful skin, which is really pleasing to my eyes and won my heart."

"Let's see, the days are still long."

Qing Ling nodded, "This matter has to be approved by Mr. Cang's family. It is too early for him to report to the family."

Yandu, Yongenhou Mansion.

"There are no tears on the bamboo in Xiling, and there are no words on the Sansheng stone. Dreams are broken in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but because the fate is as shallow as water. And drunk as a inkstone with plum fragrance and light ink, half of the soul is condensed, and the other half is scattered..."

As soon as the servants heard it, they knew that Lord Hou had returned.

Yong Enhou was humming a Jiangnan ditty, his face was flushed, and his body smelled of alcohol.

Yong Enhou is 35 years old, well maintained, and he was also a suave young man when he was young.

Raising her orchid fingers clackingly, as soon as she crossed the threshold of the main courtyard, Mrs. Zhu stood up and went up to meet the master, supporting the master's arm, "Look at the master's happiness, who are you going to drink with?"

"Uh—" Yong Enhou burped.

Breathing out the smell of alcohol in the room, Mrs. Yong Enhou turned her head and covered her mouth and nose with her hands.

"Hey." Yong Enhou raised his head and smiled recklessly, "I'm overjoyed, then Governor Xiao is going to marry our family."

After Lord Hou sat down, Mrs. Yongenhou hurriedly asked: "Tongqin, who do you like in our family?"

(End of this chapter)