The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1048 Chapter 1048: Old People Meet (1)

Jiang Yanji calmly looked at the woman without saying a word, as if thinking about something.

Feng Zhen on the side saw the appearance of the woman. The original dull eyes lighted for a moment, and there were a few gleams of appreciation in his eyes.

Don't look at Feng Zhen's unbridled love and freedom, but in a way, this prodigal son is a "passionate" person.

How many beauties are there?

There are countless people who are ashamed of flowers and who are thin and fat around the moon.

Three thousand beauties, Feng Zhen loves Sister Yu alone.

If it is not the mature Yujie, even if the woman looks beautiful, it is indifferent and tasteless in his eyes.

The plain-clothed woman in front of him happened to be Feng Zhen's favorite type.

Faces are like goose eggs, and skin is like curd. A pair of Dan Fengyan eyes, slender eyes, inside hook and outside, two curved ink eyebrows like February willow leaves. The bright eyes are beautiful, the figure is slim and slim, and the waist is like a willow. Even wearing light-colored clothes, it still cannot hide the mature intellectuality.

According to Feng Zhen's standards, he can give this woman a score of over ninety.

Although the beauty is good, it is not necessary to take it for granted. Fengzheng's mentality is mostly appreciation.

Seeing that his protagonist was silent, Feng Zhen smiled, "Don't the lady speak seriously?"

The woman tightened the tenderness in her sleeve secretly, but answered calmly on her face.

"What is said is true, how dare a little woman bet on her own life?"

The woman smiled with raised lips, as if the previous anxiety and worry were dazzled by others.

The Hanyu Pass was smashed by the enemy, and there were killing shouts everywhere. The servants and maids were all busy fleeing.

The woman was born in Hejian County and married to Cangzhou in her 29th year.

Although she is a clan woman, she also knows what will happen to the family of the enemy after the city breaks.

Before Jiang Yanji arrived, the soldiers looted money, murdered the fleeing servants, and thought of silver evil in Fuzhong girls.

When the other side chambers Xiaoyan Liushen had no master, the woman decisively called the female relatives and children to avoid the inner courtyard, and resisted for a moment by the wall. While hiding in the inner courtyard, she heard the movement of several nieces caught by the enemy soldiers, and the miserable voice even covered the shouting outside.

Therefore, when the gate of the inner court was kicked open, the woman mistakenly thought that Jiang Yanji and others were not good.

If nothing is done, the female family members in the yard are worried, and it is difficult for a few young children to save their lives.

In desperation, the woman simply moved out of Jiang Yanji, hoping to have a vitality.

She really knew Jiang Yanji, and she had some contact when she was young, and she did not lie when she said she was an "old man."

Feng Zhen glanced at the woman and turned to look at his main character, who was staring at him with black and white eyes.

"This is interesting. My Lord is in front of you. If you are really my Lord's old man, why don't you recognize it?"

He looked at the woman with a smile, and the other party quickly understood Feng's true meaning, and his pale face suddenly disappeared.

"Willow, Liu Yan?"

The woman's eyes turned and fell on Jiang Yanji, who was in the middle, with a little disbelief in her words.

She didn't expect Jiang Yanji to be in front of her!

Feng Zhen just wanted to raise her lips, but her host nodded at the woman.

"Well, it's been a long time."

Fengzhen: "..."

Not--

This woman is really the old knowledge of the protagonist?

Feng Zhen is aggressive, and the audience is also aggressive. They don't have the same memory as Jiang Yanji.

After a commotion, the ancient man who dived for a long time jumped out.

[Smuggling in Africa]: Yeah—this younger sister is a little familiar. I remember that she was one of the noble ladies who appeared when the anchor just started the live broadcast, or handkerchief of Shangguanwan. Just madly rummaged through the live studio notes and finally found her-Wan Xiuer!

[Ghost talent Guo Fengxiao]: Rub-you are alive, big brother-

[Qilin]: Worship big brother!

[Shovel Worker]: Worship Big Brother!

[I met you at the age of ten]: Come on, Elf Ball! Catch a big guy alive!

Anyone who knows the live broadcast room knows that the first viewer in the live broadcast room is this [Smuggling in Africa], and the original recorded video was also circulated from him. It is said that this person is also the founder of the Emperor Live Forum and the column editor of related magazines.

There are rumors in the rivers and lakes, and local tyrants have invested millions, just to buy his ancient ID, but unfortunately they are not willing to sell it.

The woman is Wan Xiuer, and Jiang Yanji had several relationships with him.

When she heard Jiang Yanji's response, Changsong breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know which corpse Jiang Xiji crawled out of. The whole body was covered with blood, and she was frightened.

How could she recognize such a terrifying look?

You know, the last time they met was eight years ago!

Jiang Yanji is much taller than an ordinary woman, and even many men are looking up at her. Wearing armor, wearing a helmet and holding a double hammer, stood there simply. It was a young general full of British spirit, who would associate her with a woman.

"Your husband's family?"

Jiang Yanji looked at her attire and frowned slightly.

If Wan Xiue's husband is an enemy general in Hanyuguan, it is estimated that even the body would be cold at this moment.

Although Jiang Yanji would not show mercy, but the deceased's husband was killed as soon as the old people met, and it was somewhat embarrassing.

Wan Xiu'er sighed calmly.

"The husband's family is a cold-shoulder gatekeeper, now it is-presumably it has been reported to the Yanwangdian."

The more calm the other side, the more embarrassing Jiang Yanji was.

Wan Xiu'er died of her husband, and her response was dull, but her husband's chamber and children cried and trembled, not even taking into account the image.

Hearing this movement, Wan Xiuer lowered his eyelids with a dull look, and his lips cornered.

Jiang Yanji is also cheeky, and her embarrassing emotions have not been retained for a long time. She calmly said, "Reading you and I will be in love. When the war ends, I will return your husband's corpse. Anyway, I can get back into the ground, so as not to be a corpse wilderness."

Wan Xiu'er said, "I am your prisoner. Thunder and rain are all grace. If the dead husband can find the whole body, it will be a good start."

Her response angered the crying cell, scolding her one by one.

"You are an old vixen who can't give birth to eggs. The master treats you well on weekdays. Now that he is gone, you won't even drop a tear--"

"Did you curse Master early and die? How about climbing another tall branch?"

"What a poisonous heart, viper woman, you will have retribution sooner or later!"

Several jade-like chambers cried, and several immature children's dens twitched in their arms.

Wan Xiu'er didn't even bother to raise his brows.

Seeing this, Jiang Yanji ordered people to take these noisy women and children down. The action was not rough, but it was not gentle enough.

"Looking like this, you haven't been very happy over the years."

Wan Xiuer put the scattered hair bun behind her ears, looking calm.

"The girls in the backyard are mostly like this. They are as chic and comfortable as you. How many people can there be in the world?"

(End of this chapter)