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

The princess finally spoke, and her personal maid Le Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

Her princess locked herself in the room for three days and three nights, without eating or drinking, and was really afraid that something might happen to her.

Then he comforted the princess with a sad look: "No matter who it is, princess, you must take good care of yourself. With a healthy body, you can avenge... revenge."

"Yes! Revenge! Now that I have lost Lin'er, none of them can escape!"

A gentle smile appeared on her dignified and beautiful face, but her eyes were as cold as ice and poison. Her dry lips couldn't help trembling in anger, and her upper and lower teeth chattered, biting through a bright red line that slipped off.

Tick, falling to the ground.

Presenting a weird beauty.

Zhu Qing at the door had an ambiguous light in his eyes, and everything went smoothly.

The princess's methods were taught to her by the old lady herself. If she takes action, the eldest daughter of the concubine will be the only one left in Prince Tang's mansion.

In a small courtyard in the west of Yizhou City.

The gate opened.

A woman in her thirties came out. Her clothes were washed white and patched. There were traces of tears on her face, probably because she had been crying.

When she saw Feng Ran's painting, she was stunned at first. After a moment, the excitement in her eyes gradually condensed and finally gathered into a grand joy.

"Miss!!!"

Being stared at with such loving eyes, Feng Ranhua's heart moved, as if hit by something, it didn't hurt, but instead felt a wave of sourness and pain.

Feng Ranhua pretended to be slow and nonchalant and said, "He Gu, I'm back."

"My lady!" He Gu rushed over and hugged Feng Ranhua tightly like an iron hoop. Feng Ranhua... her body froze.

Feng Ranhua tried to slip out of the human-shaped ring without leaving a trace, but He Gu's tears soaked her gauze shoulders.

She paused.

"He Gu." Qing Ling walked over holding Xiao Ling'er and shouted happily.

Seeing that there were a few people behind Qingling, Hegu embarrassedly let go of the young lady and said "ah".

She wiped away her tears, her eyes fell on the baby in Qingling's arms, and asked casually, "Whose child is it?"

"The young lady's name is Xiao Ling'er." Qing Ling replied cheerfully, and lowered her head to tease Xiao Ling'er.

Suddenly, He Gu felt a jolt and had a bad feeling.

"Who is the child's father?" He Gu suddenly moved closer to Qing Ling.

In an instant, the air fell into deathly silence.

Qingling bit her lip lightly, looking grim, and shook her head slightly.

Hegu: ...

He Gu, whose heart was broken, covered her face with her hands, fell to the ground with a dejected look, and cried in a restrained way.

But the only thing that moved on his face was the look of someone crying at the top of his lungs.

How could the young lady she raised give birth to a child with an unlucky father after not seeing her for only half a year?

"Shut..." Feng Ranhua stopped talking before she could finish her words. Two raindrops fell.

Is it raining?

Feng Ranhua stretched out his chicken claw to catch it, and the shattered sunlight on the ground shone on the center of his claw.

The rain slid across my mouth, and my throat rolled hotly. I licked it and it tasted salty.

Tears are the least valuable in the end times. If you want to survive, then fight, grab, and carve out a bloody path.

What's more, she never cried even when she gave birth to Ji'er and Ling'er, the most difficult time.

In the long and slow years that passed, it was Hegu who played the role of a mother and helped her grow up safely.

Feng Ranhua shrugged her nose and slowly squatted in front of He Gu, "We are all alive, aren't we?"

Bang!

Hegu cried out in sorrow:

"Miss...my poor young lady."

Then, she opened her eyes wide and said viciously:

"Who is it? I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him even if it costs me my life!"

His voice was hoarse and he had shouted until his throat was broken.

"Well, okay, let's go together and kill him and feed him to the dogs." Feng Ranhua smiled, and this smile added a touch of gorgeousness and charm, exuding a soul-stirring allure.

Xu Qing and Kong Ling, who had just returned, looked at each other unintentionally and sighed heavily again.

The game was over, and the misunderstanding grew bigger and bigger.

After calming down, He Gu took Ji'er from Bai Qi's hand, placed him in her arms skillfully, and said softly:

"Looks like Miss when she was a child, cut from the same mold."

"Well, Xiao Ling'er and Xiao Ji'er are twins and look the same."

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Feng Ranhua narrowed her narrow fox eyes and looked around.

It is a standard farmhouse courtyard in the shape of a U-shaped brick. After years of erosion, the wooden beams and walls look old and mottled.

The group took out the luggage they had locked up for the past two days. Feng Ranhua planned to rest for a day, buy some supplies, and leave the day after tomorrow.

Just when I had finished tidying up, Uncle Mute came back. The eight-foot-tall man squatted in the corner, crying silently with his hands covering his face.

"Uncle Ya, look at me. I'm alive and well, and I brought two little clever kids back with me." Feng Ranhua squatted in front of Uncle Ya.

Uncle Ya's dark face was covered with tears, and he gestured: Miss, you have suffered, it's all because of my uselessness.

Feng Ranhua's eyes were bitter, and she shook her head and said:

"The world is in chaos and war. Fortunately, we are finally reunited. I plan to settle down in Yanmen Mountain, away from the war. Uncle Ya, please help me take care of my son."

Uncle Ya looked at her in surprise, and gestured anxiously: Yanmen Mountain? No! No!

Feng Ranhua blinked. Uncle Ya disagrees?

"Uncle Ya, don't be afraid. I got an opportunity and I have the ability to protect myself. There are many things in it that cannot be explained in a few words. I will explain it to you in detail later."

Feng Ranhua said with a firm gaze, no room for doubt.

Like the lady! Really!

Uncle Ya nodded with relief. It was probably fate. He went back to his original path.

He stood up slowly and looked in Xuan Yue's direction with a sad look.

After he withdrew his gaze, he walked up to Mr. Gong, whom he had already noticed, and looked him up and down.

After a moment, Uncle Ya gestured to Feng Ranhua: Why is he here?

Feng Ranhua looked puzzled. Uncle Ya knew Mr. Gong, that’s right!

Mr. Gong looked a little strange, "Have you seen me?"

Uncle Ya snorted and said nothing, just looking at his young lady.

Feng Ranhua coughed and said with a sly smile, "This old man's surname is Gong, I picked him up on the road."

Uncle Ya nodded, and with an understanding look in his eyes, he went to the kitchen to help Aunt Ya prepare dinner.

Feng Ranhua felt that her clothes were dirty and went back to her room.

Gong Lao jumped up with his eyes almost popping out of his head, "Ran Hua girl, don't go! Tell me clearly, how did you pick up this old man?"

Bai Qi rushed out of the room, chewing a peach lazily, and sneered, "You picked it up and just want to eat and drink."

Gong Lao's eyes turned, and he pulled out the sole of his shoe and hit Bai Qi, "You rascal, if you don't get a beating for three days, you will tear the tiles off the roof. I'm going to hit you..."

The two of them, one in front and one behind, chased around the yard.

He Gu in the kitchen wiped the tears from her face and said, "Thank God, the young lady has met a kind person. Otherwise, how could the young lady and Qing Ling, two unarmed women, survive until now?"

At the door, Xu Qingzhai paused as he picked up the beans. Miss Feng was unarmed?

After He Gu left, Kong Ling slipped in, grabbed a handful of beans, and looked around cautiously.