The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 891: life

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It's not that Ning Mengyao wants to doubt Wei Luo, but she has to think so. After all, Feng Xiao feels very difficult to control. How can she guarantee such a person

You can't guarantee your own affairs, let alone others'.

And the suggestions she put forward, although a little more dangerous, were more convincing. After all, it was a fact that Song Li drugged her.

Weiluo frowned and looked at Ning Mengyao. She didn't think about this problem. She glanced at Ning Mengyao, Weiluo sighed softly and said helplessly: "Then what do you want?"

"Tianchang should use my method, okay?" Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang seriously, without begging or compromising, but with persistence.

Because this is very important to her.

Qiao Tianchang wanted to refute Ning Mengyao very much, but seeing her persistence, Qiao Tianchang couldn't say anything, and even thought about just agreeing.

Qiao Tianchang's brows were frowned tightly, and the expression on his face was very ugly.

"Tian Chang..." Ning Mengyao also knew that her request was a bit excessive. If it were Qiao Tianchang who made such a request, she would not agree.

Qiao Tianchang's eyes flickered slightly, and then he said: "Let people disguise themselves as you."

Ning Mengyao was startled: "Tian Chang, what do you mean?"

"It's what you think. If you don't agree, then we would rather take a detour." He still couldn't let Ning Mengyao take the risk, and this was his only insistence.

"But… "

"Xiao Yao'er, you should listen to Tian Chang's wishes. If I were Tian Chang, there would be no room for negotiation on this matter, and we would have to take a detour." When Ning Mengyao was about to speak, Yu Feng interrupted him at the right time and used his own attitude to persuade Ning Mengyao.

"Yes, Yao'er. You were so angry when Tian Chang was injured. Now you are just a different person. If there is any accident, Tian Chang may not forgive himself, so Yao'er, don't be willful." Yu Feng finished his words. , Situ Xuan then spoke.

Ning Mengyao scratched her hair irritably. She looked at them and opened her mouth. In the end, she could only nod helplessly.

"Then... that's fine."

Everyone said that, and Ning Mengyao couldn't just go her own way. This would only hurt the hearts of those who cared about her.

Seeing that Ning Mengyao agreed, Qiao Tianchang breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she was not involved in the investigation herself, Qiao Tianchang would be relieved.

Weiluo looked at the way they got along and felt a little envious.

So what if she has such abilities? But lost such warm feelings.

"Meng Yao, sometimes I really envy you. No, I should say jealous." Wei Luo looked at Ning Mengyao and murmured to himself with a wry smile.

Ning Mengyao glanced at Weiluo strangely: "Why did you say that?"

"It's nothing. I just think you are really enviable. You have such a good husband, a group of such good friends, and very cute children..." Weiluo looked at Ning Mengyao and said with a smile, but there was a little smile. The child is bitter.

Ning Mengyao pursed her lips and glanced at Weiluo: "You also have Feng'er."

Feng'er? Weiluo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I will never see Mengyao again in the future. I want to get rid of you and don't tell him these things. I also hope you can help me take good care of him."

"Why?" Ning Mengyao was a little confused and a little angry. Does this person dislike Feng'er that much

"How could I not like Feng'er? It's just that I have my responsibilities and my mission." Weiluo looked up and murmured in a low voice.

Yufeng didn't seem to have spared a glance, and suddenly said: "As long as the prophets who have appeared in history are slightly more powerful, their life span will not exceed forty."

Weiluo nodded: "You are right, but you are also wrong. It is not that it is no more than forty, but thirty-five, and I am thirty-four years old today." Weiluo's voice was very low, low. What people heard was a bit inappropriate.

"Why?" Ning Mengyao was shocked and looked at Weiluo in disbelief. How could it become like this