Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

Xiaocao is dedicated to Yongan. She also asks the emperor to do justice to Xiaocao. In this way, Xiaocao is a demon. I really hope that there will be more such demons to help us in Yongan! "

"You are presumptuous Huang Fuyue did not expect that Yong'an would say such a thing in front of her face. Her face became extremely ugly and she stared at her ingenuity: "do you know what you're talking about? How dare you question the emperor? You're not going to die! "

"Emperor! If the emperor can't distinguish right from wrong, and can't see whether he is loyal or not, then I really doubt whether the King we have been following is a virtuous monarch, and whether he is worthy of these people's blood! "

The ingenuity is sonorous. I really don't want to leave any feelings!

But now Huangfu Yue really can't do anything about his ingenuity.

Can only gnash teeth helplessly said: "enough! Presumptuous, you go back to your Zhaoyang palace and stay well! "

"I'll leave you!"

After a salute, he stood up and turned around.

Just go back. What's the big deal?

Du Cao has done so much for Yong'an. Why do you say Du Cao is a disaster?

Is it because this time Du Cao is not there, so all kinds of Du Cao before disappeared?

Think of these, ingenuity feel cold, if Du grass know, don't know how to heart!

"Uncle Zhao, you see, this duckweed has no other skills, but the ability to charm people's hearts is very good. I just said a word, and the princess rushed out like crazy. How? Can't I tell you? "

Huangfuyue is also aggrieved. What she said just now is a little too much, but it's also not intentional. Why should she be so serious?

Looking at huangfuyue's wronged appearance, Zhao Chumu was disappointed.

Arched his hand and said faintly: "the emperor is the king of a country. Everything should be said, but it's because the emperor's identity is precious, and a word can determine a person's life and death. So you should be careful. There are still some things in the minister's family. Let's leave first!"

Although Zhao Chumu doesn't know what's wrong with Ji Shumo, he knows that Ji is not an irresponsible person. It must be something serious if he leaves suddenly. Therefore, Zhao Chumu must find out what's wrong with him!

Seeing that Zhao Chumu turned around and left, huangfuyue was a little anxious: "Uncle Zhao!"

It's over. I accidentally said something wrong just now. Now that I've lost so many people's hearts, what can I do now?

At this critical moment, isn't it fatal?

Zhao Chumu thought about it from left to right. He remembered that it was after the seventh grandfather went to the prime minister's house that day, something was wrong with the prime minister's house. Therefore, the seventh grandfather must know what happened.

Looking at Zhao Chumu's breathless appearance, the seventh grandfather had some helplessness: "I said, General Zhao, you are so old. What can't you say slowly? What's the rush? "

Of course, we can't speak slowly. How can we not be in a hurry? Now it's going to be on fire!

"What happened to them? How could it suddenly become what it is now? " Zhao Chumu took the seventh grandfather's hand for fear that he would not tell him the truth.

Looking at Zhao Chumu this anxious appearance, seven grandfather is also a burst of helplessness, said the thing once and for all: "at most is a year, after a year, the soul of small ink, completely no more."

"How could that be? Why is that so? " Zhao Chumu never thought that the root of the middle and lower class's disaster many years ago was still there, still affecting them.

If Du Cao really died like this, Ji Shumo would hate huangfuyue all his life, not to mention being an official in the court. I'm afraid it's hard to meet him.

This God is really good at playing tricks on people!

Thinking of this, Zhao Chumu also sighed helplessly, and then said in a low voice: "seventh uncle, do you think these are all lives? What should we do now? What else can we do? "

"Everything is life. I can't help people. The people who should go can't stay. It's just pity for Xiaomo. I've had such a person as Xiaocao. I can't put other people in my eyes in my life."

Seven grandfather think of Ji Lyric ink muddled that five years, heart like a knife.

Unfortunately, he's just a doctor, not a fairy, and can't save ducao.

When duckweed woke up, it was the next morning. As soon as she opened her eyes, she felt that everything in front of her was familiar and strange. She sat up and looked at the quilt on her body. Her eyes were a little sour.This is the yard before they went to ningzhou city. This is the yard where she and cypress grew up. Even the bedding was made of fur when cypress went up to hunt.

Think of these, Du grass's nose a little sour, she even returned here, at this critical moment.

"Little mo! Little mo Du Cao opens the quilt and goes out to look for it. He sees Ji xumo standing in the middle of the yard, with a long gun used by cypress trees in his hand, playing with a set of shooting techniques.

It's not a valuable spear, it's just a simple spear made of wood, but cypress has developed a good martial arts with such a simple weapon and become a general.

If he didn't come back, he might be a good general, and he wouldn't have been killed again?

Think of here, Du Cao's heart is more not taste, take a deep breath, looking at Ji Lyric ink, some don't understand: "when did we come back?"

"Just last night, were you hungry? I made you your favorite eight treasures porridge in the kitchen Ji Shumo put down his long gun and looked at Du Cao with a smile.

Du Cao nodded and sat there, eating eight treasure porridge.

"After eating porridge, we'll go up the mountain and bury the bones of cypress trees." Du Cao finished a bowl of porridge, no longer eat, so seriously looking at Ji Lyric ink.

Ji Shumo knew that cypress was the knot of Du Cao's heart now. He gently laughed and then said in a low voice, "OK, let's go together."

"I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't know if she knows my master. She said she wanted to avenge her, but she didn't kill sun Guixiang."

Duckweed smile, back to this place, as if back to many years ago, think of them at that time, duckweed's mouth, up gently.

Looking at the lovely appearance of Du Cao, Ji Shumo also smiles gently: "little cute likes you so much, and will forgive you."

"At that time, you didn't like cute all the time, and you always bullied her. She must hate you very much!" Du Cao looked at Ji Lyric ink and blinked playfully, but he dropped a drop of tears.