MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Well? Mrs. Yuan wants the second uncle to wear Feng Guanxia to marry?"

In the royal study room, the pens raised by the Shaolong Emperor Yan Xiaoming, who was buried in the Shoulong case, could not go on. Over the years, there have been some timid and timid teenagers who have grown into sturdy men, and the domineering eyebrows are full of emperors. The unique peach blossom eyes of the Yan family are dark and bright, and they are not at the bottom, as if they carry the entire universe.

"Responding to the squatting, the people of Yuntai's ecstasy really said this. Yifeng, today, they are all hunting, and there is no man in the family. Mrs. Yuan moved out of the dignitary to suppress people. The wedding of the right phase and Lu Guogong was temporarily put on hold, and the slaves were pure and pure. Since Yun Taiyu was so strong, why did he send a special notice to his majesty?"

Zhao An Zhao Gonggong, who was responsible for reporting to him, accompanied his smiling face and a bunch of nonsense with his lala. Yan Xiaoming glanced at him with a deep meaning, and put aside the cinnabar pen with one hand and lazily holding his head. A strange smile: "Zhao An, look at you is old, grandma needs help for grandchildren?"

Mrs. Yuan Da? Recently, he just felt that he had a good life in the temple, and there was a problem at home. This time, he was afraid that it would not be good.

"Can you be an ordinary grandmother and a grandson?"

Zhao An's eyelid jumped, couldn't help but whisper mutter, and he had been with him for a long time. Occasionally, he would also be brave and vomiting him, although the next wait for him would definitely not be a good fruit.

Sure enough, the next second screamed and stunned, and Zhao’s subconsciously stepped back two steps: “Hey, your majesty, the slaves are small, don’t scare the slaves...”

"What do you scare you?"

As if enjoying his fear, Yan Xiaoming’s line of sight slowly descended and finally condensed between his legs, saying in a very strange and uncertain tone: “Zhao An, I remember good words, You don’t have the stuff in your pants, why do you always feel that you are missing?"

Every day makes you play and remember, is there still a shortage of slaves?

If you can, Zhao An really wants to force him back, but he doesn't dare. Occasionally, a small whisper can be regarded as a way to relax between the master and the servant. If you really jump up to talk to him, don't doubt, At this time next year, his grave is estimated to be long.

"Hey? Where are you going?"

Just as he complained, Yan Xiaoming had stood up and was ready to leave. He looked at the dragon case and spread it. Zhao An quickly chased it up. Yan Xiao’s head did not return: “The two uncles were wronged. Jingyun Mountain Villa is a rare place to eat and hang down, can you stay in the deep palace again?"

Ok, he said so loudly, the speed under his feet is several times faster. Zhao An has to catch up with him, but he has no time to vomit. It is also hard for him, even if there is one less thing between the legs, it is reduced. With the resistance of the wind, the body of more than forty can't be compared with the high-spirited body of the seventeenth.

There are still some distances from the Imperial Palace to Jingyun Mountain Villa. In addition, Yan Xiaoming is a micro-service private visit. There are also many preparations to be made. When he arrives at Jingyun Mountain Villa, the people who returned will return, and they all know that it happened in the morning. The thing that was most mad at this time was not that Ling’s brother was oppressed by Ling Jingxuan, nor was it directly humiliating Ling Jinghan, but it was another prospective groom’s official, young and promising Lu Guogong. .

"Mother, respect John, I will not let you be wronged, I will definitely give you an account of this."

After a long silence, Yuan Shaoqi clenched his fists, his teeth creaked, and the suffocating air in his eyes seemed to be alive and smashing someone.

After all, it’s his own man. Seeing him so angry, it’s a lie to say that he doesn’t feel bad. But Ling Jinghan doesn’t have any intention to stop him. Very embarrassed, he is not a good person, not even the kind. When people are behind the yin, can the adults greatly forgive each other's living Bodhisattvas, can the National Government still have more suitable speakers than Yuan Shaoqi?

"You don't want to toss up, didn't listen to the mother-in-law, she has already made a decree, and the marriage is over. The door of the government office is too high. I can't afford it."

When everyone is silent, Ling Jingxuan is not sure which pot to open, which scares our young and promising Luguo tolerance point diaper pants, immediately a face and aggrieved: "Big brother, can you tell me something?" ?"

He is awkward, is there more wood than Dou?

"Get out of the way, who is your big brother, does Ben Bing look like the kind of reasoning person?"

When he said that he was disgusted, Ling Jingxuan’s face was still smiling, but his eyes were so cold.

Yuan Shaoqi’s mouth was pumping, and the tiger’s body was shocked. He suddenly straightened his waist: “Yes, of course, when you look down today, who else is more reasonable than my older brother?”

"If you want to say that we are going to be a family, Benedict likes you."

"Hello hahaha"

"Ha ha..."

Ling Jingxuan was also pleased with the hand and patted his shoulder. It was originally because the heavy and boring hall suddenly sounded loud and laughter, whether it was the cold and indifferent Chu Yunhan or the arrogant and savage Sikong. Or Xue Wuyang, who is enchanting and evil, even including buns, big and small, everyone holding their stomachs and laughing, and the two are too funny.

