A farmer's fierce wife

Chapter 975 I Love You

Duke Wan said openly: "Your Majesty, I asked the little servant who was in charge of serving there, and they said that General Nangong and his wife sometimes played chess together, sometimes painted, sometimes practiced arrows in the garden, and more often Say things they don't understand."

"Oh? Why don't you know the law?" the emperor asked, pretending to read the memorial while asking, as if he was just asking casually.

Eunuch Wan knew the emperor's virtue long ago, so he said, "What hometown, what plane, car, etc."

"Airplane? Car?" The emperor was a little surprised.

Eunuch Wan laughed and said, "Your Majesty is also very curious, right? Our servants don't even know what these things are. I guess they might be things played by folk children."

But the emperor shook his head.

When he was a child, he received a wooden toy, which was given by his grandmother, who said it was an airplane, shaped like a dragonfly, with two pairs of large wings, and his grandmother said that no other children had it, only he had it. "

The emperor always thought that his grandmother was a strange person, who could always make some strange things and food, but they were especially delicious. It's a pity that she passed away early, otherwise she must have had a lot of conversations with Nanfeng.

"Besides these? Is there anything else?" the emperor asked again.

Like a voyeur, he is spying on other people's happiness.

"Your Majesty, there are some more... such as what your Majesty did with your concubine, some embarrassing things," Eunuch Wan said shyly.

A memorial in the emperor's hand was almost torn.

"Is the quality of this paper too bad? Let Wang Yushi write memorials on better paper in the future," said the emperor.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

……

The shameful thing happened again tonight.

As the saying goes, food and clothing are well-dressed, and now in the palace, there are maids and eunuchs to wait on, and an imperial doctor to take care of Nanfeng's body. Now the two of them are full of energy and have no place to vent. If they don't do these things, they can do what?
Afterwards, Brother Ye put his arms around Nan Feng and kissed her on the cheek.

Nanfeng also responded with a kiss, and then sighed: "Nowadays, there is always a thought of living today as the last day. Even if we are not here tomorrow, we must live happily at this moment."

"Feng'er is right," Ye Ge raised his hand to caress Nan Feng's body, and then stayed on her knife wound. It was basically healed there, but a scar could be felt.

She blocked it for him, and every time he touched it, he wanted to hurt her hard.

"Brother Ye, do you sometimes feel that your life is pitiful?" Nan Feng asked.

"Why did Feng'er say that?"

"You don't know who your biological parents are. You grew up in a harsh military camp. You endured so much suffering and experienced such a catastrophe. Now you have finally finished the war, but... you are placed under house arrest again. , do you sometimes complain about the injustice of your fate?" Nan Feng asked while stroking his chest muscles.

"My hardships are nothing. As for my biological parents, I asked my adoptive father before. He said that I was a child picked up on the battlefield. My parents are dead, but my adoptive father raised me and treated me like his own. , so I have nothing to complain about."

Nan Feng turned around: "If you are treated like your own, how can you be willing to send him to a place like yours for devil training? If it is my child, I will definitely feel sorry for him, and I will definitely be reluctant."

Brother Ye hugged Nanfeng tightly from behind: "Father hoped that I would stand up to the sky in the future. He said that if I can't pass the training, there is no need to live, because I can't even protect myself."

(End of this chapter)