Chapter 68
Han Jinyan choked, unable to talk about the pain.
Zhou Si and Xu Qing, who was opposite, looked at each other and smiled wryly.
Bai Qi bowed his head in deep thought, picked up a wooden stick in his hand, and unconsciously pulled out the fire.
Why doesn't King Han know his sister?But deeply affectionate?
Only Mr. Gong took out the fennel beans hidden in Fengranhua from the carriage, and with great interest, he walked back and forth between the two of them with a gossip face.
After a while, Han Jinyan explained softly: "The matter between me and Xie's family is purely a misunderstanding. The child in her belly is not mine."
Feng Ranhua snorted coldly, what does it have to do with her.
Suddenly, Gong Lao said surprisingly: "Ranhua girl, the father of Ji'er and Ling'er is King Han?"
In an instant, the two spoke in unison.
Feng Ranhua: "No."
Han Jinyan: "Yes."
Counterfeit goods, shameless now! ! !
Feng Ranhua waved his momentum, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "What does King Han mean?"
Han Jinyan tensed suddenly, after a little thought there was no flaw, Hua'er was just angry at him for answering.
Then suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, pretending to be calm and humbly ask: "Who are Ji'er and Ling'er?"
But in his heart he was overwhelmed with ecstasy, it turned out that he was really twins.
Feng Ranhua rolled his eyes at him: "You are seriously ill, and you didn't even understand the situation, so you promised indiscriminately."
Elder Gong on the side looked narrow-minded, "I mean, the dyed painting girl said that my father is a heartless man, and when the two of you met, the point of the needle pointed at the wheat, and the sour words knocked out the jealousy in the room."
Wind dyeing painting: "..."
The heartbroken is true.
Overturned a whole house of vinegar for him?
Ah, I pooh!
On the opposite side, Han Jinyan couldn't help lowering his eyes, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
"It turns out that Miss Feng has a son, congratulations to Miss Feng!"
He touched the two jade pendants at his waist with the palm of his hand, and if he gave them out at this time, he would definitely have doubts.
When Feng Ranhua heard him speak, the roots of his teeth itched, and he muttered: "Eat salty radish, don't worry."
Han Jinyan: ...It turns out that the treatment of Cang Xuan and Han Wang is worlds apart. He wished that the time could go back an hour.
He must change his face and reappear in front of Hua'er, can he hold Ji'er and Ling'er now?
Hua'er is also very kind to him.
After another quarter of an hour, Feng Ranhua couldn't hold on, and went straight back to sleep in the carriage.
A flash of light flashed in Han Jinyan's eyes, and he followed, sitting on the seat of the carriage and leaning over.
"Bai Qi, you should rest earlier, there are free vigils, so don't use it for nothing." The wind dyed painting in the carriage thought it was Bai Qi outside, and yawned and muttered.
"Hmm." Han Jinyan snorted softly, his voice difficult to distinguish.
Bai Qi was being restrained by the old man at this time, "I said you are a bastard, you are a concubine, why are you running over to join in the fun?"
"Isn't my sister in love with him, brother Kong?" Bai Qi stared at the old man, and then asked Kong Ling for help.
Kong Ling rubbed his nose, "Brother Bai, I'm sorry, I can't beat Lao Gong."
Several people were chattering and chattering. Seeing the middle of the night, they each found a place to take a nap.
As the night receded, wisps of cold white light poured down from the sky, and unknown birds sang cheerful songs.
Feng Ranhua stretched lazily, snorted lightly, and picked up Ling'er to feed.
The slender figure leaning against the door outside the carriage slowly opened his deep eyes when the wind dyed painting moved slightly, and listened to the movement inside the carriage.
The sound line was like fog, and the "gurgling" sound of the baby swallowing was continuously heard from inside the carriage.
Turn your mind to something.
Suddenly, his face was flushed, and he wanted to avoid it, but he was afraid of disturbing the mother and child in the carriage.
