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

Chapter 717

Those who have ambitions, besides the prince, who else?

Bei Cang Huang was suddenly hit by this slapstick. Next, the Bei Cang Huang family is bound to make another storm.

In accordance with the nature of Bei Cang Huang for a piece of holy dragon ordering tiger poisonous zizi, how could he be merciful to others.

Kitakura is going to mess.

When Beicang is in chaos, neighboring countries are bound to move.

As one of the powerful nations, who doesn't want to share a piece of fat in Beicang?

Everything Gong Zero did was to disrupt the entire chess game!

Liu Yusheng was silent for a long time when he heard the news.

They did not expect that the target of Hei Lian would be the eighth prince.

The Yuan Wang, who was just known by everyone to have the heart of Bei Cang's heart, thought that the scenery would be infinite after that, but he finally returned to Huang Quan.

"Gong Zero may know the intention of Bei Canghuang earlier than everyone," embraced the woman, Feng Qingbai said lowly. "Before the eighth prince had surfaced, Gong Ling had assassinated him once at the royal hunting ground .It was also that time, Duan Ting and I just started to notice the Yuan King. "

"You said, what is the identity of Hei Lian, why did he know so many things?" The matter of King Yuan, even the brothers and sisters who grew up with him, did not see the clue. How did Hei Lian know, Bei Canghuang wanted Who passed the throne to King Yuan?

"His ability is much greater than we think. Maybe a long time ago, at the center of power in various countries, he has buried a hidden stake."

"But he's not more than twenty years old, right?"

"If, what else is on him?"

The two looked at each other and remained silent again.

After Xu Xun, Feng Qingbai rubbed the little girl's head. "Don't worry about it so much. The soldiers came to block the water and cover the soil. Besides, we will soon leave Beicang. The matter here has nothing to do with us."

"It's okay," Liu Yusheng said with a glance at him. "When the nations start to mess up, it's time to fight."

"I have those things. You usually make wine, refine medicines, and stay with me."

"Well--obey!"

The eighth emperor's son, Beicang commemorated the whole nation. The white matter was held recently. As the regent of Nanling, Feng Qingbai and his envoys mourned, and then offered to resign.

At this juncture, it is no longer possible for Bei Canghuang to tell the world to conclude diplomatic relations, and they cannot wait here forever.

There are still many hidden dangers in the chapel on the Nanling side. The more he spends one day outside, the more he fears for one day.

He needs to go back and calm the situation.

This time, the North Canghuang didn't save any more, and his mind was immersed in the pain of the bereavement. In just two days, the solemn and mighty power at the first sight seemed to be overcast, and the whole person was much older.

On the day of his departure, the palace sent the emperor to see him off, in addition to Duan Ting, as well as Li Ruibai and Li Ruifan.

"Goodbye this time, I don't know when we can meet again, Feng Qingbai, I will miss you." As soon as Feng Qingbai left, the best bodyguards were gone.

Last time he ordered the Fuzhong guards to shoot people into a sieve, and he didn't know that the Assassin remembered no vengeance.

In case of revenge, he may not stop ...

Feng Qingbai glanced at him only a little, not knowing when it started, the person's title to him changed from King Nanling to Feng Qingbai, and it changed silently.

"Don't give it away, say goodbye today, there will always be a day to gather."

"It must be there. If I miss you, I will go to Nanling to see you."

Liu Yusheng pulled up Qingbai's arm, and said goodbye to brothers and sisters in Ruirui Bai. He pulled his head and got on the boat, without saying hello to Duan Ting.

A big man always said such ambiguous words, he never shuddered!

Duan Ting entered the cabin, Duan Ting supported his jaw with one hand, a slight smile on his face.

In a person's life, it is a blessing to be able to make such a friend or two who will not stab you behind your knife.

Sitting on the boat, watching the figures on the dock getting farther and farther, in front of the waves of the canal, Liu Yusheng sighed with relief.

"Finally can go home." After more than a month, they could set foot on the land of Nanling. Thinking of this, she felt the blood clamoring with excitement.

Homecoming like an arrow.

"Well, it should be November when I return to Nanling. If there is no major event in the DPRK, I will return to Xinghua Village for Chinese New Year." Feng Qingbai's eyes were ashamed with his little girl condensed.

In the blink of an eye, it was almost three years since they reunited, and his little girl was from 16 to 19.

Three years, it was a long talk, but the time he spent with her, I was afraid that it would not exceed one and a half years.

For her age, he had to spend most of his time in government affairs.

Miss her best time.

Seeing this expression on the man's face, Liu Yusheng twisted his face slightly guilty.

He was sorry over there, but she was secretly grateful.

As long as he is not in a hurry, she thinks that getting married after the age of 20 is also possible.

That's normal.

When she was eighteen or nine, she was married early.

Pulling the guilty girl into her arms, snuggling at the sunset at the other end of the horizontal line, Feng Qingbai's face smiled slightly.

It takes more than a month to reach Nanling by boat, and for more than a month, he can get along with his little girl.

For him, it makes him feel happy.

At this time, the two did not know that when they were sailing on the canal, Nanling had a huge shock.

Xinghua Village was still calm at that time.

In just over a month, Liu Zhiqiu and Wei Lan had a fattening chin on the food stolen by the wandering goods man.

For this, the old lady casually found a name and cleaned up the two.

After the deep water was hot, the situation became worse again.

His **** was so hot that Liu Zhiqiu couldn't sleep well at night.

Simply turned over to the roof for moonlight.

Leaning Erlang's legs, he continued to practice the tactics lured from Wei Lan with a roast chicken, and began to learn to send and receive internal forces.

Although the two hidden guards around him had the same caliber, they all said that he could not practice his internal strength at this age.

Liu Zhiqiu snorted. He was a genius in Xiwu, with a talent that was different. They said that they couldn't practice it, he would train it.

It's just not very skilled, and often crooked when it came out, to blast the palms of the wild trees on the mountain, and smashed a big pit at his feet.

Gathering the scattered energy around the body into a cohesion, from thinning to thickening, and then turning back to the palm, the initial block has become smooth, he is quite satisfied with the result.

In the air, slowly, a scorch smell, if there is nothing.

Then gradually became more intense.

Liu Zhiqiu suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the roof.

Looking around sharply, I finally saw the fire in the courtyard of the inner courtyard!

"Little Bailian!" With a low curse, he jumped from the roof to the inner courtyard, getting close, and clearly heard the panic from inside.

(End of this chapter)