Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1288: That Child

Those punches hurt everyone who looked down.

Because of Xue Qinglian's firearm, Xue Honglian and Feng Qingbai's two enemies unexpectedly reached a settlement outside the court.

"Wait for the second cargo before I get to you," said the expressionless man lying on the roof.

"Do you want to accompany me if you want to fight? Don't fight." Feng Qingbai's eyes lightened and he was ready to land.

"You told Xue Qinglian yesterday to wait for him."

"You are different. You are neurotic."

Xue Honglian has the urge to wake up Xue Qinglian, Xue Qinglian can rogue and splash.

Mrs. Liu watched Feng Qingbai jump down, "Done? It's okay? Can Honglian still move?"

Feng Qingbai smiled, "Can still breathe."

"Well, then." Wife Liu nodded, greeting Chen Xiulan and her cuckoo daughter-in-law, "All morning, I forgot to eat. Let's cook first."

Heaven and earth have the biggest meals. A group of people who are watching the crowd go out and hurry up and wait for their own food.

People on the roof can breathe, so there is nothing to worry about.

Anyway, I can't die.

Three days and two days there were fights in the compound. As part of the compound, big guys have long been commonplace and used to become natural.

Lying on the roof can't move, but fortunately, the neck can still twist, Xue Qinglian tilted her head and looked down at the crowd, her gaze fell on the back of Feng Qingbai, her teeth gritted.

When he fell on red beans again, his eyes glowed again.

To make Feng Qingbai react so much, the truth of the matter must be almost the same as his guess, it must be related to red beans. Moreover, Feng Qingbai's interrogation just confirmed his speculation indirectly.

Xue Qinglian sneered, thinking that beating him would stop him?

If Xue Qinglian was so good at killing, he would not stay in the Liu family's courtyard now. He was run away by Feng Qingbai as early as 800 years ago.

In the days that followed, Xue Qinglian began to show a lot of tricks in order to get medicine from red beans.

People in Liu's compound also saw with their own eyes what is trickery.

Every day, chickens and dogs jump in the compound.

The time passed slowly, and the New Year approached unknowingly. Liu Zhixia and Fu Yuzheng and their husbands rushed back to Xinghua Village with the edamame before the New Year, and brought a tearful complaint from the emperor.

The content describes in detail how desolate and lonely a person was when he was thrown in the palace to spend the most reunion festival.

I sincerely hope that I will have a chance to visit the Liu Family Courtyard in the future.

In response to this, Feng Qingbai sneered, and immediately replied in a few words, giving an idea for the loneliness of the little emperor.

——After the draft, fill the harem and work harder for Ziyi. You will be too busy to be alone and lonely.

When sending the secret letter, Wei Lan quietly opened a glance and sympathized with the little emperor who was far away in Beijing.

In the New Year, Xinghua Village and Xiapo Village are as lively as ever.

The Liu Family Courtyard is the most lively.

The gifts from every house and every house were piled up.

The capital city, the imperial palace, looked very lively.

At least on the surface.

The entire palace was decorated with joy and there were red lanterns everywhere. In order to increase the flavor of the year, Feng Moyu wrote a couplet by himself and posted it at the entrance of the Royal Study.

But the flavor of the year, but I can't get in my heart.

After having a meaningful family feast with the concubines, Feng Moyu took the excuse to dismiss the concubine, and returned to the Imperial Study Room alone.

Standing at the window, watching the hazy moon on the sky.

The moonlight was light and cool, just like his state of mind.

Huang Shu Huang Ye has already settled in Xinghua Village, and there will be no major events in Beijing and he will not return.

The queen queen who was able to have a meal with him in previous years is also "none".

Uncle Xia's family will return to Xinghua Village every New Year.

There was really no one around him.

Is the Chinese New Year lively and festive?

He didn't feel it at all.

What's so exciting and festive.

One lonely person.

The more lively the atmosphere, the more lonely.

"Emperor, this new year, why don't you ... just stop working?" Xiaoban stood behind, watching the boy's thin back, and persuaded softly.

The boy was silent, and said after a while, "Little board, how old were you in the palace?"

"Back to the emperor, the slave entered the palace at the age of six."

"How many years?"

"Twelve years."

"miss home?"

Xiaoban stunned and responded quickly. "The slaves were young when they entered the palace, and now they don't remember what they looked like.

The teenager didn't talk anymore and stood at the window with his hands for a long time.

During Xiaobanzi, he quietly looked into the sky following his sight.

Seeing only a bright moon, there are not a few stars around, far worse than the beauty of the starry sky on a summer night.

There is really nothing good to look at.

Emperor, are you thinking about Grandpa and Princess?

"If you have a son now, can you say that he can immediately pass the position to him, and he is just like the uncle, who doesn't care about common affairs and goes wherever he wants?"

The emperor is looking at the red dust and want to go away?

Xiaoban snored. "Emperor, you have to have a son, then you can make such an assumption."

Feng Moyan looked at his eyes, raised his eyes, and drew a small board lightly, "Is it too good for you to make you brave enough to dare to talk to him like this?"

Xiaoban knelt down and begged for mercy, and the dog murmured in his heart.

He was right.

Even if the emperor really wants Zen, he must have a son first, right?

What's more, he didn't say that even if the emperor really had a son and wanted to meditation right away, he had to see Wang Ye disagree.

Wang Ye didn't agree, so imagine that it's nothing to do with preparation.

The mountain that the emperor can't cross is not without his son-in-law, but he dare not rebel against the king of Nanling.

To put it plainly, the emperor is the real counsel.

cough.

Fortunately, Feng Moyu didn't read the mind, didn't read the whispers in Xiaobanzi's heart, otherwise Xiaobanzi really had to face the board.

Ziyu ... A flash of absurdity in his head flashed.

Feng Moyu smiled coldly. If the child is really his seed, then he also has children.

Unfortunately, the favored identity and deeds are destined that the child will never be included in the Nanling Royal Family.

Therefore, he never inquired about everything after good flight.

He never mentioned that child.

As far as he is concerned, they have no weight.

He is the emperor of Nanling, and everything must be based on the country.

Turning around, and walking to the case of the book, Feng Moyu's pen seemed to write a random word on the rice paper in front of him.

Put down the purple wolf, and gently said, "Set off and go back to Gande Hall."

"Yes." Xiao Ban climbed from the ground, followed the emperor to leave, and glanced quietly at the rice paper.

It's a very different word.

The pen is sharp and penetrating.

There was a flash of light in my head somehow.

The emperor actually has a son and daughter. At first, she favored the medical woman to escape from Nanling with her pregnancy. When she ran, her belly was already seven or eight months old.

By the day, the child should be exactly two years old now.

I don't know what the child will look like now.

Sorry, little fairies, it's late today, and Orange fell asleep while coding. There are only 3 chapters before 12 o'clock today, and I have to catch up with another chapter. Sudden death.

PS: Goblin vomiting is even slower, because oranges are naked every day, there is no way to stay on time. I reflect deeply

(End of this chapter)