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

"Am I the father, or are you my father?" Lord Feng shrank his neck and muttered softly.

"Haha." Bai Qi sneered rudely. It was unlucky for his sister to recognize him as her father.

Feng Ranhua glanced at him dimly and said sarcastically, "You are so eager to be a father now, what were you doing hundreds of years ago? You have no place here with Chen Jue and me."

She got angry just looking at this trouble-making coward. If the King of Han knew her identity, she would have a legitimate reason to tie her up in his palace.

For a moment, Lord Feng felt mixed emotions.

"Today, I have another question for you. What is going on between the Hai family and my mother? Why don't they have any contact?"

Speaking of this, Lord Feng felt a lot of grievances. He rolled up his wet sleeves, put his hands on his waist, and muttered loudly:

"Humph, you claim to be a descendant of the century-old Hai family, and you say you look down on me, a playboy who only cares about eating, drinking and having fun. Your mother was so angry that she scolded your uncle Hai back.

We stopped communicating from then on."

"So simple?" Feng Ranhua blinked and asked in confusion.

"Yes!" Lord Feng suddenly felt extremely tall and proud, "Your mother did that for me! For me!"

Feng Ranhua: The Hai family has produced two prime ministers and eight imperial scholars. How could they be reckless people?

She glanced at the complacent Lord Feng, the poor fool, being played around by my own mother, fooled around by her, and even thought that my own mother respected him so much.

No matter how many questions he asked, he knew nothing, so Bai Qi had to throw him back to the inn.

Feng Ranhua wondered: Why did my mother want to put on a show with the Hai family for the world to see?

I tossed and turned all night, and until the next day, Xiao Ling'er woke up with a loud crying sound.

After feeding the two little ancestors, Feng Ranhua took out the map and her pair of silver eyes fell on Yanmen Mountain.

She had already made up her mind when she was in Yanjing last year.

Yanmen Mountain is located at the intersection of the three kingdoms of Dayan, Donghu and Xuanyue. The mountain is high and wide.

What’s even more amazing is that this place is located in the territory of Dayan, sandwiched between Taiyuan and Yizhou.

The legendary Golden Triangle, a no-man’s land.

It is said that Yanmen Mountain has dense forests and many ferocious wild animals.

Others may be afraid, but she is not.

When searching for supplies in the apocalypse, people prefer secret places with dense forests and natural treasures.

Another important point is that this place is close to Xuanyue Country, which advocates female supremacy. The current Saint Emperor is over sixty years old, but the country is peaceful and the people are prosperous.

"Yanmen Mountain?"

Bai Qi and Qing Ling said in unison, and turned to look at Feng Ranhua.

“It’s dangerous there…there are countless poisonous and wild beasts…” Bai Qi looked unnatural, his voice became lower and lower, and his eyes turned red.

"Agan and Abu, who raised me since childhood, died... in Yanmen Mountain."

There was another sentence he hadn't said yet. He hid from place to place and lived in Yanmen Mountain, close to the Donghu side, for half a year.

Finally, he walked out of Yanmen Mountain, covered with wounds.

But those people still refused to let him go.

Feng Ranhua thought about the time when she rescued this brat. He was covered with horrifying wounds and weapons, including swords, whips, and hammers... This brat must have come back alive from hell.

The rascal was more ruthless than anyone else when it came to killing people. With tears hanging down his face and pale skin and red lips, he looked weak, helpless and pitiful.

Feng Ranhua sighed softly, rubbed the boy's drooping head, and spoke softly in a rare tone:

"I'm not afraid. I have my sister. I don't care what monsters there are. I'll beat them one by one and burn them two by two."

Bai Qi slowly raised his head, and finally, "tick-tock", two tears fell.

"Hey, it's so dirty, just like a woman. A man should be brave and domineering." Feng Ranhua pouted and said with disgust, but the sleeve of her hand gently wiped the tears of the boy.

