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

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He gazed at her with a smile, "What doesn't matter, tell you what?"

"Master, you are not good."

"I'm naturally good in front of my sister, but now ..." He poked her face suddenly and smiled, "You're a little slave."

Hongdou was so angry, "Rebellion, you!" For whom did she become a little slave?

At this moment, it was just out of the stone path outside the stone cave, and it was blue and white, and there were occasional shuttles outside, and Red Bean silently collected the claws to be extended back.

She dared to pinch the young master's face in public, fearing that it would be true of their rumors.

Young Master's face had a bigger smile, unbridled and dazzling.

"Wait!" She gritted her teeth.

"Wait for you." He smiled under his eyes, as soft as water.

"..." When the man wasn't paying attention, Red Bean quietly held his heart in his hand. The heartbeat just missed a moment, what happened?

...

East of the stone castle, inside the wooden house.

"I don't know who gave the news to the young master. The young master should have gone to Zhelin in the afternoon. But he was halfway back. The elders were taken away without any news." Someone was standing in the room, reporting to the man sitting at the wooden table.

"That doesn't mean that the young master cares about that slave." The man at the table smiled slightly.

"The wizard suggested that the elders call people to ask questions. Could this be the real purpose?" Not to expect what the elders could ask. In fact, what the wizard wanted to test, was the attitude of the young master towards the slave?

The man said nothing. "The elders are old, so why bother them more, not to mention this is not a big deal."

"What the shaman said." The other person said, "But the subordinates have never seen the young master so close to others, and always feel that something is awful."

The young master returned to the Yeyi tribe for more than two years. So far, he has no close confidants. Not only is no one willing to be loyal, but the young master is unwilling to accept people who are sincere.

Even with the identity of a young master, in fact, he has always regarded himself as an outsider and has never integrated into the tribe.

The sorcerer groaned for a moment, his eyes were so deep that he could not guess.

After a long time, the wizard said, "Go out and check the identity of Liuliu in that dental office to see if it is suspicious. Don't let the young master and the elders' house detect it in secret."

"Yes, my subordinates leave immediately!"

The strong sun outside the window began to tilt westward, and the light and heat that came in dropped slightly. The man sat at the table and looked at the sky of Zijin Caixia, his eyes indistinct.

"Six or six? Seven or seven? ..."

Coincidence?

"It's interesting." A sigh sighed from the man's mouth, and a strange smile reappeared at the corner of his mouth.

After coming out of the presbyterian home, red beans recovered again. They either stayed in Dongxiang to soak flowers and plants in the soil, or followed the leisurely days that followed their family's buttocks.

Purity for several days, no one to bother again.

As for the rumors that she had heard before, she did not deliberately investigate when she returned.

Mouth grows on others, and she always speaks behind her when she doesn't speak in front of her. She explored what happened, and she didn't care so much.

When the truth is revealed one day, everyone knows that Qiqi is her brother, and the rumors will naturally disperse.

No need to be true.

"Huh? Who are you talking about?" Holding the small flower shovel in one hand, scraped the shovel there on the mud ground where the young shoots had just grown, and the red beans did not lift their heads.

"Singer of the good song in our village! Are you listening to me? I said that the maiden is here, and you should come out and serve tea to the maiden! Will you wait for others?" Yes, it hurts.

(End of this chapter)