Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"?? Uncle Ling is a god in my heart, the most gentle god."

It can be seen that he doesn't seem to want to continue this topic anymore, thinking that tomorrow is the birthday of his younger brothers, Yan Xiaoming has no choice but to give up, but lowers his eyes and mumbles to himself, others may not be able to hear what he is talking about, but Yan Chengrui can hear it It was so clear, the always stern eyes couldn't help showing a trace of satisfaction, and the hand holding Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but tighten.

"Why did you come here? Everything in the barracks has been arranged properly?"

Feeling the strength coming from his hands, Ling Jingxuan turned his head to look at him. He has been busy with the military camp for the past few days. He came back very late every day and left early in the morning. He didn't have a good rest. It's settled, and the children are all looking forward to it, I'm afraid he has rescheduled a long time ago, Yan Shengrui loves him everywhere, why doesn't he love him?

"The military camp is not far from here. I saw Yi's signal. Don't forcefully get out of the car in the future, just hand it over to Yi and them. If Xue Wuyang wasn't here today, you wouldn't be hit by an arrow? Promise me, don't do it again." Such a dangerous thing."

He had already heard from Si about the specific situation. God knows how hard he felt and blamed himself. He knew that he should be with them no matter what.

"Hehe... I believe in Yan Si's ability. Even without Wuyang, he would still block those arrows. You know, I'm not a person who is used to staying where I am and waiting for others to protect me. I want to fight, and I want to protect the children. I'll be fine."

Smiling, he raised his hand to touch his face, gently rubbing his cheeks with delicate fingertips, Ling Jingxuan understood his worry, but he couldn't agree to him, he didn't want to wait for others to protect him, from past life to this life, he has self-protection The ability is not a flower bud in the greenhouse that needs to be cared for everywhere.

Yan Shengrui didn't speak any more, just raised his hand to attach it to him, and looked at him with deep, dark eyes as calm as water. The children have long been accustomed to their loving behavior from time to time, and they didn't watch curiously. When he leaned towards Yan Xiaoming, the latter stretched out his hand to embrace him gently. This incident did not scare them, but made them vigilant.

"Are you injured?" Sikong Jue, who was holding the child in the third Huajun Palace carriage, didn't want to talk to Yan Xiaohua at first, but his eyes accidentally caught his blood-stained arm, and his blue eyes couldn't help shrinking. Reasonable, without even thinking about it, I reached out with concern.

"It's okay, it's just an accidental scratch, as long as you and the child are okay."

Yan Xiaohua smiled indifferently, pulled off the sleeve of his left hand, and suddenly a small wound at least ten centimeters long appeared. Sikong Jue subconsciously exclaimed, put down the child and sat down to hold his arm: "Also say It's okay, such a long wound"

His voice was hard to hide from his sobs. Yan Xiaohua's injury hurt him more than his own. These years, loving him has long surpassed anything. Even if their relationship is still in a stalemate, it can't stop him from feeling distressed.

"It's okay, this injury is nothing."

Seeing that his daughter-in-law still cared about him, Yan Xiaohua's heart seemed to float up, and his tone seemed to return to the gentleness of the newlyweds. At that time, they were attracted to each other, and they played harmoniously, right? ? If it wasn't for his sudden departure from home, and Xue Wuyang's appearance, would he have foolishly forced him away?

"Me?? I'll bandage it up for you, and let Jingxuan take a look at it for you when we get to the Zhuangzi."

The moment he raised his eyes, he inevitably came into contact with his gentle gaze. Sikong Jue blushed, lowered his head and tore off the hem of a piece of obscene clothes, and carefully wrapped the wound on his arm. Chin, leaning forward to kiss him.

"Take a break first, Zhuangzi will be here soon."

When their lips were less than one centimeter away from each other, Sikong Jue blushed and avoided it. Maybe it was because he hadn't been intimate for too long, or maybe there was still a knot in his heart. At this moment, he didn't want to accept his kiss. Yan Xiaohua, who was rejected, couldn't hide his disappointment and looked at his daughter-in-law who was sitting across from him and holding the child again. Are they unable to go back?

The doubt was only for a second, and in the blink of an eye, the unique peach blossom eyes of the Yan family bloomed with a firm light, no, he will not allow it, Sikong Jue will always be Yan Xiaohua's princess of the county, and he will not care about any bullshit agreement in the future , and won't think about those messy things anymore, he wants to win his heart again, this time, it's him who chases him.

