Reborn Empress Loves Farming

Guo Hanyu watched him walk in the crowd with his hands down. His face was not excited. Only when he passed by the rouge powder shop, he would stop and carefully choose Rouge for his wife. It just seemed that he was not very satisfied, and his frown Never loosened.

I don't know why, there are so many beautiful things outside, her eyes just can't move away from him.

Guo Hanyu is more and more curious. What kind of woman is she who is regarded as a treasure by him? I just don't know why his wife didn't come with him?

Guo Hanyu just thought so, then heard his slightly surprised voice on the edge of the Wei River: "daughter in law?"

She trembled at the bottom of her heart and looked intently. She saw the woman squatting by the river and suddenly looked back.

Her hands are like catkins, her skin is like cream, her collar is like a white man, her teeth are like gourds, her head is like a moth's eyebrow, her smile is beautiful and her eyes are looking forward to it. Guo Ruyu boasts that she is as beautiful as a flower, but she suddenly feels ashamed in front of her.

Is this his wife? Guo Hanyu holds her handkerchief and hides in the woods. She looks at them holding each other, watching them stroll along the riverbank, watching him holding her face and kissing her gently.

The tenderness in his eyes and eyebrows dazzles the moonlight and makes Guo Hanyu look at them with some loss. Is this his wife? It looks like it really matches him.

Guo Hanyu didn't feel envious. She only felt envious deeply. When she got home, she lay in a daze for a long time. When she came back to her mind, she found that her face was cold. She put her hand on her face and found that her tears were wet.

No one knows that she is still a master at making rouge. In the past, when she was waiting for her daughter to write, she used to make Rouge with her hands. But later, when she married someone and lived a hard life, she gradually lost her mind in this aspect.

But later, her husband died early and her only son died young. Everyone in the village said that she was kefukezixiang, which made it difficult for her to walk in the village. Later, she broke the jar and knew that men were greedy for her beauty, so she let it develop completely.

She knows how ugly other people's words are, but she doesn't care. Life is just a few decades. What's wrong with having fun in time? She is alone and doesn't care about the gossip for a long time.

Just how many times in the middle of the night, no matter whether there is a man lying beside her, she feels empty and tired. It seems that she can hear the sound of the cold wind whistling. When you think about it, she is now smiling charming. She can't remember what the smiling lady Guo was like.

Guo Hanyu goes to bed barefoot, sits in front of the dresser, opens the drawer, has not touched the spice for a long time, hoped own craft has not been unfamiliar.

Let her personally make a rouge for Mrs. Jiang. It's the heart beating in memory of her.

Then, she also wants to live the life of Enron freehand brushwork.

A few months later, something happened in Weishui village. The beautiful widow Guo suddenly disappeared from the village. Someone once saw her walking alone in a carriage with a bundle in her arms and in the morning light. She didn't know where to go.

Feng Yin was sleeping in Xie Xi's room with her head propped up. When she woke up, it was already daylight.

He stood up and moved his stiff and numb muscles for a while. Then he heard a light call from the bed: "Fengyin childe?"

Xie Xi didn't know when he had woken up. He was staring at the top of the bed with his eyes open. He didn't turn his sour and painful eyes until he heard the sound of the table and chair.

Feng Yin took his hand, called his pulse, and said: "you need to get rid of distractions now, so that you can have a good rest. It's not good for you to think too much."

"I see. Thank you, young master Feng." Xie Xi weakly smile, "that dare to ask Feng childe, my this body, when can get out of bed to walk?"

"Less January, more March." Feng drinks light way.

"January?" Xie Xi Zheng Zheng way, "that I must take good care of the body."

Fengyin stood by the railing and thought about things quietly. Now Xie Rongrong is in Baima temple, so close to him that if he wants to, he can see her and the person he is longing for.

He wants to see her and see if she is well now, whether she is fat or thin, and whether she has been bullied in the palace In addition, he also reminded her that the emperor was not a good person worthy of being entrusted for life. He told her to be careful and wait for him to save her if necessary.

It's just He is hesitating, Xie Rongrong's heartless words still in the ear, as if yesterday, she really want to see him?

Feng Yin stood outside until the sun rose, but she didn't make up her mind.

"Young master Feng." As soon as Shi Xin'er went upstairs, he saw Feng Yin and said hello with a smile.

Feng Yin nodded to him faintly.

Shi Xin'er and Feng Yin have been together for several days. Knowing his coldness, he doesn't care about it. He looks around and doesn't see Xie Lan'er. He guesses that she should still be in the room, so he goes to find her.

