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

Chapter 1415: Lord Wang, it ’s hard to get close

Chapter 1415 Wang Ye, A Hard-to-Get Closer

Adzuki's entire little face was buried in a fluffy snow cloud.

Croton didn't have time to be happy that the snowball was shattered, so he felt cold.

I hurried up to pull the snow on my sister's face, rescued the small face carved in pink and jade, and turned around to pick up my little butt. "Hongdou, brother revenge for you, let's not tell father what."

Seventy-seven went up, raised his feet and slammed into Croton's buttocks, pushed people far away, and made a big pit in the snow. Then with the crawling Crotons, they looked at the flat red bean with four eyes, waiting for the verdict.

"Hahaha, my brother is so funny!" Hongdou was just suddenly baffled, a little embarrassed, and not angry at all. I didn't expect my brother to make such a move and amused the little girl.

Croton heard her sister laugh, but she was really relieved. People still have to make fun. If he doesn't tease, he will have to suffer.

Dad is terrifying to his sister.

After touching the little buttocks, Croton Yin looked at Qiqi, "Juchi, okay, that kick was strong enough!"

All pitted out on the snow.

He motioned for Qiqi to come and kick his amused sister, but he didn't let him kick him?

When did Qiqi become so strong?

Seventy-seven questioned, blinking his eyes obediently and cleverly at Croton, extremely innocent.

Croton had innocent feelings of guilt for his suspicion just now, "This time, it's not an example!"

Nodded seventy-seven.

Hongdou took the opportunity to probe the little head over, made a face at his brother, ran on the seven or seven, "brother you bully seven or seven, we don't want you!"

"Hey, hello, red beans, don't injustice your brother, when did I bully Seven or Seven? I have a tacit understanding with Seven or Seven!" Croton chased after him, and the baby walked away, forgetting that there was a person beside him .

Yan Rongjin looked at the direction in which the child was running away, and his gaze stayed for a moment in the back of Qiqi.

He was right, the little baby had just thrown a snowball and shattered the falling snowballs, a little faster than him.

Or maybe ... it's because the other party is closer, so it's better than him?

This explanation is more reasonable. After all, the other party is just a baby doll less than four years old, but he still has a strong intuition. The doll named Qiqi is not as simple as it looks.

Seems to be clumsy.

After dinner, at midday on the moon, Uncle Peng came to the courtyard to invite Feng Qingbai.

The Dongyue emperor invited the grandfather to recount.

It's a bit late, but it's a good time to talk.

Feng Qingbai readily agreed.

"Fujian, you said that the Emperor Dongyue was looking for wind and green cypresses to pass by. What did they talk about?" When the person left, Qian Wanjin's gossip factor immediately came up and asked Liu Yusheng.

Liu Yusheng was faint, "You're not very smart, guess yourself."

"Oh my little aunt, don't be sour, do you still remember that stubble? I swear, really, I will definitely go out with 108 eyes and minds when I go out, will I not die?" Qian Wanjin surrender.

When she heard the woman's tone, she knew that he was still remembered by him, but in fact he was very talkative.

There are people who have missed their horses and their feet, but the wise still thinks that there will be a mistake. People have hollowed out their calculations. No matter how smart he is, he can't avoid it again and again. He's not Feng Qingbai's wisdom demon.

"Guess, Blessing? Or how boring to sit alone?"

Feeling that these lessons to the men should be enough for him to remember, Liu Yusheng's face improved, and he got on the topic. "The purpose of our trip is to talk about Dongyue with Dongyue. Since Yan Rongjin came to Liangzhou in person, then We do n’t have to go to the East Vietnam Metropolis as a guest. We can just talk about things here. Yan Rongjin asked Feng Qingbai to pass, and it should be to start negotiations on Feng Yue. "

"I guess it is the same. Who do you think will win as a result of the negotiation? I bet on Tsinghua, and I lost a hundred or two silver votes."

Liu Yusheng's claws patted the man's head reflectively, "I'm here to make money and make money, and I'm still out of money!"

Qian Wanjin held his head, bitter and bitter, "Do you think I am willing? I am running out of money! Don't you know Feng Qingbai's treatment for me? He will give it to me before I get hurt. Throwing the bills, when you bought the clues for the silver, how much money did you spend? The pen was written down in the end, and finally caught me to fill the pit! Pull out the silver on my body! I won't be here for you Make an idea, I have no money to pay for dinner in the restaurant! "

Is he familiar? The pit is clearly the wind green cypress!

"..." Liu Yusheng coughed, his eyes drifted away.

She knew it.

However, she is not involved.

Where Qian Xiaojin lost his silver, he went for it.

"Hey, Fuyu, don't be stupid, Feng Qingbai is your man!"

"My brother is still paying off, and so are my husband and wife. I will not pay his debts."

"Isn't the silver he pulled away from me sent to you?" Qian Wanjin was furious.

The woman looked left and right, busy with all kinds of things in her hand, just no longer taking his stubble.

Qian Wanjin is even more crazy.

The two husbands and wives were more and more like each other, and together they arrested him alone.

Still human?

At this time Feng Qingbai has stepped into another courtyard.

Yan Rongjin temporarily rested next door to the courtyard where they lived.

Because of different identities, the layout of this yard also looks extravagant. Looking at the moonlight, there are shadows everywhere, and there are shadows of pavilions and pavilions along the road.

Yan Rongjin was sitting in the flower hall, and there was a low coffee table in front of him. There was a pot of wine on the table, and there was a burning stove next to it.

The stove is flourishing, and the tea is fragrant. In the small space of the flower hall, some warmth is expressed inexplicably.

"Emperor." Feng Qingbai went in and nodded to the teenager.

"The Lord must be more courteous. At this point, you and me are the only ones to call me." Yan Rongjin smiled and held the pot to pour wine.

Feng Qingbai sat down and indifferently said, "Identity is different. Besides, I have never been close to the emperor."

This made Yan Rongjin hesitate, and then immediately laughed, "Wang Ye is still the same as before, he is difficult to get close to."

"The emperor is easy to get close to, but is he really close?"

The man's cross-examination made Yan Rongjin's smile gradually converge, and his moist eyes turned deep.

Only people standing in the same position can better understand each other's words and deeds.

Will my heart be as close to people as I am?

how can that be possible.

In this position, how many sincerity can there be around?

If others are not sincere, how can he be sincere?

Even if it is true, the emperor's closeness cannot be given by anyone.

"It's just you and me, so you don't need to be pretending, let's talk politics." Feng Qingbai held the cup and raised his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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