Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 1222: Wait for the day he died

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Before coming, he expected to be made things difficult.

But he didn't expect Feng Qingbai to use such naive means to make things difficult, not even looking for a better excuse.

It's more embarrassing than making excuses!

Moreover, he was received after an hour and a half, but he was not allowed to leave during this period.

To leave is to give up the opportunity to be interviewed.

Clenched his fists, Ba Nian looked calm and generous, "Thank you, I'll be waiting here."

"It's easy to talk, and the time is up, please come again for the younger ones." The concierge also replied with a smile, coldly sneered, pretending to be really like that, is it about to explode

Offended their prince, there is always time to be cleaned up.

Ba Nian returned to the carriage, trying to suppress the fluctuating emotions, and the waiting time slowly passed. This kind of waiting seemed particularly long and difficult, especially, occasionally I could hear the little tune of the porter not far away.

The mood can only be described in one word, fuck.

In the house, Liu Yusheng didn't respond at all to the emperor Xiliang's visit, and didn't ask much.

That's a man's business, if she wants to know anything, she can ask afterwards.

Feng Qingbai was extremely satisfied with her reaction.

Half an hour, I accompanied the woman to lunch and coaxed her to fall asleep. I squinted for half an hour, and when I walked out of Yuqingyuan in good spirits, the time was just right.

Looking up at the sky, just after noon, that one and a half hour is the strongest time of the sun.

Grandma usually sun-dried the vegetables. Freshly prepared fresh vegetables will become half-dried within one and a half hours after drying, and the moisture can be more than half.

Isn't it the same for the person sitting in the carriage in the sun

It's not much better without an adult.

"Invite someone in."

"No tea."

When Ba Nian walked into Nanling Palace, he was dizzy, his chest was stuffy, and his mouth was sticky and dry.

Top-heavy, it was easy to sit in the hall of Nanling Palace. As a result, there was not even a cup of tea!

It is said that the king of Nanling Fengqing Bo Juixi must be reported. He saw it personally today. It is more than just worthy of the name.

He stretched his neckline and placket a little, and Ba Nian looked at the man who was sitting on his head, with no drops of sweat on his forehead, "Is the prince's hospitality so generous?"

"Oh? What kind of hospitality?"

"The Royal Palace, the guests come to the door, don't even have a cup of tea?"

"Oh! The emperor Xiliang said this." The man was abruptly apologetic, "forgot to tell the emperor Xiliang that the well water used in the mansion has fallen out of dirt, and it won’t be clean for a while. The Emperor Liang really needed a cup of tea when he came home, so I ordered someone to buy some back."

Ba Nian's face became darker, and he had to squeeze, "That's it, but a cup of tea is nothing more than a cup of tea. There is no need to bother the prince and enlighten the crowd."

It was rumored that he dignified Xiliang Emperor came to ask for a cup of tea. For this reason, the Labor Prince's Mansion went to the streets to buy tea, which was even more laughable and generous.

The man nodded, and the tea incident was over.

Until he left after playing countless machine fronts, Ba Nian couldn't make up for himself.

He has been pampered for more than 20 years. He really hasn't tried it. It turns out that thirst is what it feels like!

When Liu Yusheng woke up from a nap, Ba Nian hadn't left yet.

Knowing that Feng Qingbai was still discussing matters with the other party in the lobby, Liu Yusheng did not go there and took a book on the bookcase in front of the window to pass the time.

At the beginning of the Xiliang Palace, Ba Nian forced her to untie her veil to see her true colors. Feng Qingbai learned about this later and kept her grudges in mind.

Otherwise, she would not specifically pick her time for a nap before putting people in the door.

If she passes by at this time, it will be her man who is angry.

Thinking of the man's stingy temperament, Liu Yusheng pursed his lips, with virtue.

Halfway through a book, at the end of the day, the man came back, took the book from her hand and hugged her in his arms, opened the window a little, and enjoyed the mild wind in the afternoon.

Liu Yusheng didn't struggle, and stayed in the man's arms obediently.

In this weather, fortunately, there is an ice bucket in the room, otherwise, if you hug it together, you will have to sweat.

"The rectification is over?" She didn't ask if he was gone, only if he was happy with the rectification.

The man raised his lips, "The Emperor Xiliang couldn't hold it, so he found an excuse and ran away."

Otherwise, he can be thirsty for another half an hour.

It's a pity.

"What did he come to talk to you about?"

"Nothing was discussed. I introduced him to the structure of the courtyards of the palace, took him to the back garden of the palace, and then praised the refreshing tea in the palace, and finally talked about the bitter melon for quenching thirst. He said goodbye."

"..." Liu Yusheng slowly leaned on the man's chest, and laughed.

This girl is so poisonous.

It was enough to leave people in the sun for three hours, and in the end they dragged people to the other courtyard and the back garden.

Although the weather in the north is slightly different from that in the south, the sun in early August can stun people.

At the moment when the negotiation was about to come, Ba Nian came to the door definitely not to let Feng Qingbai breathe out, but nothing was done by himself.

However, the facts proved that compared with Feng Qingbai, Ba Nian seemed to be a little bit too deep in the city.

Nanling Prince's Mansion and his party are enough to leave Ba Nian's shadow for a lifetime.

"Is your mood better now?" Liu Yusheng asked with a smile after he finished laughing, pinching the man's cheeks.

The man refused, "When did I feel bad?"

"Then why did you avoid me when meeting Ba Nian?"

The man stayed silent, chuckled, his eyes overflowing with danger, "When he dies, the king will take Princess Nanling to mourn him."

Liu Yusheng pecked the man's lips, "It's quite to my liking."

The dark light in the long eyes dissipated, leaving clear.

She's a man, sometimes it's so coaxing, as long as he doesn't step on his tail.

The two Koreas negotiated on the war on the northwest border on the morning of the second day.

After the dynasty dispersed early in the morning, the courtiers who participated in the negotiations went to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to wait.

Concerning the safety of the Xiliang border and even the entire country, the delegation of envoys did not dare to neglect, and rushed to the Hall of Supreme Harmony early.

At this time, the courtiers of the two dynasties were in the same hall, standing in two separate seats, and the whitewashing of the banquet night was gone as they looked at each other, and their eyes were shooting secret arrows.

Xiliang is absolutely at a disadvantage.

No matter how tough they were, their confidence was not enough, because they came here this time, and they said it was a negotiation. The truth is that they came to seek peace, seek a truce, and seek a way out of Nanling.

The negotiation was also about how to try to reduce their losses to Xiliang.

Ba Nian came a little later, when the seats in the hall were almost full.

Yesterday, I was thirsty for a long time because of Nanling King's revenge. I had already reached the limit. After returning to the station, I poured two pots of tea and fell down. When I got up today, it was almost time for negotiation. Clothes rush to the palace.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Ba Nian's eyes darkened.

"The emperor is here—"

"The King of Nanling is here—"