Shi Xin'er stands in front of Xie Lan'er's room, clears his throat, and then raises his hand to knock on the door. Unexpectedly, after knocking for a long time, there is no movement in the room. He can't help frowning. Isn't Lan'er in the room? Where is she, the kitchen, the yard, or Xidi's room?Shi Xin'er put his hand on the door with a little effort, but the door was pushed open with a squeak.

Is the door open?

The stone heart son raised foot to walk in, lightly called a: "Lan Er, are you inside?"

He stood at the table and looked around. There was no one in the room. Shi Xin'er couldn't help laughing: "this girl thought she was at home. She didn't even bolt the door when she went out, and she was not afraid of being stolen."

Shi Xin'er turns around and wants to go out. He suddenly sees a piece of paper spread out on the table. He can't help but reach out and take it up. He can't help staring at it. He runs out in a hurry. He grabs Feng Yin and roars: "do you know how long Lan'er has been out?"

Feng drink some unclear, so he broke away from the stone heart of the system, said: "Xie Lan'er is not in the room?"

"She's not here. She left a letter saying that she went to her sister. She didn't know anything, so she went to her sister..." Shi Xin'er was a bit unscrupulous. He touched his face and said, "no, I can't let her go. Maybe it's too late now. I'll go to find her! I have to go and save her

Then he rushed down the building like the wind and rode all the way to the White Horse Temple.

The letter was crumpled into a ball by Shi Xin'er and thrown at the foot of Feng Yin.

Feng Yin squats down, unfolds the letter, glances at it at will, and then throws it down. His eyes suddenly become deep. He takes a look at Xie Xi's room, thinks about it, throws down the paper ball, and then turns around and goes out.

After a while, another horse ran out of the inn. Looking at the direction, it also went all the way to the White Horse Temple.

The waiter, who was cleaning the table, gave a strange look in that direction, then shook his head and said, "these people are really strange."

Baima temple is a royal temple. Although it usually receives people who burn incense and worship Buddha in the city, since Princess Xie's visit, the imperial army has surrounded Baima temple, and no one is allowed to enter.

Xie Laner tied his horse to the downtown, climbed to the outside of Baima temple on foot, hid behind a big tree, carefully looked at the royal guards around him, bit his lip, and didn't know what to do.

She can't go to see her sister openly. She is now the family members of the dead criminals in Dali temple. Once she appears openly, I don't know how big a storm will be.

Xie Lan'er's fingers are unconsciously pulling her hair and her brows are locked. How can she see her sister?

She can't show up, and it's impossible to break through, but if she comes back in vain, she's more or less unwilling.

Xie Lan'er stood behind the tree for a while, and her legs were numb. She beat her legs. Seeing that it was impossible to wait like this, she walked carefully into the lush forest and walked slowly around the periphery of Baima temple, thinking as she walked.

Maybe he was too preoccupied to see a slope in the grass in front of him. The dew had not been completely dried in the morning, and there was still a sense of wetness. Xie Lan'er stepped on it, but half of it didn't step firmly. As soon as the soles of his feet slipped, he fell down involuntarily -

"ah!" Xie Lan'er can't help screaming. She rolls down the slope and rolls in the grass. Her hair and clothes are full of grass debris. Xie Lan'er is stunned. She raises her head and shakes her head. Then she feels dizzy.

She sat up with her body and felt a burning pain on her back. Xie Lan'er could not help groaning. Where she had just fallen, there were several pieces of gravel on the ground, and her back was just burned on it. Now it is particularly painful.

Xie Lan'er, with her hands on the ground, staggered up. She felt as if the bones were about to fall apart. She could not help moving her muscles and bones for a while. She just felt the "creak creak" inside.

She snorted. At this time, she suddenly heard a faint voice not far away. Xie Lan'er was stunned for a moment. Then she quickly squatted down and covered her mouth with her hand. She didn't dare to make any noise.

Isn't it the royal guards? After all, if found, take her as a person with bad intentions and send her to the five cities army and horse division, then everything will be exposed!

Xie Lan'er lowered her head and her heart was pounding. She kept praying in her heart: don't come, don't come, don't be found

Who knows that the voice is getting closer and closer, Xie Lan'er nervously closed her eyes, and the voice of those conversations gradually spread to her ears:

"elder martial brother, how long has your imperial concubine Shi lived in the temple? Now, surrounded by generals and soldiers, the brothers in the temple are uncomfortable."

"Younger martial brother, do your own business well. Don't try to figure out those worldly affairs. Just listen to the abbot. Let's go. We haven't done what the abbot told us yet?"