Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 397 The Merry Son ([-])

The rustling snowflakes fluttered one after another, and Qin Tinghan's long figure standing in front of the grave seemed to merge with the flying snow all over the sky. He just stood like this, just like every time he came to see her, he stood there at once. It was dusk and sunset.

At night, when the lights come on, the warm yellow light of the fire shines on the white snow, which is very white and exquisite. In the bustling night street, among a group of people passing by, a figure comes out from Yueyang Tower. It is a young man, a young man in white .

The white robe is very loose, and the robe is like the purest white cloud freely curling up in the sky, and the sun shrouds him with brilliance, making him seem real and unreal, like a dream and smoke.

The woman next to the young man in white was wearing an icy silk skirt, not afraid of the winter cold at all. The young man's fox fur was half-draped in front of her twin peaks that were about to come out, which was very exciting. The two of them rubbed their ears together Walking forward, he did not shy away from the strange eyes of passers-by.

Suddenly hearing a woman's voice calling for help came from behind, the young man stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw the two disciples who were molesting the young lady's family, both of them looked at each other from the moon. When Yang Lou came out, he guessed that he was a little drunk.

Dongtang Yan's eyes were slightly focused, and a sharp smile emerged from the corner of his lips, and he was about to go forward, but was wrapped around his waist by the woman beside him: "Well, don't go, my husband, Xin Yi is afraid. "He said fear in his mouth, but his translucent eyes were full of cunning.

"Xin Yi, be good, don't make things difficult for Mr. Xin." He gently rubbed the cheek of the girl named Xin Yi, his thin lips faded out of his voice like the warm March spring breeze, pleasant to the ears, the warm yellow light fell on his shoulders, The beauty is hazy and far away.

"Since Xianggong insists, why don't Xin Yi go." Lang Xinyi raised his arm hooking Dong Tangyan's waist. Come bursts of wailing.

The rescued Nanmenxue looked towards the side where the hidden weapon was flying, and she was overjoyed at the white clothes touched by her eyes, and then she became calm again. It was her thinking too much, how could Qin Tinghan care about her life or death.

Suppressing the disappointment in her eyes, she walked away slowly, with a blessed body: "Little girl, thank you son and girl for saving me."

"Girl, you don't have to be polite. It's not safe to go on the road at night. I wonder where the girl lives?" He asked, his eyes flashing with charming charm.

Nanmenxue looked so dazed, maybe it was because she was used to Qin Tinghan's cold face, and when she happened to meet such a beautiful young man with such tenderness, even a girl would be heartbroken, but it was only for a moment.

"Why are you here?!" The cold and familiar voice made Nanmen Xuezhi stiff, and she turned around slowly: "Xue'er just went home, and unexpectedly met Deng Tuzi. Fortunately, there are two Xue'er didn't intend to follow the prince." She explained tremblingly, fearing that Qin Tinghan would throw her out of the palace if she said something wrong.

Qin Tinghan said nothing, raised her eyes to look at the two people Nanmenxue pointed to, in her clear eyes, it was like a glacier pouring out, looking at Dong Tangyan so coldly, a flash of light flashed in her eyes. The change was fleeting again: "Are you the son of Dongtang who came from the north?"

Dong Tangyan nodded lightly, but did not answer his words, but there was a lazy smile on the corners of her beautiful lips, and the trace of mockery could be faintly seen in the bottom of her eyes.

"I don't know why Mr. Dongtang is dissatisfied with this king?" He asked in a cold voice, he was always reluctant to move away from the familiar eyes of Shang Dongtang Yan.

In the white snow, two men in white are so elegant, one is stern, the other is gentle, their eyes meet, and strange emotions spread.

"Prince Shuo may have misunderstood. My husband is not dissatisfied with the prince. He is only dissatisfied with those men who are unkind to women." Lang Xinyi opened his voice to relieve the embarrassment, and said something pointed.

Everyone has heard that Dong Tangyan from Lingbei is a romantic saint. He has a beautiful wife in his arms at home, but he still messes around everywhere, but he doesn't marry and take concubines. It's really hard to understand.

Dong Tangyan curled his lips into a smile, as if he was used to Lang Xinyue explaining for her, and suddenly stretched out his vacant arm towards her waist, wrapping her in his arms: "It's still my Xin Yi who is considerate." He attached Whispering praises in her ear, the other free arm reached straight into Lang Xinyue's collar.

In such an intimate and indecent gesture in front of the crowd, Nanmenxue's face turned red, and even the expressionless Qin Tinghan's face darkened a little. Seeing that Dongtangyan stepped forward, he grabbed Nanmenxue's arm.

"Don't move, you're bleeding." He told softly, the sight that fell on Nanmenxue was as warm as sunlight.

He held up Nanmenxue's cold little hand, and gently wrapped the silk scarf drawn from Lang Xinyue around Nanmenxue's injured arm when she was pushing.

This made Nanmenxue, who misunderstood his actions just now, even more ashamed. Her ears were red and hot, and she lowered her head and said softly: "Thank you, young master."

Qin Ting stared coldly at Dong Tangyan's pair of white and slender fingers like a woman, and snorted coldly: "Frivolity!" The words that came out of her mouth were full of jealousy.

With a cold face, he ignored the surprised Nanmenxue and hurried away with his hands behind his back.

Walking to the corner of the street, I still felt extremely embarrassed and angry, and with a wave of my hand, the snow covered the trees fell.

Qin Tinghan, you must be crazy!

Cursing himself for a while in his heart, he hurried towards the palace. If he wasn't crazy, how could he feel displeased because of Dong Tangyan's gentle treatment of Nanmenxue? What's more, his jealousy was not because of Nanmenxue. It's that romantic Dongtang Yan!

It must be that he missed Yue'er so much, that's why he lost control when he saw Dong Tangyan's eyes similar to Yue'er. It seems that he has to calm himself down.

Qingzhihou was outside the gate of the palace, and was quite surprised to see his master returning with a serious face. Ever since Nanmenyue passed away, Qin Tinghan's face was always frosty. The face is rather novel.

"Master!" He stepped forward and greeted softly: "Master ordered to investigate the details of Dong Tangyan, and this subordinate has already found out."

"En." Qin Tinghan responded lightly, sounding interested, he slowed down and waited for Qingzhi to follow behind him and report.

Two days ago, Qi Bai announced to all the ministers in the court hall that Nalenbei would send a businessman to the capital to study business. Such weird actions made Qin Tinghan feel suspicious.

The relationship between China and North Korea has always been very rigid, and it can be said that there are endless wars.

　Confess to my wife in the palace [calm and naturally cool], congratulations on being promoted to deacon, love you or not, after finishing the moving, I will give you [-] updates (?˙?˙?).

　　
　
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