Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

The people in a room are all in silence because of Ling Wu’s tender and awkward voice. It’s been a long time, they seem to have forgotten all kinds of things, obviously It’s only a few months, but now it’s like a world.

"Oh... silly buns, you can never become what you used to be. The past things have passed. We must be looking forward to seeing people. In the past, whether it was glory or loneliness, it has become a thing of the past. We can use it to alert ourselves, but we can't live forever. Just like you changed your name, you even changed your face, and it's still a little buns. This will never change."

Holding a small steamed buns, Ling Jingxuan, as always, whether they could not understand or understand them, did not conceal their thoughts to them. People said that children are the most forgetful, but he thinks that because of their young age, Things are particularly persistent, and things with deep memories tend to be remembered for a lifetime. Just like his past life, when he was a few years old, his family was broken and he was brought to training by the enemy to become a killer, but he never forgot his family. The death, not forgetting who the enemy is, after he has enough power, he has completely subverted those people by himself, and personally avenged the dead relatives. Those who died can not believe that they actually died. In the hands of the hard-working killer.

"Is it? But what do I like to call Ling Wu?"

The little bun is full of confusion, obviously it is a half-baked, but he is still very persistent about his name, Ling Jingxuan does not feel funny, and his eyes look at Ling Wen standing in front of him, the latter’s black eyes are stunned. Looking at him, seeing his gaze came over, and nodded very hard. The smile of Ling Jingxuan’s eyes was thicker. He turned his head and pointed to Yan Ruirui: “What do you say?” Anyway, his surname to the child There is no opinion, as long as he has no problem, he does not matter.

"The name must be changed. After all, they will enter the ancestral hall in the future. However, the nickname is still called Ling Wen Lingwu, son, is this not the case?"

After Yan Haorui touched his chin for a moment, his eyes focused on the two buns. Even if he lost his memory, he also knew that his ancestors could not be lost. The child was inevitable with his surname, and he had to change his name according to his seniority, but he does not remember them now. What is the word generation, waiting for the memory to be restored in the future, and it is not too late to bring them back to Beijing.

Hearing the words, the two buns, you look at me, I look at you, until Ling Wen sensible nodded, the little buns only smile again: "Well, my father is not allowed to lie to us!"

The little guys are not very big-minded, but they are afraid that Yan Rui will regret it.

Yan Ruirui didn't laugh at his anger. He bent his finger and knocked on his head: "When did I fool you? The little things without conscience really hurt you."

"Hey, people are not afraid of your regrets, Xiaowu likes his father most."

Upon seeing it, Ling Wu thieves laughed twice and clumsily climbed over. Two small short hands held his head and kissed him on his face. The people couldn’t help but laugh. The little buns would have this trick, every time. Use fools to fool people, but who can't let them refuse? "Don't doubt me again next time, be careful that I will smash your little ass."

The sons are all pleading for pleading, and Yan Ruirui can't bear to say him any more. He just took a symbolic shot on his little buttocks. He was happy to have a small buns licking his neck and smiling. The discovery seems to disappear.

"Congratulations to the old lady, congratulations to the Lord Xuanzhu, congratulations to the young master, the second master, I wish the Lord Xuan Xuan a hundred years of good, happy and happy!"

Seeing that their family was almost smashed, under the leadership of the old Song couple, the family’s descendants stood in front of them in two rows to send blessings.

"Oh... no need to pay more, respect the Han, after each person, send one or two silver."

These people are all tested by him. He doesn't mind to be better for them. However, Liu Xiaosui and Zhou’s family who were sold for the first time are hesitant. They don’t dare to ask for the money of the master. Instead, they are the old Song family. And Ling Yun and others calmly bent again: "Thank you Xuan main reward!"

“Thank you for your reward”

With them at the beginning, Liu Xiaosui and others also thanked him. Yan Ruirui waved his hand and everyone went out of the hall. Ling Wang’s thought suddenly seemed like something. After a bang, he looked at the two people: “Where is your wedding room? What? Other places are not paying attention, the wedding room must be arranged properly."

Yan Ruirui Ling Jingxuan looked at each other: "Just Rui Rui's house, my house you still have to go in as well, these days, Rui Rui will live with me, mother and you look at the aunt to help arrange."

One of his houses is his studio. There are all kinds of poisons in the house. If people accidentally get contaminated, it is a matter of fun.

"Yes, it’s so decided. I’m going to list you to Jinghan, let him be responsible for writing, and let things go for Jingpeng’s errands. Other nieces will help you, and you will be waiting for newcomers. Let's go."

The son wants to be a relative, and finally can be justified. Ling Wang’s unspeakable happiness, Ling Chenglong on the side is also full of smiles, until this moment, Ling Jingxuan feels that perhaps his decision is correct, although he personally does not think What kind of guarantee can a marriage book have, and the family and his men care about it. For them, should he try to believe that marriage is not?

"Ling Shu, I want to sleep with Xiaowen tonight?"

The family talked for a while, probably saying how to arrange the wedding, Yan Yanrui Ling Jingxuan did not have any interest, did not participate, they just want to be a newcomer, the other is not so much attention, it is not too early to see the sky Everyone got up and went back to the house. When Ling Jingxuan was preparing to take the children to sleep, Chu Yan flashed and stopped them.

"Well, I have to sleep with Yan brother."

The other party, but the person who vowed to go home to be a wife and a woman, the little bun decisively had a wife who forgot to squat, ran up and excited to hug the Chu Yan waist, Ling Wen slightly hesitated and walked over to stand in front of him: I also want to sleep with Yan brother. My father told you to take a rest early. You don’t have to sleep with us tonight."

Speaking, Ling Wen took the hands of Chu Yan and Xiao Baozi respectively, and the three men swayed into the house and gently closed the door in front of them.

