A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 28 Fan Qian's Calculation
"Fan Qian..."

In the early morning, the warm morning light sprinkled the earth.

A sharp cry woke up the sleeping people of the Wind Chasing Tribe.

Lang Mo didn't sleep much, and Jiang Qing, who was staring obsessively at her chest, was awakened by the scream.

It was cool in the morning, seeing Jiang Qing afraid of the cold, Lang Mo frowned unhappily, took the animal skin and carefully covered her body.

Soft gaze, like the most precious item.

"Hooho..."

Immediately afterwards, beast roars sounded one after another in the tribe.Lang Mo was startled, this was a warning, did something happen to the tribe last night?

"Hmm! It's so noisy!"

Jiang Qing muttered, being pestered by Lang Mo for almost the whole night last night, she finally fell asleep at dawn.

"It's okay, you can continue to sleep." Lang Mo lowered his head and kissed Jiang Qing's forehead.

Jiang Qing shook her head, opened her sour eyes, and asked, "Forget it, something may have happened in the tribe..."

She is not an idiot, the roar of the beast must indicate that something has happened.It was no wonder he could sleep well, yawned, rubbed his sore waist, and gave Lang Mo a glare.

"The waist hurts?" Lang Mo turned his head unnaturally, there was no way, who made Jiang Qing taste so good, he still wanted to eat it, and accidentally overdid it.

"What do you think?" Jiang Qing rolled her eyes, not to mention doing things, even walking would be inconvenient.Speaking of which, this body is still a bit weak, maybe even Sora's half-grown child is more useful than her.

"Let's go!" He stretched out his hand and rubbed Jiang Qing's waist.Lang Mo hurried back to the tribe with Jiang Qing in his arms, and the tribe had already exploded.

"Lance."

Putting Jiang Qing down carefully, Lang Mo called Lance to ask what happened.

Lance yawned, shook his head, pointed at Mocha, and motioned for Langmo to ask Mocha.He was busy with his own happiness last night, and he spent a lot of trouble all night.It was only in the morning that he was awakened by the roar of the beast, and he didn't know what happened.

However, depending on the situation, I knew it should have something to do with Fan Qian.

No one saw Fan Qian during the half year festival last night, many people were very disappointed.

"An accident happened to Fan Qian!" Mocha's simple and honest face flashed a smirk, he really didn't like Fan Qian, he was arrogant and arrogant, Mocha liked the kind of gentle, Fan Qian was not his type.

"Oh?"

As soon as he heard that it was about Fan Qian, Lang Mo's enthusiasm was instantly extinguished. It would be strange if Fan Qian didn't cause trouble in the tribe someday.But, what's wrong this time, the beast roared?
"Patriarch, please make the decision for Fanqian!" Ya cried with red eyes, and when she saw Lang Mo's figure, she quickly walked up, pulled Lang Mo and ran forward.

"Galen, what do you think?" Seeing Ya's mournful expression, Lang Mo looked at Jia Lun who was supporting Ya.Ya has a gentle temperament, and this is the first time she has lost control like this.

Galen gritted his teeth and said, "Fan Qian was ruined by that bastard Ming!"

"Ming?" Lang Mo was puzzled, looked at Mocha, and asked, "Ming hasn't left the tribe yet, what's going on?"

Mocha shook his head.

"This morning, the patrolling tree found Fan Qian in the Nether Cave." Mocha shrugged. Speaking of which, some people said yesterday afternoon that they didn't see Fan Qian, but at that time, no one took it to heart.

With that said, a group of people marched to Ming's cave.The cave of Ming is remote and dark. Lang Mo carefully supported Jiang Qing, followed behind Jia Lunya, and walked towards Ming's cave step by step.

"Be careful!" Seeing Jiang Qing stumbling along the way, Lang Mo wanted to hug Jiang Qing several times, but there were too many people, Jiang Qing felt embarrassed and refused.

