"Peony, I'm hungry, let's go eat."
Peony Hua'er was interrupted again, and followed her daughter-in-law to eat.
He Lianzheng stared blankly at the backs of those two, turned his head blankly, and asked Ba Biao, "I'm not dreaming, am I?"
Ba Biao ignored him and looked at Feng Zhiwei's back full of admiration.
"The princess princess is a god-man... even the trumpet flowers can't bring her down..."
Only when Peony Hua'er is swaying at the goat's milk glutinous rice cakes, everyone dares to pay for it - the princess will only pay special attention when eating, and it will not be too shocking.
Gu Nanyi hugged Gu Zhixiao and went straight to Feng Zhiwei, saying, "No milk."
The nanny who came from Zhongyuan, saw the bloody killing scene last night, was frightened, and suddenly lost her milk. Gu Zhixiao was also a delicate person, and refused to eat rice soup. Young Master Gu asked Feng Zhiwei for help.
Feng Zhiwei glared at him—why are you looking for me, do you really think this is my daughter
"Where did you come from? She's so beautiful?" Peony Hua'er's eyes lit up, she stopped her hands suddenly, and came to pick her up while her mouth was full of scum, "Sweetie, you are really capable. This marriage is not yet married. The baby is already in my arms, and you are not bad, Jigouer..." She lifted the quilt with lightning speed, then covered it with a swipe, and stared, "It's just that the seed is almost a bit weak, why is it a woman? "
He Lianzheng, who was drinking milk tea, spit out a mouthful of tea, causing Zong Chen to rush out to change into his third white dress of the day.
"It's not mine..." He Lianzheng said dying, "I picked it up."
"Oh." Peony Hua'er didn't know whether it was disappointment or a sigh of joy, and reached out to pick up Gu Zhixiao who was so hungry and crying, "I'll come."
Of course Young Master Gu ignored her, He Lianzheng yelled, "Come on, come on, what a fart, do you have milk?"
"You're right!" Peony put the plate down, puffed out her chest heavily, and said loudly, "I! Yes! Milk!"
A tent of people settled there, and Peony Hua'er was already approaching Gu Nanyi with pride on her face, pushing her chest to him, "Do you want to take a look? Do you want to take a look? You can tell if you have milk or not! "
For the first time in his life, Young Master Gu retreated steadily in front of the enemy...
Peony Hua'er took advantage of the victory and pursued, grabbed Gu Zhixiao with a swish, smiled and teased her face, and said to Feng Zhiwei: "Baby Weiwei, in the future you will have a baby that can't be uglier than this one."
Feng Zhiwei sat calmly, nodded with a smile, and maintained a strong composure to any nicknames that Mudanhuaer was familiar with—compared to Jigouer, Mudanhuaer was not ashamed to call her a little cat and a little rabbit.
"You... gave birth again..." He Lianzheng struggled to ask, "I just left not long ago, you... gave birth again?"
What is born again? Does the concubine give birth often
"What do you mean giving birth again!" Peony Hua'er suddenly jumped into a rage, pointing at Helianzheng's nose and scolding, "I have only given birth to seven in so many years! You are the reincarnated wolf cub, Dama Living Buddha said that your life is hard to overcome. Brother, that’s not bad! Seven lives and seven die! The eighth one, I stayed in the royal court when I was taken captive, and it’s probably... eighty percent that I won’t survive! You wolf cub, wolf cub, wolf cub... "
He Lianzheng didn't speak this time, and it seemed that he felt that he was justified. Peony Hua'er immediately forgot after venting her anger, and happily went to untie her skirt, "It's crowded anyway, it's suffocating me... "
The people in the tent disappeared in a flash.
"Girl, drink it all up." Peony Hua'er opened her heart to Gu Zhixiao with maternal love, "Anyway, your brother won't be able to drink anymore."
Where did you come from? He Lianzheng's younger brother, could it be Gu Zhixiao's brother
Feng Zhiwei looked at her dumbfounded, and reminded, "Since you still have children to feed, at least keep some."
"No need." Liu Mudan waved her hand grandly, "I can't survive."
"Why?"
"Must." Liu Mudan said, "Brother Ji Gouer, if you can't, then..."
She stopped suddenly, with a strange expression on her face, and then changed the subject, giggling and saying, "Get ready, I was taken out, and I left marks along the way, Wang Ting and Wang Jun should have chased him out to meet He Lianzheng." The team should be here too."
Feng Zhiwei looked at the woman who was laughing heartlessly, and her eyes were slightly thoughtful—this trumpet peony, her husband was killed and she was laughing, she was laughing when she was captured, and the youngest son was going to die. laughing.
She smiled and stayed in the precarious royal court after the death of the old king, smiled and flirted with the leader of the Jinpeng tribe in exchange for lax guards after being captured, smiled and pretended to persecute but actually told her son to escape, she smiled and faced Everything, never thinking about your own life and death.
During this period of time, the old king was killed, the prince was away, and the tribes were caught in a bloody battle, but the king's army did not cause chaos, and the establishment of the system was complete until He Lianzheng came back—whose credit is this
Seeing her thick makeup, vulgar make-up, and vulgar behavior, Feng Zhiwei smiled slowly, put his hand on hers, and said softly: "The concubine has worked hard."
Liu Mudan was startled, the smile on her face stiffened for a moment, and then she stretched out as before, throwing away the full Gu Zhixiao, opened her arms exaggeratedly, and said with a laugh: "Good wife, you know that I am Hard!"
Feng Zhiwei stretched out his hand and caught her embrace.
The woman threw herself on her shoulder, buried her face in her shoulder, the rich and gaudy aroma forced her nose to itch, Feng Zhiwei rubbed her nose - not because it was itchy, but because it was slightly sore.
There was such a moment of silence in the tent, the noisy chirping and laughter disappeared, and the gesture of the two women gently embracing was full of understanding and concern.
He only buried his face on Feng Zhiwei's shoulder for a moment, then lifted it up immediately, Peony Hua'er still had that heartless smile.
Feng Zhiwei's gaze swept over her shoulder intentionally or unintentionally, where there were faint wet marks that were almost invisible.
Outside the tent, there was the earth-shattering sound of horseshoes in the distance.
"Let's go." Feng Zhiwei took her hand and smiled at each other.
Two women with different personalities but equally extraordinary, facing the rumbling prairie army horses, stepped towards the golden light outside the tent.