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

Han Jinyan returned to Mo Ling's courtyard and handled official business until early afternoon. He sat upright with a serious expression, looking absent-minded, his eyes constantly scanning the clepsydra.

He looked up at the sky outside the window again, hoping that night would fall.

Zhou Si observed for a while, then slowly moved to the side of the invisible man Fusheng and poked him with his elbow:

"Hey, Fusheng, let's make a bet. Let's bet on whether the master can keep his innocence today. I bet he can!"

Hehe, today he overheard that his master and the princess were planning to live together, but Fusheng didn't know the truth.

Fusheng pretended not to hear anything, picked up the scroll with instructions and walked three steps away from Hansha.

"Fifty taels of silver?"

"..."

"One hundred taels of silver?"

"..."

"Two hundred taels of silver?"

Suddenly Fusheng saw Mo Yin walking quickly from the window, "Okay!"

Huh? Zhou Si was stunned for two breaths.

A figure rushed into the study.

"Master." Mo Yin saluted.

Han Jinyan nodded slightly when he saw Mo Yin coming here. Mo Yin was guarding the provincial capital, and he would never leave his post unless it was an urgent matter.

I thought he came here to give gifts to Kong Ling on his marriage.

Mo Yin had just taken off his cloak when a cold current blew in from the window. He said, "This winter is getting colder and colder. Why don't you close the windows?"

Only Zhou Si smiled knowingly, and Fusheng silently closed the window.

Han Jinyan calmly picked up the brush and started writing.

Mo Yin moved closer to the charcoal, roasted it, and reported the purpose of this trip:

"Master, the old prince was taken away by a group of clan elders. The clan elders said that they had hired a famous doctor because of his old age, so I couldn't interfere forcefully.

According to investigation, they are now planning to bring the old prince to Shuixing Village to force the emperor to abdicate."

"Master, rest assured, the old prince is surrounded by our people, and they will serve him carefully."

Han Jinyan said slowly:

"My third uncle came up with this idea? That's perfect. Let's see how those evil spirits and demons work."

Mo Yin looked outside the house:

"There is another urgent matter. Governor Xiao sent someone to the clan, saying that the old princess had discussed marriage with the second branch of the Xiao family in the past, and there is a token as proof. The Xiao family is secretly sending the second branch's eldest daughter, Xiao Ruofu, to Yizhou.

According to our spies in the clan elder’s home, Xiao Ruofu will be able to arrive in Yizhou the day after tomorrow.”

"According to nearly half of the elders, they are interested in forming a marriage alliance with the Xiao family. They have received the old prince and are also planning for this matter."

Zhou Si was shocked and said, "What? Let the master marry another princess? Why are you staring at the master's fat piece of meat?"

Xiao Chengming was not resigned to the fact that King Xuan had taken away two more states from him and he set his sights on the troops of Yizhou.

Han Jinyan was silent for a while, then said coldly:

"Knowing that my father's legs are getting worse in the winter, they still use this trick to threaten me. They want to force me to return to Yizhou, so I will do as they wish."

"Send a message and try to delay it for a few days. After Kong Ling gets married, return to Yizhou to resolve this matter."

After the master had washed up, he was seen walking hurriedly towards the opposite side.

Zhou Si extended his hand and said to Fu Sheng, "Two hundred taels of silver. Thank you!"

Fusheng silently took out two silver bills.

Mo Yin came over.

"What are you betting on?"

"The master is innocent."

"Give me fifty taels, and whoever sees it will get a share."

"No."

"The fat girl from Donghu sent a message. I want to write a letter on behalf of Mr. Si to express my longing for him."

"you dare!"

Fengwu Courtyard diagonally opposite.

By the way, the little flame in Feng Ranhua's heart was also burning brightly. She also secretly took two red candles and a plate of incense and placed them in the little broken book.

Even the curtains of the wooden bed were changed to a dreamy purple.

The quilt and pillowcase are all brand new pink.

I saw a dark shadow coming in, with a slender figure and fluttering clothes, like an immortal.

She couldn't help blushing.

It was just getting dark, and her beauty... turned over the card a little early.

As soon as he entered the room, Han Jinyan saw Huaer seemed to be putting away a booklet, and her snow-white neck was red, just like the morning glow reflected on the snow.

Han Jinyan looked calm. He walked around to the side of the painting and glanced at the corner of the album that was exposed under the account book. He saw thin, bare legs and no clothes.

It was the picture album that Huaer had just been reading. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Huaer usually spoke quite boldly, and it turned out that Huaer was also cramming at the last minute.

"Hua'er is handling the chores? Do you need your husband's help?" As he said this, he quickly picked up the account book and the picture album.

"Eh..." Feng Ranhua stared with her beautiful eyes, but it was too late.

See you soon.

Han Jinyan calmly took out a thin album of Yu Zhui's paintings, which had about a dozen pages.

Flipping it open casually, with clothes half-removed, a man and a woman are engaged in the act of harmonizing yin and yang, the scene is exciting.

brush!

He covered it, his ears turned red, and he just stared at the painting with burning eyes.

Facing Han Jinyan's teasing look, Feng Ran pouted her red lips.

"Appreciate it. I understand. This is called performance art."

The arrogant little look and the plump pouting red lips are like the juicy peaches on the table, tempting people to take a sip.

The air suddenly became warmer.

Feng Ranhua felt uncomfortably and wanted to move away from Han Jinyan. She supported herself on the table with her small hands and gently moved the hem of her skirt.

The next moment, a warm touch touched her forehead.

Feng Ranhua's mouth corners curved up, and she stood still.

The red lips on her forehead did not leave immediately, but fell along her forehead to her nose bridge, nose tip, earlobes, and cheeks.

It slides down slowly like silk, bringing with it warmth and moisture, as well as a pleasant and refreshing woody scent.

Han Jinyan seemed to be having fun, staying in various places, and it took a long time without touching her red lips.

Just as the warmth was approaching the red lips, Feng Ranhua's beautiful eyes turned and she took the initiative to bite it.

A light laugh emanated from the lake, with a slightly muffled echo.

When the white snow meets the warm sun, spring returns and new buds sprout from the earth.

Both souls beat with joy.

Han Jinyan picked up Hua'er and spun her around in the air, then they both fell onto the big bed.

Feng Ranhua sighed softly in intoxication, the good thing is that he is good at light work. The ripples in the shattered tent, the overlapping of the beautiful two shadows is intoxicating.

Feng Ranhua's slender jade hands slowly climbed into Han Jinyan's long hair on the back, and Han Jinyan slowly slid down and landed on Feng Ranhua's waist.

Han Jinyan paused when he saw the person below him stiffen. His deep and psychedelic black eyes entangled with a pair of beautiful fox eyes and turned left and right.

Feng Ranhua's expressions of regret, embarrassment and regret kept changing on her charming little face.

After a while, she managed to utter, "My period is coming!"

Han Jinyan didn't quite understand.

he:"…………"

The two of them had a hard time cleaning up the awkward situation.

Curled up on the couch and warming myself by the fire, there was only a plate of peaches, all pierced to pieces by the painting.

"Hua'er, after Kong Ling's marriage is done, I will go to Yizhou. My clan has detained my father and wants to come here. It's cold and snowy today, and my father is not in a good condition to walk."

Han Jinyan gently took the painting and whispered.

Feng Ranhua's beautiful eyes turned and pointed out the key point: "It's about me? Was the rumor in Yizhou spread by the Han family?"

"Did Huaer hear it?"

"Humph!"

"Ah."

"I will go back to Yizhou with you. Please let me meet those rotten old bones."