"It's okay." Jiang Qing resisted the urge to curse, woo... her waist is so sore and painful, I really want to sleep.

"My poor Fanqian..." Ya walked to the entrance of the cave, saw the miserable Fanqian on the stone bed in the cave, wailed and rushed over.

Galen's hand was hanging by his leg, and his veins were bulging.His daughter is proud and confident. This is the first time he has seen such a lifeless Fanqian.

The rough face instantly became distorted and hideous.

"Roar--"

The violent roar instantly spread throughout the entire tribal valley.

"Galen, calm down!" Lang Mo frowned, obviously he didn't expect Ming to be so ruthless, to attack the female directly.

"Calm down, how do you tell me to be calm?" Galen stared at Lang Mo with his red eyes. Lang Mo was his most satisfactory son-in-law candidate. He had been working hard to match him and Fan Qian all these years.

If Lang Mo could stay by Fan Qian's side yesterday, Fan Qian would not have encountered this kind of thing. In the final analysis, the root of everything is Lang Mo. If he and Fan Qian were together, this matter would not have happened today.

"Garlen, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that Galen went crazy, Mocha and others trapped Galen one after another.Although what happened to Fan Qian was very regrettable, it had nothing to do with Lang Mo, and even if he wanted to blame it, he could only blame Ming Ming for his insanity.

"Mother of the Beast, is Mo here?" Fan Qian pushed Ya away, fixed her gaze on Lang Mo, and quickly rushed over, "Mo, why are you here now..."

"Let go!" Lang Mo frowned, pushing Fan Qian away unswervingly.

"No, I don't want it." Fan Qian cried and quarreled, not letting go.It made Lang Mo very angry, but Ya and Jia Lun stood aside, letting Lang Mo appease Fan Qian.

"Jiang Qing, are you okay!" Mocha carefully supported Jiang Qing. Fan Qian rushed over just now and gave Jiang Qing a hard push. If it wasn't for Mocha's sharp eyesight and quick hands, Jiang Qing might have fallen hard.

"It's okay." Jiang Qing shook her head, frowned, and looked at Fan Qian who flung herself into Lang Mo's arms majestically.Because of the angle, she didn't miss the hatred in Fanqian's eyes.

hatred?
Who do you hate?

Scanning the traces on Fan Qian's body, Jiang Qing couldn't bear it, she was so ruthless!
"In the tribe, has anyone seen Ming's trace?" Lang Mo said coldly, he had no choice but to let Fan Qian put his arms around his waist.

Ya is a tribal doctor, and Galen has contributed a lot to the tribe.Now, when Fan Qian encounters such a thing, he can't be too heartless.

"Mocha, send Jiang Qing back first." Lang Mo had no choice but to ask Mocha to send Jiang Qing back to the cave first.She did too much last night, and with Jiang Qing's body, she might feel very uncomfortable now.

Seeing that the atmosphere was too tense, Jiang Qing didn't refuse, and glanced at Ya's apologetic eyes, Jiang Qing only thought it was funny.

Nodding, let Mocha take him away.

"Jiang Qing, be careful with Fanqian." Mocha was silent, and couldn't help reminding her.

Fan Qian is not a person who knows how to give up, once she decides on something, she must get it.From childhood to adulthood, the only one who failed to get her was probably the patriarch—Lang Mo.

Jiang Qing was puzzled and looked at Mocha in confusion.

Suddenly, I found that Mocha, a rough guy, was bold and careful, and he didn't seem to be as stupid as he appeared on the surface.Even Lang Mo didn't notice it, but Mocha was the first to notice it.

"Galen, I always wanted the patriarch to marry Fan Qian, but the patriarch didn't have this idea. From Fan Qian's point of view, the patriarch belongs to her confinement. Your appearance made Fan Qian feel the crisis, and what happened last night ..." Mocha spoke very slowly, although Galen's mind was hidden deeply, Mocha could still feel it.

Listening to Mocha's words, Jiang Qing felt like winter for some reason.

(End of this chapter)