Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 567
Hua Qian sighed, she didn't have a long memory, and ran to the cheating mother and son to take refuge.

It was already here, so he had no choice but to bow towards Leng Xia again, covering his face with one hand and rubbing his buttocks with the other: "Don't slap your face, don't slap your face!"

"Don't beat the face?" A certain man grinned grinningly, his eyes were on fire: "Who are you going to see if you don't beat the face?"

The sissy who is not afraid of death immediately answered: "Mo Xuan."

After receiving it, I was dumbfounded, you bastard.

Leng Xia tilted her head and thought for a while. The people from Chang'an should have arrived long ago, but they have been delayed for so long. If it was Mo Xuan, it would have passed. I guess that person is also doing psychological construction along the way, trying to find a way to hide from the flowers. girl.

When he came, she could pack up with Zhan Beilie and go back to Daqin.

They had been staying here before because South Korea had to be in charge. If Mo Xuan was here, they would go back to Chang'an. No matter what Dongfang Run wanted to do, just see what they did and prepare for the battle.

The first to bear the brunt is the training on naval warfare.

Tuoba Rong was so angry that he picked up Huaqian's collar, turned it upside down and shook it vigorously, until all his pearls and hairpins became gauze curtains, hanging randomly on the top of his head, and fell out of the skirt. The things piled up all over the floor.

Leng Xia poked her neck out and looked over curiously.

Small silver bills, small ingots, small copper coins, small jasper beads, everything of value is stuffed into the skirt of the clothes, needless to say, ready to curry favor with a man who has an eye for money.

Say Mo Xuan, Mo Xuan arrives.

Early the next morning, Leng Xia was lying in the imperial garden basking in the sun.

Zhan Beilie was peeling apples with a dark face. He had just finished his routine daily pursuit. In the end, in the eyes of his daughter's big watery eyes, he was defeated by the idiot, who let the idiot tuck the little ballad into his jacket , there was an unspeakable pride in his slow posture.

In the eyes of a certain man, the slightly curved corners of her lips were almost undetectable, and she smiled like an evil cat stealing fish.

This may be called one thing lowering one thing. A person with a deep city may also fall into the hands of an idiot who does not play cards according to common sense. A dumbfounded innocent expression.

hatred!
Big hate!

The knife made a "creaking" sound as it cut the apple skin, and a certain man cut it with murderous intent, fantasizing about peeling the idiot's skin layer by layer.

In this weird atmosphere, Mo Xuan arrived.

As the dazzling golden light pierced over, Leng Xia and Zhan Beilie squinted their eyes at the same time, the Great Qin God of Wealth was embroidered with gold threads all over his white clothes, and there was a small golden abacus pinned to his waist, clanging loudly to the near.

Glancing furtively around, after confirming that a certain sissy was not in the palace, he grasped Leng Xia's hand, with tears in his eyes and trembling lips.

"It's a good deal!"

"My dear!"

With a vicious kick, Zhan Beilie split the apple into two halves with a "click", feeling a little relieved at last.

Glaring: "Let go of me!"

Zhan Beilie's foot passed on the grievance of not being able to snatch a daughter these days, needless to say with that strength, Mo Xuan accepted it willingly, with a cheap and comfortable look on his face, keeping his eyes on her. Leng Xia looked at her as if I saw small ingots of gold and silver, and I almost knelt down and bowed and shouted: "Long live the queen!"

Leng Xia rolled her eyes and let him crackle and make small calculations, her fingers were as nimble as flying.

The more you look into the eyes, the more golden light shines, and there are little stars. Mo Xuan murmured: "My son is counting along the way. How much gold did you give? A box weighs a hundred catties. I'm trembling with the carloads! It's a pity that the fox guards against me like a thief, and refuses to touch me. It's too cheap, too cheap, and when there is no money in the treasury, it can squeeze me hard. When I got money, I kicked my son to South Korea, and I didn't even have time to touch the gold..."

Leng Xia thought for a while, she really didn't calculate how many there were at the beginning, she was in a hurry to divide the treasure into two, sent half of Xiwei's treasury, and handed over the rest directly to Kong Yun, who was responsible for escorting For Daqin, just a rough thought, probably...

"There should be hundreds of millions of taels of gold." She said calmly.

boom!
Mo Xuan's noble little knee finally bent under the gold, knelt down and shouted: "On behalf of Daqin, I thank the queen's eight generations of ancestors!"

Leng Xia kicked him up speechlessly, and clearly saw countless large characters flying out of his eyes: It's a good deal!
"Uncle Mo Xuan." Beside Zhan Shiqi called out obediently.

Mo Xuan hugged him in his arms, looked up and down, and sighed: "Our little Shiqi is so handsome again!"

At this moment, anyone who has anything to do with Leng Xia is as close to Xiao Yuanbao in his eyes. When he greeted the treasure in Fucheng, the enthusiasm of asking for warmth and caring almost scared Kong Yun Fleeing.

Finally, after praising the kindness and kindness of the people who killed the sky, the wit and bravery of the three idiots in the wind, lightning and thunder, the tall and mighty little black tiger lying on one side, and the magnificent grandeur of the ruined palace in South Korea, a certain lost The man in Qian's eyes finally remembered that Leng Xia gave birth some time ago, so he asked very enthusiastically, "Where is our little princess?"

Which pot does not open which pot.

Zhan Beilie gently stuffed a standard small apple into Leng Xia's mouth, and gave him a hard look.

Mo Xuan finally realized the strangeness of his friend, he asked cautiously: "What's wrong?"

Adhering to the spirit of lowering taste by talking to him, Zhan Beilie directly ignored him, grabbed another big apple and then peeled it murderously, and the cold air whizzed out.

"This one……"

Leng Xia chewed the apple with a smile, how should I put it, that is, he wanted to be a baby daddy but his daughter wouldn't let him do it, so he was very shrewd enough to rely on an idiot, but of course she wouldn't say such a shameful thing, so She blushed and said nonsense without panting: "Well, he is upset about Dongfang Run!"

Mo Xuan nodded without the slightest doubt.

(End of this chapter)