"Decisive is a small bun without conscience."

Ling Jingxuan suddenly had a feeling of crying and laughing. He knew that Chu Yan definitely wanted him to be alone with Yan Ruirui. He deliberately took over the task of taking care of the two buns. The big buns may also have this consideration, but? ? He dared to use the head of the man to guarantee, the little buns are absolutely forgotten.

"As the saying goes, when they are not married, they are our sons, and they become sons of daughter-in-law. I understand the meaning of this sentence thoroughly."

With one hand holding Ling Jingxuan, Yan Ruirui can not help but smile and shake his head. The problem is that his son is only five years old. Is this too early? In the event of a small text? ? Then he is not enough to enjoy his father's fun to lose his son? No, you have to find a way to separate them, at least let him enjoy a few more years, or else? ?

The corner of the eye can't help but sweep to the belly of his home Jing Xuan, maybe they regenerate one? "I said that you look at you, your face is ridiculous, and it’s scary."

Sensitively aware of his sight, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help pushing him, and he gently stroked his clothes. Just now he was watching his stomach? No, the correct saying is the lower abdomen, then he? ? In the blink of an eye, almost instantly, Ling Jingxuan guessed someone's thoughts. A touch of annoyance mixed with a rare shyness quickly swept through the eyes, the **** soul is light, he would not want to be better?

"Hey?? Nothing, Jingxuan, let's have a rest soon."

A hand grabbed his waist, Yan Ruirui thief smiled and leaned his head on his shoulder. Needless to say, just do it right, wait until their wedding night, what? ? At this time next year, maybe he will have a few soft and tender little sons. No, it’s still a good daughter. The sons are all other people’s homes. The daughter is the intimate little cotton jacket of a lifetime.

"Cough?"

The Chu Ci, who had been hanging out for a long time, couldn’t help but cough twice to remind them of his existence. Otherwise, he wouldn’t help but wonder if they would stage a live **** palace in front of him. He didn’t feel like this before. Lai Pei shameless? After a person loses memory, does it even change with temperament?

"You haven't slept yet?"

This reminds me of his existence, Yan Ruirui slightly let go of Ling Jingxuan a little, lifted his lazy sweep, and looked like a disgusted look. Although the words of Chu are not changed, the corner of the mouth is a meticulous one: "Congratulations to you Going into love, Rui Rui, he is coming soon?"

Ling Jingxuan found Xinyuan cooperation and Baiyunge. He knows that according to Zeng Shaoqing's character, I am afraid that he is already on the way. At that time, regardless of whether Yan Ruirui has recovered his memory, he must go back with his son.

"he?"

Picking up the eyebrows, Yan Ruirui stood up straight, the previous rogue-like moment disappeared cleanly, watching his beautiful face that was too much too good for a while before condensing: "If you refer to Zeng Shaoqing, you should Faster, the capital will take a carriage for half a month here. If the horse is going to work day and night, it will take up to seven days. He should have received the news long ago."

He didn't know what he was afraid of, and he forgot the dark battles between the royals, but he was not stupid. Many things can be guessed by guessing, but he still said that he could never solve the problem. In the face of problems, only a positive attack can only be solved, and escaping is never his style.

"Well, I know."

Twilight flashed quickly, and Chu’s remarks went over the room to the last room. Looking at the slender back, Ling Jingxuan’s eyes sank: “Chu Ci, I will ask again, you are still afraid, still Want to escape?"

If it is, he is too lazy to help him sort out those things. On the contrary, whether he is for himself or a little buns, or Chu Yan, he does not mind helping them.

The song of Chu was ready to open the door, and then a little self-deprecating: "Fear and escape is useful? As you said, we can't live in the past forever. Many things are different from before. My escape is not only good. I can't save everything, but it is possible to speed up the progress of certain things. Jing Xuan, Rui Rui, I will not escape again. After Shaoqing comes, I will take the children back with him, even if the opportunity is embarrassing, I also want Fight for another, no matter what the success or failure! Rui Rui, don't forget what you promised me. When one day we face the disaster, you must try to keep your child's life, at least let him grow up, you can look at this. The film belongs to the Yanshan royal family."

It’s always cold to almost indifferent eyes, bright and hot, and he’s been living with them for so long. He finally knows what he said when he met Ling Jingxuan for the first time. He used to follow the flow. Once in a fiasco, this time, he wants to gamble and see, in any case, to fight for a good future for the children, at any cost.

"The things I promised will never change."

Finally, he was willing to let go of Ling Jingxuan. Yan Ruirui was carrying his hands behind him and he was domineering. At this time, he was no longer the one who was in the face of Ling Jingxuan’s hippie smile and rogue, but his noble status, the only one in the Qing Dynasty. Prince.

"Thank you."

After the speech, Chu Ci opened the door, Ling Jingxuan opened his mouth, but did not say anything. Instead of saying something that is irrelevant now, it is better to give them a surprise when they leave, so that the day will not be too far. .

"What are you thinking?"

The Chu Ci disappeared in the same second in the line of sight, and Yan Haorui’s breath changed again. In front of him, he will always be his own.

"No, I just think that the royal family is too complicated. I don't want to let our son get involved so quickly."

Shaking his head, Ling Jingxuan returned to his house with him. If he could, he would like to wait two more years to bring the children back with him. He didn't want to let the children touch the dirty and disgusting things too early.

"Oh... I want to do so much? I haven't recovered my memory yet, even if I recover, if you don't want to, we can't settle down here."

On the matter of petting a woman and a child, Yan Ruirui asked himself the second in the world. It is estimated that no one dares to say that he is the first. Don’t look at him, he is always quiet, everything he does, what he said The only central point of every sentence is Ling Jingxuan. Now, it will be in the future.