Bai Qi raised his moist amber eyes and smiled, his eyes shining like stars.

"He has a girlish appearance and is so good-looking. When he is in college, there will be a long line of Qin Qiaoqiaos lining up to come to him." Feng Ranhua said in an indulgent tone with a bit of pride.

Qing Ling, who was standing by, covered her mouth and giggled, "Then Miss, please choose a dignified and virtuous girl for Bai Qi."

brush!

Bai Qi blushed and turned his head away awkwardly.

The two of them didn't notice that Feng Ranhua's eyes were empty and distant when she was tidying up Bai Qi's clothes.

Far away in another time and space, in that hellish doomsday, after she left, it was unknown whether Bai Qi, Duan Hun and others could save the Qinglong base.

While the three of them were chatting and laughing, they had already decided to take a detour to Yizhou to pick up He Gu, and then set off for Yanmen Mountain.

Had lunch.

Feng Ran Painting Order Feng Fubao called Song Jiang from the next courtyard. Song Jiang was discussing with several people from Yabi Village about taking on some work. He felt uneasy about spending Miss Feng's money every day.

"Miss Feng, you're looking for me? I happen to be busy too. I'm going to take on some odd jobs building houses. I'll be away for about ten days with Zhu and a few other people."

Song Jiang's head was covered with beads of sweat as he jogged over.

Feng Ranhua asked him to sit down:

"Song Jiang, put the job offer aside for now."

"I asked you to come here mainly to ask you where you plan to go in the future. I plan to pick up someone in Yizhou City and go to Yanmen Mountain immediately."

Song Jiang said without hesitation: "Let's follow Miss Feng."

When the sky rose, people gathered in the two courtyards, packing their luggage.

In the alley on the left side of the yard, Xu Qing and Kong Ling sat facing each other in silence, sighing deeply.

The master asked them to persuade Miss Feng to stay in Yizhou no matter what.

But how could they persuade Miss Feng, whose popularity was no less than that of her master?

"Let's go to Yanmen Mountain."

"it is good."

The next day, Feng Ranhua slept until she woke up naturally. After feeding Ji'er and Ling'er, she and Qingling secretly packaged the cooked goat milk in water bags.

Qing Ling collected these outside without anyone's knowledge, and then secretly cooked them and put them into jars when it was late at night and everyone was asleep.

Feng Ranhua threw three boxes of goat milk water bags into the small broken book space, and lay on the bed in disheveled clothes.

"It's done. My son and daughter's food rations will last for most of half a month."

Qingling also breathed a sigh of relief. With just Miss Guang alone, there would be no way to feed Xiaojier and Xiaolinger.

By the time everyone had packed up, the sun was already high in the sky.

Just as they were about to set off, Mr. Gong, who had not been seen for a few days, came back.

Looking at the carriages lined up at the door, he was dumbfounded.

"Ranhua girl!! You want to abandon me, an old man." Old Gong shouted in a panic.

The sound was as loud as thunder.

Feng Ranhua was holding the baby basket, her mouth twitched. Abandoned?

"I just left a letter for you. It's in the main hall."

"Hmph, wait!" Old Gong glared and jumped into the yard.

Everyone looked at a faint shadow. The main entrance was two steps forward, so why did he take two steps back and jump in?

After a few breaths, Mr. Gong jumped out again and said calmly, "Let's go!"

Feng Ranhua glanced at the letter raft in his hand... He wouldn't think I was lying to him, would he? He jumped in just to get the letter raft?

Old Gong ignored the puzzled looks of the crowd, directly selected a horse, clamped the horse's belly, waved the whip, and walked towards the city gate.

A voice came from the wind, "Humph, you are all unfilial people, you just want to abandon me, an old man."

Wind-dyed painting: …………

Everyone followed in an orderly manner.

The crow-mouthed little book popped up, "It seems... there is another bloody disaster."

Feng Ranhua glared at him with her beautiful eyes and slapped him with her palm.