Yan Shengrui's Zhuangzi is very large, and it was rewarded to him by the late emperor when he was still alive. There are several families guarding the Zhuangzi. In addition to 300 mu of fertile land, there are also 200 mu of land. There are two big mountains at the front and back. Entering the courtyard three times, it is also equipped with a side room and a guest room, etc. It is a relatively large Zhuangzi nearby. When Ling Jingxuan and the others arrived, Ling Jinghan, Yuan Shaoqi and Ling Chenggui were already waiting outside the Zhuangzi.

"Brother, what happened?"

Seeing that quite a few people in their team were injured, Ling Jinghan, who came one step ahead in light clothes and riding lightly, hurried to the elder brother who was getting off the carriage, looked them up and down, and made sure that he and the children were not injured Afterwards, he was quietly relieved, but when he saw those wounded soldiers, his expression couldn't be called pretty.

"It's nothing, let's go in and talk."

Throwing him a look, Ling Jingxuan turned around and took the children down, looked up at Zhuangzi in front of him, with a little satisfaction and relaxation on his face.

"Second Uncle, I miss you so much."

The little bun broke away from Yan Xiaoming's hand, rushed over and hugged Ling Jinghan, his raised face was filled with a bright smile, and then Ling Wen, Yan Xiaoming and Tie Wazi also said in unison: "Second uncle."

They hadn't seen him since he moved out, and seeing each other at this time, everyone's faces were filled with happiness and excitement.

"Hehe... Second Uncle misses you very much too.

Come on, let's go into Zhuangzi and talk slowly. "

Bending down to pick up the little bun, Ling Jinghan put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being, and beckoned them to follow up with his eldest brother. To put it bluntly, the Imperial Academy is actually a noble academy run by the state, and most of the students studying in it are the sons of the big families, from poor families. There are very few students, and only those who are particularly outstanding and unlucky, and who are appreciated by a certain minister can enter. When he and Ling Chenggui first went to study, they were inevitably looked down upon and bullied. However, he is not the same as before. A sick man who can't be picked up, after several times of rectification by him, those elders and young masters dare not bully him anymore. After more than a month, although he will not blend in with them, at least he has gained their approval. Generally speaking, the life in the Imperial College was pretty passable. As early as more than ten days ago, he was thinking about the birthdays of his two nephews. Before he could contact him, his elder brother sent someone to notify him. I asked for leave from the master of the Imperial College, and came here early this morning with Yuan Shaoqi and Ling Chenggui.

"What? They're all dead?" At the same time, the masked man who was still waiting for the good news from his subordinates in the teahouse suddenly crushed the teacup in his hand, and his exposed eyes suddenly widened. How could it be possible? How could that farmer be able to kill all his dead soldiers? "It is said that the Seventh Prince and Prince Sheng arrived at the same time."

The specific situation, except for Ling Jingxuan and others, no one knows. When they arrived, the police were cleaning up and searching there, and they didn't dare to approach rashly. The only thing they knew was that the two hundred soldiers sent out were wiped out. up.

"Damn it, it must be Yan Shengrui!"

The man subconsciously ignored Ling Jingxuan and Yan Xiaoming, and bitterly chewed on Yan Chengrui's name. In their hearts, Ling Jingxuan was a farmer, and Yan Xiaoming was just a little kid. How could they kill him? dead man? In this world, the only person capable of doing this is Yan Shengrui.

The two people kneeling on the ground looked at each other, and swallowed the words again. Although they didn't know the specific situation, some of them died of severe poison. Poison? However, the men in front of them were about to rush away, so they didn't dare to say that it was all right, maybe it was really Prince Sheng who did it? The imperial palace, the imperial study room.

"Snapped!"

The emperor's writing brush, which was reviewing the memorial, fell unconsciously on the memorial, and his wide-eyed eyes gradually accumulated anger, and slowly turned to the governor of the capital who was kneeling on the ground: "What did you say? Princess Cheng was attacked outside the city?"

His tone was a little unsteady. Given Lao Jiu's love for the princess, what if something really happened to him or the child? ? Yan Shengzhi only felt a headache, what the hell is going on? Didn't they go to Zhuangzi to celebrate the children's birthdays? Why did the attack happen again? Waiting for Lao Jiu to come back? ? No, we can't wait, we must find out who is behind the scenes before he comes back.

Chapter 330 Chu Yunhan's Desire

"Give me a thorough investigation, and dig three feet to find out the mastermind behind the scenes."

Thinking of this, Yan Chengzhi yelled again before Fu Yin could reply, and Fu Yin, who was already terrified, was shaking like chaff. Chu Yunhan, who was stunned for a long time on the other side, suddenly asked tremblingly: " Respect?? Princess Cheng and the children are alright? And the Seventh Prince, are they injured?"