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

"Miss, are you hungry? I'll ask the maid to bring in some water to wash up."

The ambiguous atmosphere in the room was like a bubble, which was burst by He Gu's soft greeting.

"Oh, not for now, I'm going to the bathroom to freshen up."

Feng Ranhua spoke loudly.

Han Jinyan picked up Huaer, pecked her little mouth, and rubbed it for a while.

Feng Ranhua was afraid that there was someone outside the room, so she didn't dare to move and could only glare at him unhappily.

After the meal, everyone saw that He Gu was staring at the young lady and did not clear the dishes or leave any space.

He Gu on the opposite side looked at the young lady with a worried look on her face, her tongue twitched a few times, and she didn't know where to start.

Uncle Ya also walked in silently and sat down next to He Gu.

suddenly.

Feng Ranhua spoke first, "Hegu, Uncle Ya, I promised King Han yesterday that I would like to give it a try."

"What about Xiao Ji'er and Xiao Ling'er?" He Gu's brows were so knotted that they could pinch a bug to death.

The smile on Feng Ranhua's face became more intense:

"He has long been recorded as the legitimate son and daughter, and is included in the Han family's genealogy. But I am not greedy, and I don't want the throne of King Han. If I give birth to a child in the future, it should be my child's."

A crisp, clear and concise decision.

He Gu's brows were still furrowed. After exchanging a glance with Uncle Ya, she said:

"But... who is Xiao Ji'er and Xiao Ling'er's biological father? Qing Ling said yesterday that Mr. Han San recognized him."

Feng Ranhua's eyes darkened:

"Find someone to kill Han Qianze. If Han Jinyan continues to treat Ji'er and Ling'er with the same fatherly love, he will be Ji'er and Ling'er's father."

"Han Qianze's case should be buried in the dirt. No one is allowed to talk about it in the future! Ji'er and Ling'er don't need to know about his existence."

He Gu was about to speak, but Uncle Ya held her back and gestured that he agreed.

Han Jinyan did not walk far. He held his breath, hid at the wall of the back room, and listened quietly.

He sighed slightly, and there was a hint of pain in his deep eyes. It seemed that he had won the beauty, but there was still a knot that had not been untied.

At this moment, the wise and resourceful King Han's mind was working at a rapid pace, thinking about what kind of self-torture trick he should use to make Hua'er forgive him for this matter.

Only then can he declare to the world openly that my, Han Jinyan's biological children are Ji'er and Ling'er.

When King Han thought of the pair of exquisite treasures, he felt motivated again and turned back to Mo Ling's courtyard.

Old Gong came back a day late because he had to instruct the medicine boy to take care of the herbs.

"What about Ji Er?"

As soon as Mr. Gong entered the courtyard, he shouted for his son.

Feng Ranhua opened the curtain and shouted, "Mr. Gong, I have something to discuss with you. Zhuzi, go and call Chen Wu and the others."

She felt a little annoyed when she saw that as soon as Mr. Gong entered the hall, his old eyes looked around, searching for Ji'er's shadow.

"Don't look at me. I'm playing with Xiao Ling'er in the greenhouse." Feng Ranhua said lazily.

Mr. Gong ignored Ranhua's teasing.

Just then, Chen Wu and his companions came in. "Greetings, Princess."

Feng Ranhua pointed at Master Gong and said, "This is Master Gong, Ji'er's teacher. He is very knowledgeable and has outstanding martial arts skills. From now on, you will follow Master Gong and take care of Ji'er."

After a lot of flattery, Mr. Gong felt very happy.

He sat upright, his hair half-white, his face indifferent, nodding from time to time, giving off a sense of immortality.

Chen Wu clasped his fists and said, "Greetings, Master Gong."

But Elder Gong still had doubts, and asked calmly: "Where did these people come from?"

Feng Ranhua: "The visible and invisible guards given by the King of Han."

Old Gong rolled his eyes. That was a good idea. He was planning to go back to Xuanyue after the New Year and bring Ji'er with him. It would be nice to have more people to take care of them on the way.

