Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 709 Demon girl Qiannong. 16
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

He sat beside Qian Nong, looked at Xie Lingke helplessly, and asked kindly and innocently.

Xie Lingke held his head in shock, looked at Xiaoran in horror and shouted anxiously: "Junior brother, come here quickly, don't get close to that demon girl."

"Sorceress?" Xiao Ranchen tilted his head, looked at Xie Lingke puzzledly, and seriously defended his mother: "Brother, my mother is not a witch, she is fine."

Qian Nong was looking at Xie Lingke with a smile.

Hearing what he said, he frowned slightly, feeling a burst of warmth in his heart.

"Junior Brother, you were deceived by her."

Xie Lingke felt that the younger brother must have been confused by Qian Nong, so he glared at Qian Nong angrily and said, "You witch, how could you confuse my junior brother?"

"Senior brother, don't say that my mother is a witch."

Xiao Ranchen clenched his fists and told Xie Lingke very firmly that his mother was not a witch, and his little brows were frowned. Seeing that if Xie Lingke said that his mother was a witch, he would turn against him.

Xie Lingke blushed, and immediately understood his current situation.

He is an outsider, he is from a strong family, and he is Xiao Ranchen's mother.

This time Xie Lingke stopped talking, and sat in the corner looking at Qian Nong vigilantly, and asked her, "Demon girl, why did you arrest me?"

Qian Nong squinted his eyes and smiled at him, and said a word very charmingly: "I'll take you back and practice beauty pictures with me."

Of course Xie Lingke knew what the beauty picture meant, his face turned pale in an instant, looking at Qian Nong with resentment.

But Qian Nong ignored him.

Close your eyes and doze off.

It was quiet in the carriage, and everyone had their own concerns.

Sitting beside Qian Nong, Xiao Long Bao felt very happy looking at her, but he really didn't know what the beauty picture that mother said was, why did he ask his senior brother to practice with her?

And Xie Lingke is now full of fear.

The 17-year-old boy is born white and tender, and his green age is suitable for Qian Nong's cultivation of beauty pictures.

He thought tremblingly, feeling more and more frightened.

At this time, Qian Nong was thinking about things far away in Mobei, wondering what kind of person would that man who Lian Sheng said heinously be heinous?

Over the years, King Qin Yeji has pacified more than a dozen nomadic tribes on the northern edge of Mobei with iron and blood methods, and has continuously strengthened his power.

Now it has been fighting the Three Kingdoms for nearly four years, and the Qin Dynasty has gradually gained the upper hand.

Three years ago, King Qin's [-] ghost army bravely defeated the new emperor Ye Lian's [-] Imperial Forest Army, so that in the third year of the Northern Jin Dynasty, he did not dare to offend the Qin Dynasty again.

Over the years, the Qin Dynasty allowed the people to recuperate while fighting the war, and the country became even more prosperous and powerful.

It was just rumored that King Qin Ye Ji was a very cruel person, with cruel means, he mercilessly killed the defeated soldiers and generals of the enemy country one by one.

In the Northern Jin Dynasty, [-] Yulin troops were taken captive.

That year, King Qin Yeji ordered that [-] Imperial Forest soldiers be buried alive on the outskirts north of Shura City.

The world was shocked, and from then on, the Northern Jin Dynasty's fear of King Qin became even more profound.

Qian Nong thought, such a man with such vicious style is probably not a good person.

Killing him may also be eliminating harm for the people.

Thinking of this, she fell asleep, the carriage bumped and bumped, and she didn't know where she was.

Far away in Shura City in Mobei, the lights of the royal palace gradually dimmed, but the Qingcheng Hall in the depths of the palace was brightly lit.

Qin Wang Yeji sat cross-legged on the warm couch, a round little bun was playing in the hall with his short legs.

Laughter is as clear as a silver bell.

(End of this chapter)