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

Time flies, and it is already the end of September. The late autumn is chilly and the withered yellow leaves rustle in the cold wind.

Feng Ranhua had just walked out of the cave when a cold wind blew towards her. She felt so chilly that she subconsciously tightened her cloak.

"Hello, Aunt Feng."

Five-year-old Chengqing had just returned from collecting firewood and was standing at the corner of the cave. His little lips were bruised from the cold and he was calling her as he trembled slightly.

He walked up to Feng Ranhua, took out six red mountain residues from his pocket with his cracked little hands and handed them to her.

"My mother said that Aunt Feng is pregnant and has a poor appetite. Sister Feng, you will definitely be able to eat after chewing the mountain dregs."

Feng Ranhua's beautiful eyes curved, like a sensible little kid, and she took the six mountain berries.

The refugees in Bazi Village are all afraid of her, but this little kid is not afraid of her.

Like to get close to her.

She moved her eyes down from his face, and Xiao Chengqing smiled awkwardly.

He was only wearing two pieces of patched clothes and a pair of worn-out shoes that revealed his ten black toes, which were bent and huddled under Aunt Feng's gaze.

Feng Ranhua frowned, "No thick clothes?"

Xiao Chengqing met her eyes, opened his mouth, lowered his head, and said softly, "...No, I'm not cold."

A body made of iron is not afraid of cold...

Feng Ranhua shouted towards the cave:

"Qingling, take some thick clothes to Aunt Hu and ask her to alter them for Chengqing to wear."

Qing Ling said "Hey", picked up some old clothes and went out of the cave, took a bundle of firewood from Xiao Chengqing's back, and followed him back to his thatched hut.

In the afternoon, Xiao Chengqing came over with a happy face. He put his little hands on the thin jacket and touched it again and again, and said crisply:

"Thank you, Aunt Feng. This is the warmest clothing I have ever worn."

He was wearing a clean blue thin jacket, his face was washed clean, and he had two newly braided braids on his head, looking very energetic.

Now I like it.

Feng Ranhua stretched her neck lazily.

"Well, come here." She grabbed a handful of fennel beans and stuffed them into Xiao Chengqing's pocket.

Xiao Chengqing took out a fennel bean, grinning, his eyes brightened, put it in his mouth and took a bite, it was crunchy, "Auntie Feng, it smells good."

The little kid opposite was chewing a fennel bean and took a long time to swallow it.

He was a sensible man. In more than half a month, he had picked up three large piles of firewood.

My father was killed by bandits when I was only five years old, and I wandered around with my mother. When the war broke out, a woman with a baby was left wondering how many days she could survive.

Thinking of this, Feng Qihua couldn't help but say, "Xiao Chengqing, starting tomorrow, don't go chopping wood, practice martial arts with Uncle Bai Qi."

"You are the male head of the family. You have martial arts skills. Protect your mother."

Xiao Chengqing smiled, his clear and moist eyes still covered with a layer of mist, "Thank you Aunt Feng, I will definitely practice martial arts well! To protect my mother!"

Qingling on the side also laughed. The young lady became more popular after she got pregnant.

Feng Ranhua stroked her belly with emotion. She believed that she should pamper her child with all her heart. Even in this troubled world, she would create a pure land for him.

The sky cleared up, sweeping away the haze that had lasted for days.

According to the original plan, Feng Ranhua took a few people down the mountain.

One is to prepare to purchase quilts and other things.

The second is to get information. Last time I went to Ai County, I left 20 taels of silver to the escort agency, asking them to find out the whereabouts of Hegu and Yashu. I think there should be some information.

The group arrived at Ai County. The whole county was deserted. The pedestrians they met on the road were all in a hurry. There were shops on both sides of the street, but less than a quarter of them were open for business.

Qingling knew that the young lady liked cleanliness, so she chose Qin's noodle restaurant which was tidy.

Bai Qi first chose a table near the inside, took out a handkerchief to wipe the table and chairs, and then let his sister sit down.

