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

Chapter 1625 Fanfan: Dragon and Phoenix knot (14)

When Feng Yi was gone, Xiao Ban closed her eyes, and Mimi felt behind Feng Moyu, "If you didn't know the truth in advance, you can't really see the second prince's heroine. But the second prince likes it too It ’s weird, she knows everything. Since leaving Fengyue, why do n’t you restore the woman's dress? Yeah, you said that the second prince would n’t really consider himself a man, would he want to marry his wife and have children in the future? Earlier, even the prince of Feng Yue's talk about the grandfather's house was fascinated by the second prince. It is hard to guarantee that there is no Huaichun girl in this country. If you look at the second prince, you are mistaken ... Lord, if you change the second prince What would it look like for women? "

Feng Moyu squatted next to the fire in the hall, and Yin turned his head. "Small board, people who talk too much die quickly."

"Master, the slave only talks to you before you. In front of others, the slave is just a saw-neck gourd. He will never reveal any secrets of Grandpa in his lifetime. No one wants to take the tone from my small board mouth, and the slave will never Betray the Emperor! "

"Hey, now, in, call, you, shut, mouth!" Feng Mo Yan raised his forehead and gritted his teeth.

"Yes!"

After washing, use the branches to pull out the roasted sweet potatoes in the ash under the fire.

This time, the wreckage of the cooking room has been cleaned up. It can be seen how simple and crude this cooking room is.

At this time, the villagers were helping to temporarily build a shed as a stove with wooden planks and bamboo slabs. Feng Yi was with them and moved and carried everything. There was no shadow of a prince who was once a prince. gas.

Feng Moyu didn't go to help, he was sitting in the hall, watching the fire while he was cooking.

"Man, don't you help?"

Feng Moyan frowned, wondering, "Why should I help? Am I a hard worker?"

Xiaobanzi was speechless. Did he guess the emperor's mind wrong? As the emperor of Nanling, Qianliyu came to this ghost place to be cold and frozen. Isn't the emperor chasing beauty?

If not, he has nothing to say.

If so, he bet, even with the temperament of the emperor, he did not want to catch up with people for a hundred years.

"Man, the second prince is delicate and expensive, and it is inappropriate to do those rough jobs ..."

"I'm not more flamboyant? Is it appropriate for me to do it?"

"Slaves don't mean that ..."

"You go, change her back."

Turning his back, Xiaoban gave himself a hard blow to his ears, which he cares about!

Worry about worrying about yourself, straighten yourself down, he is the dumbest slave!

Xiaoban moved out three times to make a substitution, and Feng Moyu immediately sat up straight, straightened his somewhat messy placket, pulled the hair down, and waited for someone outside to come in.

Did not wait.

It was the small board that started to come in and laughed with Feng Yi, which made the emperor feel harsh.

He got up and walked to the door of the hall, leaning against the door frame, Feng Moyu arms folded in both hands, staring dumbly at the small board.

Staring at the small board straight and cold, originally just started joking, the atmosphere was very pleasant, and immediately noticed the cold feeling in the back, the small board immediately moved to the side and consciously widened the distance from Feng Yi.

"My son, why did you come out? It's freezing outside. You first grill the fire in the room. It will be ready soon. I will cook later." Feng Yi saw the person leaning against the door frame and called subconsciously. Enter the house.

Feng Moyu's face was even worse. "I'm very healthy and I'm not afraid of freezing."

She's all here, why did he go in, and he couldn't catch up with a woman?

(End of this chapter)