Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Civil, do you still agree with Jing Xuan?"

Yan Ruirui, sitting on the chair with his legs tilted, looked out of the window and ran to the children and Ling Jingxuan, who was talking to the little apprentice. He showed a smile on his face. He liked the ambitious and diligent and respectful Jing Xuan. The eyes always convey a very arrogant and confident message, as if you are talking to people anytime, anywhere, as long as I am interested, I will definitely get it, no one wants to stop, but the most valuable thing Yes, his unscrupulous means will never be built on the premise of hurting others, unless others first provoke him, Yan Ruirui knows, just give him the opportunity to let him grow, even if he does not rely on the glory he gave him, he will also be in time Daqing Dynasty has a certain right to speak in the scope of the Daqing Dynasty. Even he still feels that even if he is the one on the dragon chair, he will not be able to eat good fruit. He is definitely the kind of person who dares to lick his face. Man, and now, the way he loves him is to provide him with all the conveniences, to accompany him all the way to grow up, he, to witness his power.

"I don't dare to belong."

I don’t know where it came from. Yan Shan stood in the shadow of the respectful and clenched fists. During this time, he was hiding in the dark to protect them. He did not see Ling Jingxuan’s powerful ability. For a farmer, he is indeed outstanding. It is also standing beside the main son, but he is only a farmer after all. The master is the noblest prince of the Daqing dynasty. How can his prince be a farmer? Being a side squat is already lifting him up.

The smile on his face slowly converges, and Yan Ruirui turned his head and glanced at him: "Noble identity, wealth in the rich world, even the appearance of the body, these I have, Yan Shan, you think I still have to find One side of the same mirror? How about the farmer, as long as I say yes, he will be able to look at the world, he is the only person who can make me forget the shadow of my heart, even if I want to keep it, this alone, He is enough to be my only king."

What's more, he also gave him two lovely and intelligent sons, the only one who can touch his heart.

Yan Xiaorui, who does not laugh, always gives people an unattainable sense of sorrow and sorrow. For those who admire him, it has absolutely fatal appeal, but for his subordinates such as Yan Shan, it is extremely dangerous. Because, no one knows if he will turn his face and kill in the next second.

"His will treat him as another master and swear to protect."

Yan Shan knees down on one knee. At this moment, he is sincere. A person who can let the master forget the shadow of his heart, even if it is a flower, he is also worthy of their king.

"I don't want to see the scene when you first met."

Slowly turning his eyes back out of the window, Yan’s voice couldn’t tell the softness, but with an unquestionable order, Yan Shan was not the kind of shadow guard who grew up with him since he was a child. They were at the age of fourteen. A member of a killer organization that was annihilated after a meritorious deed, although they are loyal to the ups and downs on weekdays, they are friends in private, and he does not want to one day have to solve them for Jingxuan.

"Yes"

After the response, Yan Shan’s figure disappeared strangely. At the same time, Ling Jingxuan took two sons and walked in. In the past few days, he has been busy teaching Han Fei and Ling Jingpeng about the cultivation of bacteria and the control of humidity temperature. Waiting for things, except for the mid-waters in the middle of the month, I poured them into the land where they opened up. He went to the scene to check it out. Basically, he didn’t go out. When the weather was cold, it was cold. The first batch of fungi was almost the same today. After the harvest, he decided to temporarily put down the things in his hands, took the children to the town to go shopping, and by the way with the Zhang treasurer to discuss the acquisition related matters.

"Is it all good?"

Yan Ruirui got up and greeted him. His hand habitually wanted to climb his waist, but he was intercepted by the small buns Lingwu. The little guy didn’t feel that he had broken the good things of the old man. He looked up and giggled, and he saw Yan Ruiru and laughed. I am so angry, I can only help him with helplessness. "Well, let's just leave."

Nodded, Ling Jingxuan's heel turned, and the family of four went out. Ling Jingpeng had been waiting for them with the old Song who was responsible for driving. Yan Shan did not know where to come from, and he still rode a whole body. The dark horse, the two bun eyes brightened, and they released their hands and rushed over.

"Good Malaysia, more beautiful than ours, uncle, is this your horse?"

They don't understand horses, but they don't mean they don't understand beauty and ugliness. The horses under Yan Shan's horse don't know how many times better than their horses. The little buns sweet Mimi's hand reaches out.

"hiss"

"Ah!" The horse screamed and scared Lingwu to hurry back and grab his brother tightly. Ling Wen saw his brother scared, and the big eyes of the round eyes screamed as if he was not ignorant. On the other side, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but roll his eyes. What kind of animal is there? What kind of animal is there? Is it difficult for him to think that he is a good-looking child?

"The little master, the pursuit of the wind is a thousand miles of BMW, the temper is a little wild, but also hope that the little master does not see strange."

