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

Feng Ranhua's gums clenched. When did this guy become so shameless?

With a heavy "snort", Feng Ranhua flicked his sleeves and left.

Han Jinyan followed him into the room happily. Feng Ranhua went into the inner bedroom and slammed the door. Taking advantage of the gap, Han Jinyan squeezed in.

Before she could sneer, she felt long arms locking her lower back and pulling her into a solid embrace. She subconsciously raised her head and felt a warm touch on her lips.

Boom boom boom!

The chick was pecked at like a chicken pecking at rice.

Finally, the awkward string broke, and someone turned his face to the side awkwardly, mumbling through his red lips:

"It's so dirty! It's turned into a puppy."

Han Jinyan suppressed the upturned corners of his lips, lowered his eyes and looked at her with a smile: "You are so angry today."

A small flame suddenly popped up.

"That lady called Auntie Que looked me over from head to toe as if she were a commodity. At the end, she looked like a mother-in-law scolding a daughter-in-law who hadn't even entered the house yet, saying Feng all the time."

"Look at her demeanor. She still wants to teach me the Three Obediences and Four Virtues? Rules and etiquette? Even if I write the three Chinese characters Feng Ran Hua backwards, I still can't learn the Three Obediences and Four Virtues!

It’s so annoying!”

Feng Ranhua complained a lot.

He had no way to refute this statement.

The little goblin has always been domineering, cunning and arrogant. She is a natural king and will not allow others to point fingers at her.

But although she is a woman, her mind is broad and her bearing and knowledge are no less than those of men.

It is not confined to the daughters and women in the boudoir.

Besides, she is his wife!

Han Jinyan's eyes softened:

"You are my princess, why do you need others to interfere?"

"You can do whatever you want. I will never restrict you to the inner house or backyard."

"Besides, all the property of the Han Palace is in your hands, and I will have to rely on paintings to support myself in the future."

Feng Ranhua glanced at the twelve small boxes inside the little broken book.

This guy sent someone to deliver it two days ago. It was all land deeds, house deeds, farm deeds, and shop deeds... all over Dayan, Donghu, Xuanyue, and Uighur...

Get rich overnight!

She was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth for a long time.

Suddenly, everything became clear.

The next moment, warm red lips blocked it.

Lip parting.

drop out.

Han Jinyan's black eyes sparkled, her red lips were full of passion, and she exuded a gentle spring breeze.

"Debt collection, you just owed it."

Feng Ranhua glared, suppressed the arc that was about to rise, and hummed proudly.

After being bored for a while, Feng Ranhua remembered that there was another important matter.

"Han Qianze, I want to send Kong Ling to finish him off."

Han Jinyan straightened her messy black hair and said slowly:

"I know about his affairs. He is becoming more and more brutal and crazy, and Aunt San is also crazy with him. He has bought ten children in the name of buying maids, and six of them have died.

I have ordered someone to give him drugs, and now he can't speak or move his feet. He won't live more than a few months."

In this case, she wouldn't have to worry about it, but... didn't he ask her why she had to kill Han Qianze?

Feng Ranhua said softly with a guilty conscience:

"There is another important thing that I have been hiding from you. The relationship between Ji'er and Ling'er..."

"Hua'er, I am Ji'er and Ling'er's biological father." Han Jinyan raised his voice seriously.

Fengran Huamei frowned and pouted, "Why are you making such a loud noise and being mean to me again?"

"Who told you to be naughty?"

"I'm not Xiao Ling'er, who should I be good for?

“I see…”

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Princess Zhaoyang returned to the courtyard with an inexplicably happy look on her face, and her laughter sounded a little strange.

Sha'er shuddered and asked, "Princess, what are you... laughing at?"

"Someone dared to tell my brother to get out! But my brother didn't dare to mess with her. The most important thing is that she is as good-looking as my brother. She is a great beauty."

Princess Zhaoyang giggled foolishly and her eyes became vague.

Shaer is speechless. Didn’t the princess come here to seek justice and cause trouble?

Why, it seems like the style of painting has gone astray.

"Zhaoyang?" The soft voice came from outside the door. It was Aunt Que.

Princess Zhaoyang raised her little head from the table and said, "Aunt Que, I'm here. Come in."

Auntie Que came in with a melancholy look on her face and sat opposite Princess Zhaoyang. "Zhaoyang, I asked someone to find out. She...her two children are in Fengwu Courtyard."

clang!

Princess Zhaoyang stood up straight in excitement. Beauty can mislead people. How could she forget about the child and the rumors?

"I see, brother, he doesn't want us to interfere in this matter." The brother and sister in the Prince Han's Mansion depend on each other for survival. Princess Zhaoyang knows her brother's every word and deed best. Today, he is protecting her to the end.

Aunt Que frowned: "But the reputation of the Han Palace, the inheritance of the Han family, how can the blood of this heir be mixed up."

Princess Zhaoyang held her chin up and nodded slightly. This was a top priority. The inheritance of the throne of King Han must be the bloodline of the Han family.

Seeing Aunt Que looking embarrassed, she sighed.

Princess Zhaoyang was silent for a while, then said, "I will persuade my brother when he comes back."

Aunt Que nodded. She had made Jin Yan unhappy today, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt that there was nothing wrong. It was probably because she came to his house without permission and was rude.

After Princess Zhaoyang had dinner, she waited for her brother in the outer hall.

until

Han Jinyan had just returned in the cold wind. As soon as he entered the house, he saw his sister's little head tilted in a daze.

Sha'er gently woke up the princess, "Princess? Princess? The prince is back."

"Oh." Princess Zhaoyang rubbed her eyes dazedly, "Brother is back."

Since his mother passed away early, Han Jinyan was very kind to his only sister, Zhaoyang.

He walked over and rubbed his sister's head. "Why are you sleeping here? It's late at night. Go back to your room and rest early."

Princess Zhaoyang said aggrievedly: "My brother hasn't returned to the palace for a long time."

Han Jinyan chuckled and said, "Nonsense, I just went back last month and brought you the Moon Jade."

Princess Zhaoyang blinked her big eyes. Is that so?

Inexplicable.

Han Jinyan thought of Xiao Ling'er, whose big, foxy eyes fluttered like watery grapes, so lively and cute.

He chuckled.

Princess Zhaoyang felt like she had discovered a new world. Her brother just smiled with an ambiguous expression and a rosy face.

"Brother, you...your smile is so obscene." Princess Zhaoyang complained boldly.

so rude.

Han Jinyan's indifferent eyes drifted over and changed the subject, "You are waiting for brother, but what's the matter?"

Let’s get down to business.

Princess Zhaoyang, at a young age, also imitated Aunt Que's sentimental demeanor.

"Brother, you must have heard about the rumors in Yizhou, right? This rumor is not good for our Han family, and it is not good for your identity as the Lord of Yizhou. Then... Sister Feng's..."

"Sister-in-law!" Han Jinyan emphasized, then stopped and dismissed the maids in the room.

Princess Zhaoyang choked, spat out a mouthful of saliva, gathered her emotions, and said in a new tone:

"I have no objection to my sister-in-law marrying into the Han family. But my sister-in-law's twin children are not suitable for my Han Palace... Wouldn't it be more appropriate to adopt them as adopted sons and daughters?"

Seeing that his elder brother's face was becoming increasingly gloomy, Zhaoyang's words came to his lips, but suddenly he took a turn.

Han Jinyan slowly stroked his tiger-shaped finger and said calmly:

"That's your own nephew, why did you adopt him as your adopted son or daughter?"