For a long time.
The curtain of the carriage was raised, revealing a disaster-like appearance, as enchanting as jade.
For a moment, the two looked at each other.
Feng Ranhua's brows and eyes were extremely gentle one moment before, fierce and fierce the next moment, and he rushed over with full momentum.
"What the hell are you doing sitting outside the old lady's carriage without making a sound?"
"I'm seriously ill! I'm a woman from a good family, so I don't want to be dragged into trouble by you and cause people to gossip!"
Han Jinyan blinked his bloodshot eyes, adjusted his chaotic inner breath, and said calmly: "I was here last night and just woke up."
There is also a bit of innocence, mixed with resentment.
Kill the dog.
Feng Ranhua felt like a punch on the cotton, making her look like a vexatious shrew.
Soon, Feng Ranhua caught a glimpse of the blush on the tips of the scumbag's ears, and moved his eyes down, and the neck exposed by the round collar of this guy was still red in circles.
She turned her beautiful eyes and moved close to Han Jinyan's eyes, who were no more than the width of a fist.
The breath is a little familiar, hell, a little bit intoxicating.
"Hehe." There was a soul-stirring smile on that enchanting face that turned all sentient beings upside down, "Han Wang, I have grudges with you in the past, and I have grudges in recent days. Be careful, I can't control it alone, and I can't control you. The skin was peeled off."
"So, don't pay attention to me, beauty is poisonous, especially my color."
Beneath that smile was a palpitating chill.
Han Jinyan's heart skipped a few beats and fell silent.
"I……"
There seemed to be a thousand words, but suddenly he didn't know where to start. His status as the king of Han was not the big enemy that Hua'er said.
Especially where did Ji'er and Ling'er in the carriage come from...there is a woman who is willing to be...lost her innocence.
Han Jinyan's eyes were full of dejection, he backed away a few steps dodgingly, and said with a wry smile: "Miss Feng, you're taking the liberty."
Feng Ranhua looked at the leaving figure with a half-smile, his tall and straight figure was a bit bleak, just pretending!
"If it weren't for you to bring dozens of masters, my old lady would put a sack on her, strip her naked and beat her up, and get some interest back." Feng Ranhua snorted coldly.
"Sister, his bodyguard is making breakfast, look." Bai Qi touched over and took out a paper bag.
"What?" Feng Ranhua asked.
"Let the medicine go." Bai Qi said in frustration.
Feng Ranhua's beautiful eyes brightened, took the laxative, took out a bowl and poured Xu Qing's boiled chicken soup on it, and scattered a packet of medicine powder into the bowl when no one was prepared.
"Ha ha."
With a light smile, Feng Ranhua walked towards King Han, who was standing with his hands behind his back, with an extremely arrogant and enchanting figure.
Hear footsteps behind.
Dejected, Han Jinyan turned his head, his cold eyes warmed up, "Hua... Miss Feng."
"No, I respect you as the Lord of Yizhou. This time, I plan to go to the city of Yizhou and give you a bowl of chicken soup that warms your heart and lungs." Feng Ranhua's usual arrogance seemed to be secretly pleased.
Han Jinyan stared at her with a good look, caught the momentary panic in her eyes, he smiled deeply, even if Hua'er brought poison, he would be happy with it.
"Last year, you gave me a recipe for making salt, and I promised that it will take effect forever. Miss Feng is living in Yizhou City this time, and I will send someone to arrange board and lodging."
What the hell, if I knew that my mother was kidnapped by your subordinates and taken to the border... If you lost your innocence, the devil would make salt for you.
"Oh." Feng Ranhua's red mouth curled up, and he answered absent-mindedly, suppressing the hatred.
Han Jinyan raised his lips, took the soup bowl, and drank it.
Feng Ranhua saw that he drank up the chicken soup, took the soup bowl, and ran away like oiling the soles of his feet.