"It’s almost like laughing. I carefully laughed at the big teeth and talked about the wind."

The atmosphere was almost relieved. Ling Jingxuan seemed to helplessly shake his head. Yan Yurui looked at his eyes and gave him a polite look. The wife and the wife are particularly intimate. To make things happen, let everyone be happy and happy.

"Ling Shu, are you having a way?"

Pushing the little buns that were on him, Yan Xiaoming, who came from the palace, looked at him with his eyes, and there was no way. Now the sea is flat, although the treasury is slightly empty because of the war, it can be Qing’s The economic system has been perfected, and the development of agriculture has gradually kept up. The most important thing is that their small money-saving experts have taken root in the household, and the national treasury is not rich. Under such a good prospect, he is deeply locked in the inner palace. The emperor will inevitably be bored. In addition to busy state affairs on weekdays, at most it is to tease Zhao An. It’s hard to meet someone who picks up a thorn. He can’t be eager.

"There must be a method, that is, to see what level you want, I personally prefer to kill chickens and monkeys!"

A faint sweep of his eyes, Ling Jingxuan took a cup of tea and sighed, the so-called killing of the monkey, is definitely the highest level, joking, he is arrogant, the old mother of the prince is being bullied, he can also adopt a soft policy?

You must know that on weekdays, he was bothered by his mother’s annoyance at home, and he didn’t dare to scream when his tears drowned. The great lady of Yuan’s family fell down. When he came, he was so angry that his old mother’s grievances shed tears. He dared to be gentle. ?

"The old country is good. I handed the note personally at noon today, but let me send it."

Ling Wenyi said at a glance at his own name.

"Small text is to ask the government for sympathy?"

Ling Jingxuan, who is also a person? I don’t understand the deep meaning hidden by my son?

"The government office will be the second uncle sooner or later. The foundation of the injured government is equal to hurting our own foundation."

Don't look at his young age. I can see clearly when I look at things. Although he only blew away the old man at noon, he can't blame him. Who told him to come back at noon and hear someone bullying them. However, the old country official has also submitted a note at this time, he did not let people have a good hand.

"Amount...you can't do it yourself, why are you still pulling everyone together?"

Ling Jingxuan’s help turned his eyes and said nothing, he was not afraid that he would marry the government office and break the money! He said that he was so stunned, what if he was not a white man?

"This is not a trick. It is to avoid unnecessary losses. The money is not blown by the wind. Can you avoid being shunned?"

Well, after a few days of mixing, Ling Wen’s mouth seems to be more versatile. Most of it is made out of the group of ministers who want money. Decisive court is a good place to raise people.

"The old country is a Hummer, we still have to give this face."

Yan Yirui, who has never interrupted, pretends to be serious. Seeing that both their father and son are in the government of the country, Ling Jingxuan, who did not intend to move the government, is also happy to push the boat: "Oh, don't move the government, Soc, you How is your relationship with your family?"

"No feelings!"

Yuan Shaoqi didn't even think about it, he just picked himself up and cleaned it. He didn't have any feelings with him, and he crossed him directly to inherit the title of Guogong, and he still had a title after he made the battle. The government is even more prosperous. When his family sees it, his eyes are not his eyes, his nose is not the nose, not to mention his **** wife. In a word, the government is not the same as the father. In the disk, it is impossible for him to give up the wife who is not easy to ask.

"This way."

Ling Jingxuan heard the words banging on the table, everyone knows that he must be wondering what the ghosts are, all waiting for the tacit understanding, but one by one.

"Oh, hungry, come, prepare dinner!"

"Touch and touch one by one"

The eagerly awaited people instantly declared their death, a pair of resentful and vicious eyes glaring at him, Grandma

He dare not be so pitted?

"Hey, let me see this matter and give it to me and Xiaowu."

I don't know how long it took, and I couldn't stand the request of my old man's Ling Wen's face with a black line, and they lost their nerves. Otherwise, they were all given neuropathy.

"Cough and cough one by one, big brother, Xiaowen, this is my family matter, can I solve it myself?"

Yuan Shaoqi put on the appearance of a little daughter-in-law, especially cautious, no way, who made the loss is the old lady of the National Government, although he has never admitted that she is his mother from the beginning to the end, but the facts She is his aunt, and this will never change, unless he smashes the shackle and can take the woman off.

"No!"

This time it was not only Ling Jingxuan's father and son, but some people at the venue gave him a back together. Yuan Shaoqi was afraid of shrinking to Ling Jinghan's back. He was recruiting whoever provoked it. It was obviously the woman's fault, one by one for the wool. Are you scared of him? He is not awkward!

"I am sorry for Xiaowen. This time I can't hand it over to you, but I can let you participate."

With a fascinating look, Ling Jingxuan suddenly became unpredictable and deepened. The ice-cold bloodthirsty has not appeared in his eyes for a long time. Seeing here, everyone in the place knows, don’t look at him, he always smiles, and feels happy. Adjusting the atmosphere, I am afraid that he is really angry this time, and Yuan’s big lady can’t run this time.

"You are jealous, you have the final say!"

Ling Wenyi is very reluctant to compromise, but he can't see any stubborn meaning in his face. Who are their fathers and sons? Whoever does the same, as long as the results are the same.

[End of this chapter]