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

Third Master Han had never taken the Feng family seriously. He looked down upon the fact that Marquis Yongen would make trouble from time to time in Yizhou.

The assassins sent back news that Feng was as beautiful as a fairy.

snort!

What is there to be afraid of when this beautiful woman with nothing but beauty gives birth to a pair of bastards whose father is unlucky?

Soon, he was slapped in the face.

"Well, my niece-in-law is good. She was well educated by the Feng family. I have always said that I would visit Lord Feng in Yizhou, but I heard that he is ill, so it is not a good idea to go there rashly." Mr. Han San tried his best to confirm the relationship between the Han family and the Feng family.

Han Jinyan's eyebrows twitched. After Marquis Yongen arrived in Yizhou capital, the rumors spread quickly throughout the streets and alleys, and it was all thanks to his third uncle.

"I just happened to have something to ask Uncle San. When we were in Yandu, it was Uncle San who handled the marriage negotiations with the Feng family. Where are the relevant documents now?"

Master Han was slightly shocked and secretly delighted. This trip also had another purpose, which was to use his status as an elder to confirm the matter with the Feng family.

The Feng family is in decline, and the Feng clan has lost their reputation. It is still unclear whether Han Jinyan, this stubborn man, can maintain his position as the king of Yizhou in the future.

"Oh, what a coincidence. I've always heard that you and Feng Shi have a good relationship. Back then in Yandu, you were forced by the situation and had a lot of troubles. Fortunately, you two are still in love.

Therefore, this time when I came to Yanmen Mountain, I brought the marriage certificate and other documents with me."

Mr. Han Sanye, a slightly plump old white-faced man, had a look of joy on his face, as if he was genuinely happy that Han Jinyan had found a beautiful woman.

"Thank you, uncle."

Han Jinyan took the marriage proposal with both hands and read it several times. There were only a few lines, but the two words "wind-dyed painting" and "Han Jinyan" imprinted on it were like the bright moon rising from the sea, eternal and meaningful.

He placed it carefully on the table.

Uncle Han frowned thoughtfully. It turned out that this boy really had his eyes on the daughter of the Feng family.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Han Jinyan felt relieved. He slowly opened the lid of the cup and took a sip of tea.

"Uncle San, there is one more thing. The He family is deeply involved with the three villages of Yanhu. This case is not yet resolved, so I need Xinrong to stay here for a while longer."

"Eh."

Uncle Han’s joy disappeared and he said with a melancholy look on his face.

"As she should, she should cooperate with the investigation. It won't hurt for her to stay for a few days. Your third aunt, seeing that Xinrong had entrusted her to the wrong person, and the He family... the whole family died tragically, she was so angry that she vomited blood for two days and is now bedridden. I will go back and talk to your aunt. Xinrong will be back soon."

Han Jinyan remained calm:

"Aunt San is ill? I sent someone to send a message, asking Zhao Zhao to bring the best medicinal herbs to accompany Aunt San more. Aunt San used to like Zhao Zhao the most. Zhao Zhao is also good at making people laugh, so he can comfort her a little."

"Yes, yes. Your Third Aunt loves Zhao Zhao the most, so Xinrong helped you, Jinyan, investigate the case. When I heard about the money, I have arranged for someone to apologize.

The end of the year is approaching, and we in Yizhou should take stock of the warehouses, so I won't stay any longer." Third Master Han glanced at him lightly.

The uncle and nephew said another friendly farewell.

On the main road.

"Master, the young lady..." the personal bodyguard who was holding the horse next to Master Han San asked softly.

Mr. Han narrowed his eyes, and his kind smile in front of others was filled with sinister aura:

"No, Xinrong knows her limits, and she doesn't know much. To prevent any mishaps, we'll leave a spy here and ask him to tell us more about Xinrong."

"Yes." The guard beside him replied in a low voice, "Master, there is someone."

When Mr. Han Sanye and his companions heard the sounds of children playing coming from the opposite side, they consciously kept quiet.

"Hey, Xiao Ling'er, did you not eat well? Look at your small body, you are not as heavy as your brother."

Xiao Ling'er giggled in her mother's arms, revealing her four little fangs. When she heard her mother say her brother's name, she tried to climb up to her brother with both hands.

When Xiao Jier saw his sister looking for him, a faint smile appeared in his auspicious phoenix eyes and he handed the jade tiger in his hand to his sister.

Suddenly, Master Han stopped and stared at Xiao Ji'er without blinking.

Little Ji'er was born with a perceptive personality. Feeling the gaze of a stranger, he put away his smile, and his long, curled eyelashes flickered slightly, looking at Master Han San with a hint of curiosity.

Uncle Han looked at the delicate little face and the iconic auspicious eyes, and his heart sank little by little.

The little guy showed no fear at all, just like when he first saw that guy after returning from Yandu.

impossible!

He turned his gaze little by little, and there was only one stunningly beautiful woman, Feng.

Eyes facing each other.

There seemed to be sparks flying in the air.

Feng Ranhua raised her eyebrows slightly, held Xiao Ling'er tighter in her arms, and said with a smile, "Hello, Third Master Han."

There was no warmth in his eyes.

This old white-faced man is always a smiling tiger.

Why do you want to eat people? ! !

Feng Ranhua saw that he looked dazed, as if he had not heard her words, so she just walked past him.

"stop!"

Mr. Han San shouted out of control.

Feng Ran frowned: "Is there something wrong, Mr. Han San?"

"He...they, are your children? Are you Feng?" Mr. Han San tried his best to suppress the incredible thoughts in his heart.

This question is no different from farting!

"Yes!" Feng Ranhua said impatiently.

It was almost the New Year when we sent someone to bring Xiao Ji'er and Xiao Ling'er back from the hot spring villa.

Before I even entered the house, this old white-faced man stared at me ferociously for a long time.

Mr. Han San asked, "Who is their father?"

In an instant, the temperature in the air dropped to freezing point, and it was like suffocating.

The two gangs suddenly stood still, not daring to move.

Feng Ranhua cast a cold gaze on him, raised her lips and sneered:

"Mr. Han? You are in your forties, over half a century old, but you are asking questions like a fool! How can you write the word 'disrespectful'?"

Everyone in your Han family, don’t you know the situation of my child?

Are you looking for trouble in broad daylight? Or is there something wrong with your brain?

Are you looking for trouble? I'm bored, I need workers to build the city wall, or worse, I need workers to run the pig farm!"

It was like a beam of arrogant and domineering flame that was suddenly lit in the night, sweeping over like an overwhelming force.

Hearing this, everyone was shocked!

Master Han was stunned, shocked, and angry. "You... you are such a sharp-tongued woman! How arrogant! I am your elder, how can you insult an elder like this!"

"Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated!" Feng Ranhua said lazily with no less sneer in her beautiful eyes.

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to persuade him.

Xiao Ling'er's eyes fluttered brightly, her little black eyes shining like crushed starlight, she clutched her mother's clothes and babbled.

"Little clever boy, mother is not angry. How can a pig get so angry that it falls into a trough?"

Feng Ranhua coaxed the child and walked away.

Mr. Han San was so angry that his blood boiled and his face turned red.

"Investigate! Send someone to investigate! Who is the father of Feng's twin children?"

Master Han shouted in a low voice.

"Miss, I saw that Mr. Han lost his composure after seeing Xiao Ji'er. Could it be that he recognized Xiao Ji'er and that person..." Qingling hugged Xiao Ji'er tightly and said worriedly.

Feng Ranhua felt nauseous. Her fairy-like pair of precious hands actually belonged to... that man.