Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

The hunters were so frightened that they retreated and begged, "We will give you all the prey we have. We only ask you to spare our lives."

"Puchi!" Feng Ranhua couldn't help laughing, "Do we look like robbers?"

The five people were stunned. Isn't this a robbery?

Then, the five people focused their eyes on the fairy-like woman opposite. She was so beautiful, and her aura was the same as that of the village chief.

"Hey." One of the brave hunters scratched his head and smiled reluctantly, "The girl is so kind and lucky. She is a good person..."

The incoherent compliments were given as if they were free.

Although the words are not clear enough, it can be seen that they are all honest farmers.

"Uncle, let me ask you, why is there a bald spot in that valley?" Feng Ranhua didn't tease them and asked directly, pointing to the rocky hill.

The hunter looked at the stone that Feng Ranhua pointed to, and it turned out that he was really asking for directions:

"My grandfather said that the land there was naturally bare. It was all stone. But there was one strange thing. When the stone was dug out, it was full of loose black stones. They were soft and not solid, so they were not easy to use."

When Feng Ranhua heard this, his fox eyes sparkled and said, "Oh my god, a coal mine!"

After getting the news, let the hunter leave.

Before leaving, the hunter kindly said, "Don't go to that valley. It's haunted. People will be poisoned for no apparent reason and die."

miasma?

Feng Ranhua followed the direction pointed by the hunter, which was right in front of them. The air in the jungle was poisonous, was there only miasma?

"Thank you!" Feng Ranhua nodded. The natural formation was a Feng Shui treasure land.

He turned around and asked Bai Qi to throw a few pieces of silver. He said that they were still hunting at such an old age. They were all poor people who were hunting for a living.

Several hunters took the silver, put their hands together, bowed, and kept expressing their thanks.

After Captain Chen and his men cleared a path, they arrived at the Stone Mountain, which was estimated to be about five acres wide.

Feng Ranhua took out his sword and pointed it at a piece of loose ground. He stabbed it and brought out black particles.

Everyone was imitating the wind-dyed painting, poking holes in the ground everywhere.

Feng Ranhua picked up the black particles and ground them into powder. Her beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter. “It’s really a coal mine.”

It is still a bare mine and can be mined directly.

Feng Ranhua made a prompt decision and built a base on the mountain adjacent to the coal mine. Coincidentally, there was a natural waterfall in that area and there was enough fresh water.

After a day's work, the group accomplished their mission and hunted some pheasants and rabbits before returning home.

An hour later, when they returned to the cabin, they were all dumbfounded.

Under the porch of the wooden house, Han Jinyan, who was dressed in dark purple silk, had a milky white and round little guy sleeping in his arms. The skin was as smooth as a baby's, the little nose was playful and cute, and the pink and tender cherry lips were slightly open because of deep sleep.

Obviously it was Xiao Ling'er.

He gently slid his fingertips across the little girl's crystal clear face, his eyes extremely gentle.

The tall figure supports the world, and is surrounded by a kind of love called fatherly love.

The world suddenly came to a standstill in their eyes. The green trees and houses behind the prince were submerged at this moment, and the bright sunshine coming towards them was also obscured.

All that remains is this magnificent scene of the world.

Hearing the footsteps, Han Jinyan tilted his head slightly, his eyes like snow, and responded with a faint smile: "Hua'er, you're back."

Like an old married couple who support each other.

At this moment, the prince only had Miss Feng in his eyes. They were just a background. Everyone bowed and dispersed obediently.

Feng Ranhua frowned and sat on the stone chair next to Han Jinyan.

There happened to be a set of tea set there, so she poured herself a cup of tea and drank it slowly without looking up at him. Her expression was indifferent and distant.

"Hua'er, I miss you." Han Jinyan said aggrievedly, his eyes full of resentment and sadness.

What a good sentence, it sounds just like the tone of a slutty white lotus.

"Puchi——" a mouthful of tea spurted out directly from Feng Ranhua's mouth.

She glared at him with her beautiful eyes: "You Korean scumbag!"

Han Zhahuo, hearing Huaer say it again, suddenly felt very familiar.

The thin summer shirt only accentuated her graceful figure.

With his fox eyes glaring and his red lips grinning, he looks like a little hedgehog with its fur standing on end.

It was the painting he had been dreaming about day and night.

"Shh! Xiao Ling'er is still sleeping." A flowing smile appeared on Han Jinyan's handsome face.

Feng Ranhua glanced at the quiet and well-behaved Xiao Ling'er who was sleeping soundly. His chubby white paws clenched the corner of Han Zhahuo's clothes into a fist. The sarcastic words that were on the tip of his tongue were held back in his stomach, and he snorted ambiguously.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Ranhua lowered her voice and asked unhappily.

"I am worried about King Xuan, and I want to build a military defense line in Hufeng County. Most importantly, I am worried about you and the children, so I have to guard them myself."

Han Jinyan tilted his head, looked at Huaer lovingly, and sweet words came out of his mouth.

Feng Ranhua glanced at him and muttered, "Damn it, has this Han scum eaten honey? He flirts with her as soon as he opens his mouth."

Bai Qi, who was far away, stared at Han Jinyan with great contempt. When this man came, he felt uncomfortable all over, as if his sister would be snatched away by him at any time.

Suddenly, Feng Ranhua remembered that this guy already knew that she was Feng Ranhua.

Instantly, she said with an extremely firm and fierce look in her eyes: "Qingling, take Xiao Ling'er away!"

Qingling, who was making goat milk powder, heard the young lady's suppressed roar of anger. She quickly put down the fine porcelain bowl in her hand, ignored the awkward atmosphere between them, picked up Xiao Ling'er and ran away.

Han Jinyan suddenly felt empty in his arms, and full of sorrow. Facing the obvious disgust in Hua'er's eyes, all the words he wanted to say were rolled into a ball and stuck in his throat, but he didn't know how to start.

After a while, he said:

"Hua'er, I'm sorry!"

Feng Ranhua raised the corner of his mouth strangely, and sneered wildly:

"Who are you, the King of Han, sorry for? You are the god of war who led 150,000 troops to protect the border. Who are you sorry for?"

Every sentence is heartbreaking.

Han Jinyan felt bitter in his heart, and regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. He stood up, walked to the other side of the painting, and said with pain in his eyes:

"I never knew you existed, but I'm so lucky that person is you."

"When I received the news that day, I thought about it all night and thought of many possibilities. Huaer, you don't want me anymore, Huaer doesn't want to see me anymore...

Any possibility would break my heart.

You had originally planned to go to Chong County that day to apologize, but the Second Prince of Donghu led his troops to start a war, and we were delayed until today."

Hearing this, Feng Ranhua remained unmoved and glanced over coldly:

"Fuck you, the worst thing that ever happened to me is meeting you!!! Hurry up, go back to where you came from."

Han Jinyan suddenly disappeared.

Feng Ranhua had a hint of sarcasm on her face, and she did not try to hide it. This scumbag suddenly appeared in front of her like a ghost.

"Hua'er, I just got out." Han Jinyan looked at her with a smile.

Feng Ranhua: “…………”

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