Mo Ling Courtyard.

"Fusheng?" Han Jinyan returned to the yard and called Fusheng.

"Go check what Uncle San and his group did after they saw Hua'er and the children yesterday."

Miss Feng was very angry yesterday. Fusheng suddenly realized, "Mr. Han saw through it?"

Han Jinyan knocked on the table and said, "Since my child looks like me when I was young, it will make him suspicious."

"Yes." Considering the seriousness of the matter, Fusheng went to Yizhou in person.

When Mr. Han San returned to Yizhou, he immediately sent people to check the whereabouts of Feng Ranhua and her servants in the past few years. He also activated the secret sentries hidden in Prince Han's mansion to find out when Prince Han and Feng Ranhua would reunite.

"Master, our people have found out a piece of news. In July last year, Feng was mistakenly abducted as a military supply lady and taken to the Xiamenguan military camp. Then the prince took her away from the military camp, and no one knows where she has been since then."

"But there is one suspicious thing. Feng has caused many conflicts with the prince at the border, and Feng has hidden her face, so the prince does not recognize her."

Mr. Han San chewed on the word "July". Feng appeared in Yizhou in early May, but she claimed that the child was born in March. Could it be that she was actually deceiving the world?

According to this calculation, the two should have known each other in August, and after they had a child, the child should have been born in June. She traveled to Yizhou in May, so the child must have been born at the end of April. It is also possible that the twins were born more than two months earlier.

Besides, that fellow has a famous doctor and excellent medicinal materials.

After repeated speculation, Mr. Han San thought he had found the truth!

"Humph, you lied to me. Feng's family is fine, but the Prince Han's Palace will never recognize that child."

"Master, we have found out something else. The two children are already in the Han family's ancestral tree."

Mr. Han's eyes widened with anger. "When did it happen?"

"The grandson of a wealthy family said this by mistake while drinking outside a few days ago." Konoe reported.

Mr. Han's eyes flashed coldly, "Please invite Mr. Sun over."

After Mr. Sun came in, the two talked in the study for an hour.

"I heard that Princess Han had an affair with a bandit and gave birth to twins."

"Who is Princess Han?"

"Don't you remember Marquis Yong'en who came from Yandu to cause trouble with Princess Han a few months ago? Princess Han is the daughter of Marquis Yong'en."

"Oh, I haven't heard from Lord Yongen for a while."

"I heard that King Han accepted them reluctantly and even put the bastards on the family tree."

"Hush! Keep your voice down. Do you want to die? How dare you discuss the affairs of the palace?"

"I feel sorry for King Han. We live comfortably in Yizhou, thanks to the Han family's protection from generation to generation. Now King Han is confused and bewitched by that witch. I feel so sorry!"

"Yes, behave yourself and make a name for yourself in the future. The Han Palace is the parent government of our Yizhou, how can we just sit back and watch."

Suddenly, a wave of vicious words hit the streets and alleys of Yizhou like a blanket of snow.

"Shaer? Have you packed your things? Hurry up!" Princess Zhaoyang sat in the hall with a frosty face.

It was the coldest time of the year, and Sha'er ran up and down with her scalp tingling. The scene in the morning where the elders of the Han family surrounded the princess and forced her to give an explanation was too scary.

She wiped her sweat and said, "Princess, please wait another quarter of an hour. Load the luggage, harness the carriage, and we will set off."

Aunt Que sat on the side and wiped her tears: "It's all my fault that I didn't keep a close eye on Jin Yan. How could such a big thing happen in just a few months?"

Princess Zhaoyang clenched the whip in her hand and whipped the ground, making a rustling sound.

"Aunt Que, how can I blame you? It's all because of that witch's profound skills. Let's go meet her and see what magic she has used to dazzle my brother's eyes."

The old housekeeper standing by was staring at the birds outside the yard, not showing any sign of panic.

In the palace dungeon, Fusheng calmly looked at a row of gagged prisoners, including women, errand boys, and peddlers.