(End of this chapter)
Han Jinyan choked, unable to talk about the pain.
Zhou Si and Xu Qing, who was opposite, looked at each other and smiled wryly.
Bai Qi bowed his head in deep thought, picked up a wooden stick in his hand, and unconsciously pulled out the fire.
Why doesn't King Han know his sister?But deeply affectionate?
Only Mr. Gong took out the fennel beans hidden in Fengranhua from the carriage, and with great interest, he walked back and forth between the two of them with a gossip face.
After a while, Han Jinyan explained softly: "The matter between me and Xie's family is purely a misunderstanding. The child in her belly is not mine."
Feng Ranhua snorted coldly, what does it have to do with her.
Suddenly, Gong Lao said surprisingly: "Ranhua girl, the father of Ji'er and Ling'er is King Han?"
In an instant, the two spoke in unison.
Feng Ranhua: "No."
Han Jinyan: "Yes."
Counterfeit goods, shameless now! ! !
Feng Ranhua waved his momentum, and said with a fierce look in his eyes: "What does King Han mean?"
Han Jinyan tensed suddenly, after a little thought there was no flaw, Hua'er was just angry at him for answering.
Then suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, pretending to be calm and humbly ask: "Who are Ji'er and Ling'er?"
But in his heart he was overwhelmed with ecstasy, it turned out that he was really twins.
Feng Ranhua rolled his eyes at him: "You are seriously ill, and you didn't even understand the situation, so you promised indiscriminately."
Elder Gong on the side looked narrow-minded, "I mean, the dyed painting girl said that my father is a heartless man, and when the two of you met, the point of the needle pointed at the wheat, and the sour words knocked out the jealousy in the room."
Wind dyeing painting: "..."
The heartbroken is true.
Overturned a whole house of vinegar for him?
Ah, I pooh!
On the opposite side, Han Jinyan couldn't help lowering his eyes, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
"It turns out that Miss Feng has a son, congratulations to Miss Feng!"
He touched the two jade pendants at his waist with the palm of his hand, and if he gave them out at this time, he would definitely have doubts.
When Feng Ranhua heard him speak, the roots of his teeth itched, and he muttered: "Eat salty radish, don't worry."
Han Jinyan: ...It turns out that the treatment of Cang Xuan and Han Wang is worlds apart. He wished that the time could go back an hour.
He must change his face and reappear in front of Hua'er, can he hold Ji'er and Ling'er now?
Hua'er is also very kind to him.
After another quarter of an hour, Feng Ranhua couldn't hold on, and went straight back to sleep in the carriage.
A flash of light flashed in Han Jinyan's eyes, and he followed, sitting on the seat of the carriage and leaning over.
"Bai Qi, you should rest earlier, there are free vigils, so don't use it for nothing." The wind dyed painting in the carriage thought it was Bai Qi outside, and yawned and muttered.
"Hmm." Han Jinyan snorted softly, his voice difficult to distinguish.
Bai Qi was being restrained by the old man at this time, "I said you are a bastard, you are a concubine, why are you running over to join in the fun?"
"Isn't my sister in love with him, brother Kong?" Bai Qi stared at the old man, and then asked Kong Ling for help.
Kong Ling rubbed his nose, "Brother Bai, I'm sorry, I can't beat Lao Gong."
Several people were chattering and chattering. Seeing the middle of the night, they each found a place to take a nap.
As the night receded, wisps of cold white light poured down from the sky, and unknown birds sang cheerful songs.
Feng Ranhua stretched lazily, snorted lightly, and picked up Ling'er to feed.
The slender figure leaning against the door outside the carriage slowly opened his deep eyes when the wind dyed painting moved slightly, and listened to the movement inside the carriage.
The sound line was like fog, and the "gurgling" sound of the baby swallowing was continuously heard from inside the carriage.
Turn your mind to something.
Suddenly, his face was flushed, and he wanted to avoid it, but he was afraid of disturbing the mother and child in the carriage.
