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

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Yan Rongjin smiled slightly, and then nodded with a smile. "Okay, but don't worry about leaving tomorrow. In the past few days, I have stepped up the work at hand and sent you in person."

"No!" Hongdou said busyly, "Brother Seven, I can go by myself. I don't know if it is the place where the puppet clan is located. Even if you don't go, Brother Seven is not suitable."

"Inappropriate?" Yan Rongjin's eyes dimmed for a moment. "Because the emperor is the emperor? Are you worried that the emperor will be disadvantageous to the Yemen clan? Even if one day, if you plead, you don't think I will let the Yemen clan for you? "

He didn't expect her to understand the vague meaning in his words, but he still couldn't help asking it, and couldn't hold back the rush of agitation in his heart.

He saw that she shook her head gently, and with this simple movement, he smoothed out the astringency in his heart.

She said, "No, I believe in you, Brother Seven. Just because I believe, I don't want to make you more embarrassed."

Seventy-seven are in the Pei tribe, and the two of them already know it.

The two people in the eyes of the royal family in the eyes of the royal family are equally aware.

The royal family wants to get rid of it quickly.

Deeply condensing her, Yan Rongjin asked again, "Red bean, who is it in your eyes?"

"In my eyes, Brother Seven is like elder Qinglian and uncle Gold, they are elders and family." She smiled and answered without hesitation.

"Even so, is it better than seven or seven?"

"It's the family, and there is a distinction between heavier and heavier. In my heart, seven or seven, is the heavier."

He got up, the man stood up after the dragon case, and the tall figure put a shadow on the girl. He ran his hand and rubbed her little head, "Thank you, little girl."

Thank you for not hesitating to answer without any deception.

Don't give him a little association.

After a long time, only Yan Rongjin and Uncle Peng remained in the Royal Study.

The night had fallen outside, and a lamp was held in the study, and the light reflected on the man's face half-bright and half-dark.

Uncle Peng looked at the man and sighed, sighing, "Emperor, the principal of Hongdou County is still young."

"No, she just believes me too much." Yan Rongjin stiffened her lips, and her smile did not contain a smile. "Yahara thought that the words of the people could at least cause some waves in her heart, but it seemed not. She didn't care, she just I believe in you too much, and believe that you treat her like she does to you. "

Slowly lowering his eyes, he murmured, "But Uncle Peng, now hesitate, I really hate this trust."

Making him ashamed of his mind seemed like a blasphemy to trust her.

He sighed more, and did not want the emperor to be immersed in such emotions. Uncle Peng turned away from the topic, "Emperor, what are we at hand?"

"Continue to investigate, if it is really related to the puppet clan, never condone it!"

Public is public, private is private.

He is a king.

Early the next morning, a boat was off shore at the capital city terminal.

After leaving farewell to Pan Ziyi and his party, Red Bean set off for Wanqiu.

The speed of the ship was fast, and standing on the bow had a feeling of breaking the wind.

Facing the river breeze coming, Hongdou looked into the unknown direction, and there was excitement and anxiety in his eyes.

As a child, she heard about the Qiang tribe from her father and mother and Uncle Qing Lian. Since the death of the sacrificial prince of the Qiang doctor clan, Xiliang has greatly damaged the country, and no news of the Qiang doctor clan has ever been heard outside.

It was a very mysterious and scary tribe.

And Qiqi's son, a virgin, certainly has a high status in the clan.

What kind of role and responsibility are they now playing?

(End of this chapter)