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

Chapter 77

"Miss, can you ask the master clearly? What happened to Madam and the Hai family?" Qing Ling remembered the business.

Feng Ranhua picked up the clothes slowly, and said lightly: "I met an enemy today, I missed the time, and I didn't see him."

"The enemy? Who is it?" Qing Ling turned her head and asked.

"Ignore him for the time being, Qing Ling, you said that Cang Xuan has been away for more than three months, and no one has sent a letter, what does he mean?"

Feng Ranhua hugged the clean clothes, found a chair and sat down, rested her chin and stared at the dancing leaves outside the window, murmured.

Another gust of wind blows.

Xia Feng plucked the leaves, and the leaves crashed into Xia Feng's arms, spinning in mid-air.

The lady misses Mr. Cang?What happened to Mr. Cang, there is no news at all.

Qingling's small face was filled with indignation. Seeing the young lady's look of melancholy, she calmed down and said in relief:

"Perhaps Mr. Cang's family has urgent matters, perhaps he has sent a letter and is on his way?"

"Obviously the two people have different appearances. I just thought many times that King Han and Cangxuan are the same person." Feng Ranhua laughed at himself leisurely, "Do you think I am in a daze?"

And he was teased up and down.

"Miss, don't talk about you, I once saw King Han in the courtyard at night, and thought it was Mr. Cang who had returned." Qing Ling also had this doubt in his mind.

"Didn't Mr. Cang say that he and King Han are cousins? It's very possible that the two look alike."

Feng Ranhua said "hmm" and went to the bathroom.

Originally planned to avoid Fengranhua in Yier Er, but received the news that Han Jinyan was leaving.

Feng Ranhua walked out of the inner room, Han Jinyan stared at a peach tree next to the well in the yard, and when he heard footsteps, he spoke:

"Hua'er, look at the juicy peach trees in the yard. Under careful care, they bloom in January, bear fruit in February, grow in March, and mature in April. It takes only more than 100 days."

Fengranhua raised his eyebrows, why is this scumbag so dumb?
Han Jin turned around and walked slowly towards Fengranhua.

"Hua'er, the current situation is changing, and now Donghu has dispatched another [-] troops with the intention of conquering the land of Yan. It is close to the city of Yandu and Sizhou, and it is already red-hot. The battle is urgent, and I am afraid that I will not be able to do it.

Can you take Ji'er and Ling'er to Yizhou? "

Feng Ranhua blinked her beautiful eyes, this scumbag made such a big circle, trying to protect her and a pair of children under his wings.

She smiled, and her lazy voice sounded leisurely:
"Cherishing King Han's blue eyes, my posture of willows and pussies is difficult to be elegant, not to mention your Han Palace, where you come and go are the homes of powerful people. From now on, why should my son and Ling'er survive in the world and live in your Han Palace?"

Han Jinyan sighed helplessly, coaxing softly:
"Don't worry, you will follow me back to Yizhou at this moment. I will immediately open the ancestral hall and remember Ji'er as the eldest son and Ling'er as the eldest daughter. Ji'er will be the rightful son of the Han Palace and will remain unchanged in this life."

At this moment, Feng Ranhua was stunned, and unconsciously caressed Han Jinyan's sharp-edged, sculpture-like forehead.

She raised her head slowly, and her jade-like fingertips jumped from the side of her forehead to the back of Han Wang's head, approaching little by little, magnifying Han Wang's handsome face, deep and quiet, restrained into a mystery, flowing with breathtaking of brilliance.

Han Jinyan swallowed his saliva, and the breath around his body slowly became warm.

As long as he leans forward slightly, he can grasp the slightly pouty red lips, the lips are shallow and moist, and the fragrance from his nose blows over his skin, bringing a numb sensation...

Fengranhua was testing, and sure enough, she approached Han Scumbag, and there was a "boom" in her head, and the apex of her heart kept beating wildly.

Suddenly, she smiled enchantingly:
"If you don't have all these right and wrong, you are a good partner. A beautiful woman's skin is very suitable for me, and the value of force is comparable to mine, which is very suitable for me. It is very suitable for me to be generous and not worry about money."

The air is dense.

Han Jinyan's lips curled slightly, thinking of Hua'er's bold words when he was in the cliff cave, "More money than me! Better than me! Better looking than me!"

"Hey, this man in front of me has a weak blood relationship with Ji'er and Ling'er." The little Poshu who had just woken up poked out an empty head.

"Weak" bloodline?
Straightforwardly, Feng Ranhua's eyes sharpened, he stepped back a meter away, and asked very soberly: "Han Jinyan, how many sons are there in the Han family in your generation?"

There are also sharp knives, like the twelfth lunar month in winter.

Bang, a basin of ice water poured the fiery Han Jinyan into a cool heart, and the ripples in his eyes disappeared.

Hua'er...why is this pair of disgusted eyes looking at him like a snake and a scorpion again.

Han Jinyan replied with difficulty: "Huaer? You..."

"Han Jinyan, you just need to tell me, how many sons are there in your Han family?" Feng Ranhua asked repeatedly with cold eyes.

Could it be that Hua'er's hostility towards Han Wangfu came from Tangzhi's veins since the first meeting?

Han Jinyan said without hesitation:
"I am the only one in the direct branch. There are two other branches in the Tang branch. There are three men from my same generation. One is older than me, and the other is a few years younger than me."

"King Han, please go back, you and I will let go of this selfishly. There will be no future." Feng Ranhua drove away the guests in a cold voice.

Han Jinyan: "..."

Hua'er has a righteous mind and a firm will, so it's not easy to argue with her at this time.

"Donghu dispatched [-] troops, and I have to go back to the border immediately. Before I leave, do I want to hug Jier and Linger?" Han Jinyan looked sad and begged.

Feng Ranhua blurted out and wanted to refuse, but... the Donghu invaded, and the casualties were ordinary people, and Yizhou still needed him as a township.

"it is good!"

inner room.

A cloud of light outside the window reflected on the tall man, I saw him carefully holding Ji'er in one hand and Ling'er in the other, sticking them to his chest, staring down, standing silently in fear.

The soft silence is as beautiful as a timeless ink painting.

Feng Ranhua tilted his head, if he was not the father of the children at this moment, no one would believe him.

On the front she had never seen, Han Jinyan hugged her son and daughter tightly, her eyes were moist.

After a long time, he gently put down Ji'er and Ling'er, turned around and looked at Feng Ranhua, which was clear and gentle, full of tenderness:
"It's steady and lively, very good."

Before leaving, Han Jinyan clasped his fists and hooked his back in a serious manner, and bowed to Feng Ranhua.

"Thank you, Huaer!"

The slender figure walking away, with a straight posture and a bitter smile on his lips, got on his horse and headed straight for the city gate.

There are dozens of soldiers waiting for him outside the city gate.

Qin Qiaoqiao probably knew that Han Jinyan was gone, he walked ahead, she came behind, and sneaked into the main hall with his back hooked.

She was afraid that the shadow guards left behind in the next yard would recognize her.

Hehe, if Brother Yan knew that she came to trouble Sister Feng a few days ago, he would peel her skin carefully.

"I've never seen brother Yan like this, with a lonely and sad look." Qin Qiaoqiao stuffed a piece of sweet cake and said seriously.

Delicate little cheeks, pouting like a cute mouse.

(End of this chapter)