For a long time.
The curtain of the carriage was raised, revealing a disaster-like appearance, as enchanting as jade.
For a moment, the two looked at each other.
Feng Ranhua's brows and eyes were extremely gentle one moment before, fierce and fierce the next moment, and he rushed over with full momentum.
"What the hell are you doing sitting outside the old lady's carriage without making a sound?"
"I'm seriously ill! I'm a woman from a good family, so I don't want to be dragged into trouble by you and cause people to gossip!"
Han Jinyan blinked his bloodshot eyes, adjusted his chaotic inner breath, and said calmly: "I was here last night and just woke up."
There is also a bit of innocence, mixed with resentment.
Kill the dog.
Feng Ranhua felt like a punch on the cotton, making her look like a vexatious shrew.
Soon, Feng Ranhua caught a glimpse of the blush on the tips of the scumbag's ears, and moved his eyes down, and the neck exposed by the round collar of this guy was still red in circles.
She turned her beautiful eyes and moved close to Han Jinyan's eyes, who were no more than the width of a fist.
The breath is a little familiar, hell, a little bit intoxicating.
"Hehe." There was a soul-stirring smile on that enchanting face that turned all sentient beings upside down, "Han Wang, I have grudges with you in the past, and I have grudges in recent days. Be careful, I can't control it alone, and I can't control you. The skin was peeled off."
"So, don't pay attention to me, beauty is poisonous, especially my color."
Beneath that smile was a palpitating chill.
Han Jinyan's heart skipped a few beats and fell silent.
"I……"
There seemed to be a thousand words, but suddenly he didn't know where to start. His status as the king of Han was not the big enemy that Hua'er said.
Especially where did Ji'er and Ling'er in the carriage come from...there is a woman who is willing to be...lost her innocence.
Han Jinyan's eyes were full of dejection, he backed away a few steps dodgingly, and said with a wry smile: "Miss Feng, you're taking the liberty."
Feng Ranhua looked at the leaving figure with a half-smile, his tall and straight figure was a bit bleak, just pretending!
"If it weren't for you to bring dozens of masters, my old lady would put a sack on her, strip her naked and beat her up, and get some interest back." Feng Ranhua snorted coldly.
"Sister, his bodyguard is making breakfast, look." Bai Qi touched over and took out a paper bag.
"What?" Feng Ranhua asked.
"Let the medicine go." Bai Qi said in frustration.
Feng Ranhua's beautiful eyes brightened, took the laxative, took out a bowl and poured Xu Qing's boiled chicken soup on it, and scattered a packet of medicine powder into the bowl when no one was prepared.
"Ha ha."
With a light smile, Feng Ranhua walked towards King Han, who was standing with his hands behind his back, with an extremely arrogant and enchanting figure.
Hear footsteps behind.
Dejected, Han Jinyan turned his head, his cold eyes warmed up, "Hua... Miss Feng."
"No, I respect you as the Lord of Yizhou. This time, I plan to go to the city of Yizhou and give you a bowl of chicken soup that warms your heart and lungs." Feng Ranhua's usual arrogance seemed to be secretly pleased.
Han Jinyan stared at her with a good look, caught the momentary panic in her eyes, he smiled deeply, even if Hua'er brought poison, he would be happy with it.
"Last year, you gave me a recipe for making salt, and I promised that it will take effect forever. Miss Feng is living in Yizhou City this time, and I will send someone to arrange board and lodging."
What the hell, if I knew that my mother was kidnapped by your subordinates and taken to the border... If you lost your innocence, the devil would make salt for you.
"Oh." Feng Ranhua's red mouth curled up, and he answered absent-mindedly, suppressing the hatred.
Han Jinyan raised his lips, took the soup bowl, and drank it.
Feng Ranhua saw that he drank up the chicken soup, took the soup bowl, and ran away like oiling the soles of his feet.
(End of this chapter)
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