Ignoring Ling Jingxuan’s obvious belly, Yan Shan’s fluttering flying down, it’s really flying down. The two buns instantly forget the previous unhappiness, and the big eyes climbed up to the naked worship, although they are also very powerful, but this Uncle seems to be more powerful, he will fly like a bird.

"Uncle, can you fly?"

"You just flew down, we saw it."

The two buns looked at him in front and behind, and Yan Shan was unclear. So he subconsciously nodded: "Well, that is light work. If the little master wants to learn, he can teach you."

Originally, his mission was to teach them one, as long as they don’t dislike him as much as they dislike Yan Feng. Until now, he still remembers the appearance of Yan Yi’s attack. He is not willing to experience the same as him. Strike.

"Okay, okay, but my uncle, I want to fly first, can you take me to the town?"

Ling Wu was so excited that he slapped his slap in the face. Ling Wen was also a pair of eyes, and nodded with a sigh of relief. They tried everything, and they never tried to fly in the sky.

"Ha?" Yan Shan was dumbfounded, took them to the town? Are they kidding him?

"Can't you?" The two buns would look at their faces long ago. They both looked at each other and their eyes were hydrated and moist. It seemed to be crying out. Yan Yanrui, who was next to him, couldn’t help but laugh, and looked at Ling Jingxuan. The hand is tight and tight, even if his light work is the only way in the world, it is necessary to carry the two children all the way to the town, it seems to be too tired to collapse?

"No, no, no problem." They couldn't stand the same face as Yan Ruirui, and they still had to cry. Yan Shan couldn't help but waved his hand and had to grit his teeth.

"Yeah! Did you hear it? Uncle wants to take us to the town, I can fly..."

"Oh, we can fly in the sky too..."

The two buns heard the words, turning their faces as fast as flipping a book, instantly smashing three feet high, happy around the Yanling two circles, finally realized that their quilt Yanshan suddenly could not resist all kinds of convulsions, except That face, their character actually inherited the master, will they still have a good life in the future? It seems that he now has a feeling of darkness.

"Oh... then it will bother you!" Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan gave Yan Shan a good face for the first time. However, how his smile can see how infiltrate people, at least Yan Shan feels like this.

So, on the official road to the town, everyone saw a strange scene, a handsome man with a child in a hand flying in the air, and below, a horse is also chasing after, then behind Far away is a horse carriage that is extremely gorgeous in the country. The people in the carriage are laughing from time to time, cleverly intertwined with the silver bells in the air, forming a song that is enough to suffocate someone. symphony.

When he arrived at Xinyuan Restaurant, Yan Shan thought that he was finally liberated. He did not expect that the little master was actually addicted. He asked him to continue to fly in the town with him. Yan Shan almost didn’t vomit blood on the spot, but he could not bear to refuse. I can only fight with my life and continue to fly, fly, fly...

"What about their younger brother?"

The carriage stopped at the entrance of Xinyuan, and Ling Jingxuan, who jumped out from the inside, looked strangely at the big buns with one hand behind him. How did he stand here alone?

"My brother still wants to fly. Sugi took him to the market."

"Haha."

When the voice fell, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help it anymore. The exaggerated smile fell on Yan Ruirui. My heart couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up to the little buns. It is worthy of his son. Good, this is the highest state of abuse. ?

"Jing Xuan, you are here, can't you go in?"

When Zhang Zhang, who had something to go out, came back to see them, the guy who quickly dropped his peers greeted him. Ling Jingxuan, who could not restrain himself, had to hold back his smile and turned back: "We are just arrived, Zhang Laoge Why did you go early this morning?"

It’s cold now, and the dawn is too late. Even if it’s already the time of the day, the street is crowded with people. It’s still very early for those who enjoy the habit.

"This is not the last time you sent a drawing, let me look for the blacksmith and the carpenter to make the corresponding pot and table. Yesterday, the table was delivered. I know you are coming today. I will bring it in the morning. People go to take the pot, say Jing Xuan, you let us do so many weird things to do?"

The shopkeeper took the special pot from the hand of the man and sent it to him. This is just a sample, and the rest are all pulled in from the back door.

"Well, it's not bad. If you can match the table, it's perfect."

After taking the Jiugongge pot and looking at it, Ling Jingxuan was satisfied with the nod, winter came, and what is better than eating hot pot? He deliberately asked them to create pots and tables for hot pots in order to launch hot pots.

"Only this one? I remember drawing a shabu-shabu drawing?"

In the shabu-shabu, you can't use Jiugongge. In order to adapt to everyone's taste, he is especially jealous that they have to do two kinds of pots. "Inside, according to what you said, this pot and table made thirty sets, that kind of you. I said that only the fifteen pots were made. I just brought them back together. The table arrived yesterday. Let's go and have a look."

The treasurer made a gesture of asking, and the group turned and entered the store. Ling Wen turned and looked around before leaving. It seemed that Ling Wu, who was not worried about flying outside, was flying.