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

Chapter 1323: It's Good To Save Your Life

"That kick was pretty good just now." Feng Moyu looked at Feng Yi, not with a smile.

"It is an honor for my emperor to serve the emperor." Feng Yi bowed his head and avoided his sight. "And Yuan Zhen begs his benevolence and reason, and he should be grateful to the emperor."

Patting Feng Yi's shoulders, Feng Moyu stepped out, "The problem of Fengyue Kingdom will not be considered."

Houfeng Fengyi still spoke well, "subordinate Xie Emperor Long En."

Leaving Taihe Temple, Feng Moji twisted his fingers lightly, and the feeling of thinness and thinness still stayed between his fingers, which made his eyes more meaningful.

"It wasn't early, and the emperor drank a lot of wine. He went back to rest early, and the court resigned." When Feng Moya was in a daze, Liu Zhixia stepped forward and retired.

The expression on Feng Moyu's face changed immediately, with a little rogue smile. "Uncle Xia was greeted by me again, is there an emperor's hangover pill, can I be drunk? Isn't it to lead the snake out of the hole to help Zhi Xia's heart trouble,朕 Where do you need to dress drunk? "

"The emperor said cautiously, what attracted the snake to get out of the hole?" Liu Zhixia's eyes paled, "Give her a chance."

"If others are given the opportunity, they will turn back, and there will be no obsession in this world. You are a comer." Feng Mo snorted, and went side by side with Liu Zhixia. "It's still far from the palace gate. Here you are, sober up. "

"Aren't you drunk?"

"Spiking."

On the way out, the two were relatively silent. After a while, Momo sighed, "Yuan Lao has been hit a lot this time, and I will give him two more cans of health tea."

"Um." Liu Zhixia answered, and he didn't feel anything about Yuan Yunqiao, but he did feel a little guilty about Yuan Lao.

In any case, this matter was designed by him, and he also took over Yuan Lao, letting him see what Yuan Yunqiao was doing in order to cut off Yuan Yunqiao's future.

With Yuan Lao's discomfort in his eyes, once he saw the kind of things that Yuan Yunqiao did, he would definitely not recognize the great-granddaughter.

Feeling that Liu Zhixia's mood was a little down, Feng Moyan sighed again and patted him on the shoulder, "It's no wonder you. We have given her a chance. If she can be safe and secure after entering the palace, I won't move her. , At most, she married a young talented man in the middle of the DPRK. It was a shame to marry her, but it did not shame her. What a pity ... "

Unfortunately, Yuan Yunqiao chose the dead end after all.

First, Fu Yuzheng's secret picture was to be interviewed, and then she ordered her to lead the guards, wanting to frame Liu Zhixia and frivolous.

To say that Liu Zhixia's frivolous woman, naturally, no one would believe it, but tonight is different, Liu Zhixia drank wine tonight. On weekdays, he is a serious man, and after drunkenness, he may do something serious.

Yuan Yunqiao wanted to be tied to Liu Zhixia by this means.

She is both the great-granddaughter of Yuan Lao, Liu Zhixia and the great sister-in-law of the Nanling King. There are two forces that run rampant. Feng Moyu is an emperor, and her head is green again. Things have already happened. Pointing to Liu Zhixia.

Once this strategy succeeds, the peace of the Liu family will not be overwhelmed.

He will not allow this to happen, nor will Shu Xia allow it, nor will Huang Shu.

If the uncle Huang is alarmed, by the means of the uncle, Yuan Yunqiao's end will be even more miserable.

Thinking of this, Feng Moji hummed silently, and at that time, he would still be scolded by the uncle Huang. That was the last thing he allowed.

When they walked to the palace gate, they both stopped and looked at the bright yellow palace lantern hanging on the palace gate in front of them for a long time.

After a long time, Liu Zhixia said, "Go back, it's almost midnight, and I have to go back quickly. Your aunt Fu must have waited for me again."

Feng Mo scratched his heels and walked away. "What's worth showing off? As long as you think about it, the woman in the harem will wait for you."

Huh, obviously.

He didn't need anyone to wait for him. He went everywhere and hugged him everywhere. The slaves of the entire palace led him away.

The footsteps behind him went far, and Liu Zhixia walked towards the Liufu carriage stopped outside the palace gate.

The pace is not fast or slow, facing the cold night breeze, just blowing a sore head.

Back to Liufu, there is a lantern hanging high in front of the door.

However, the feeling to him is different. This is the light of the home, which can make his heart soft.

Especially when he returned to the main hospital and pushed open the door to see the face waiting for him, Liu Zhixia became clearer, and he preferred to bear the gloomy reason.

It's just for the smile in front of me, and the sweet little face that has been sleeping in the bed.

This is everything to him, and no one can be hurt or destroyed.

"Why didn't you come back so late? Did the dinner just go away?" The woman's eyes were covered with tired red blood, but the corner of her mouth had a soft smile. I'll make a bowl of sober soup for you later, drink it and sleep again. By the way, you can take a bath and let out the wine. Don't wake up the soybeans ... "

Liu Zhixia hugged the woman, buried her face in her neck, and drew her peculiar aroma. "I love her so much now, and when I get older, don't I have cocoons in my ears?"

"Then I converge?"

He chuckled and kissed the corner of her mouth. "No, I'm used to my husband, so you have to beat me forever."

Fu Yuzheng was coaxed and laughed, and gave him a slight tap, and he pressed the person to sit down at the table, turned around and busied him with clean clothes and towels. During this period, keep the movement as quiet as possible, so as not to disturb the child's sweet sleep.

Liu Zhixia was sitting at the table like this, with one hand resting her jaw quietly condensing the woman's busy back.

Until the woman took the clothes and came to him.

When she handed him the clothes, he took her hand, "Yu Zheng."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

Fu Yuzheng froze for a moment, and the smile on his mouth gradually widened.

There are yellow oil lamps in the room, and the whole room is warm and soft.

On the other side, Feng Moyu, who walked back after sending people, did not return directly to the palace, but led a small board and slowly walked into the Royal Garden.

He was stuffed with dog food and was in a bad mood.

"Xiao Banzi, you said that Mingming is an emperor, and he is worthy of the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan. Why are people around him better than you?"

The small board carefully considered these words before carefully cautiously, "Emperor, you have a good life. As soon as you open your mouth, the whole world will not dare to disobey your will, but I alone."

Feng Mo was silent, turned his head to the small board, thin lips opened slightly, and uttered a silent word.

Xiaoban circled his face, and his whole face was drawn after the reaction.

Did he read it right?

What the emperor said just now-do you know a fart?

(End of this chapter)