A few people ordered four bowls of mutton noodles and a few side dishes.

At the dinner table, everyone was used to Feng Ranhua being silent, and the others were also silent.

After a while, two middle-aged men came to the table next to us and shouted loudly, "Boss, two bowls of vegetarian noodles."

"Okay, sir."

As soon as the two middle-aged men sat down, they started talking like chatterboxes, chatting endlessly.

Feng Ranhua was annoyed by the noise and frowned.

Seeing this, Bai Qi suggested changing the table.

But the next sentence from the people at the next table made Feng Ranhua and his servant sit down one after the other.

"Do you think King Tang will attack us?"

"Don't worry, Princess Tang's sister will be married to Yizhou soon. By then, King Han and King Tang will be brothers-in-law, so there's no way they'll fight."

"The news has been circulating for a month, who knows whether it is true or not."

The middle-aged man stroked his beard mysteriously and said:

"Hey, you don't know this. This time it's confirmed. Miss Xie has been pregnant for more than two months, and she is pregnant with King Han's child."

"Really?"

"My little brother is at the border, and the news has long been spreading across the border. The Xie family has sent people to Yizhou to discuss marriage, and they are on their way."

The voices of the two people's discussion could be clearly heard by the four people at Feng Ranhua's table.

Suddenly, the air became strange and the temperature dropped by several degrees.

Qingling's eyes were red and she looked at the young lady with worry.

Haha, Feng Ranhua had a ghostly smile on his face, a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes, and the pair of chopsticks in his hand were crushed to pieces.

Bai Qi's amber eyes rolled around. Is his sister acquainted with the King of Han? Is there a grudge between them?

Song Jiang shuddered. He didn't know what was going on. He buried his head in eating noodles, slurping them, not daring to speak.

"What a great Han Jinyan!!! Now that he has married such a beautiful lady, I should prepare a generous gift for her." Feng Ranhua sneered.

"Qingling, take the silver."

Qingling took out a silver bag from her bag, which contained about twenty taels of silver.

Feng Ranhua picked up the purse, threw it on the table, and said to Song Jiang:

“Give these twenty taels of silver to the beggars and refugees in the county.

There is only one thing, it is said that the King of Han had a bad time with Miss Xie that day, and he has been unable to move since then. The Han Mansion secretly sought medical help from dozens of doctors, but no medicine could cure him!!!"

The tone was sharp and left no room for doubt.

Everyone: "..."

The air stagnated briefly.

"This? I don't need this money."

Song Jiang was not worried at all about the consequences of the rumors about King Han, the lord of Yizhou.

He picked up the purse, but his face was filled with heartache. This was hard-earned money, how could it be treated so cheaply?

Suddenly, a hand reached out and took the silver from Song Jiang's hand.

It’s Bai Qi.

A glimmer of excitement flashed across his face, which was indistinguishable from his gender. "Sister, I'll do this kind of thing. I'm good at it."

Feng Ranhua nodded with a gloomy face.

Bai Qi walked out of the shop with the silver bag, murmured: The legendary God of War has offended my sister, so I have to have some fun.

When Feng Ranhua finished his bowl of noodles slowly and walked out of the noodle shop.

I have heard that some people are talking about the fact that the King of Han is inhumane.

King Han protected the people of Yizhou and enjoyed a good reputation.

Soon, passers-by raised questions and objections.

"How is that possible? I want to burn incense to the Buddha, praying for the prosperity of the Han Palace and the peace of Yizhou."

"It must be a rumor, slandering our King Han!"

"I don't know where the bad guys came from to do this slanderous thing."

"From Wuzhou?"

The cold aura lingering around her body fell into Feng Ranhua's ears, making people retreat away and their eyes became more sarcastic.

You scumbag, you turned your big black face to me in Muyu Village and acted very affectionately.

After taking away the salt-making recipe, are you thinking there is still profit to be made?

What a calculating person!

If you took what's mine, I want you to return it to me with interest!!!

Even if I slander you, what can you do to me!