The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1089 Safety First (Third Change)

Qiao Mai was taken aback when she heard the words, then shook her head and said, "Of course not, I'm just a village girl in Anping Village, and my great-grandmother was long gone when I was born."

"Then why does the food you cook have a similar fragrance to that bowl of rice?" Yang Wenxiao continued to ask.

"Your Majesty, this must be a coincidence."

"Coincidence?" Yang Wenxiao looked her up and down, with obvious disbelief on his face, "How come you are the only one in Quan Daqi who has such a coincidence?"

"I don't know either." Qiao Xiaomai looked at Yang Wenxiao with his eyes wide open, neither dodging nor evading, "Maybe it's fate? Or why did I just focus on Tong Sanlang."

Yang Wenxiao, "...Then you have another fate, so that the food you cook will also have magical energy."

A look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Qiao Maimai's face, "I'm just a mortal, how can I do something like a fairy?"

Yang Wenxiao lowered his eyes when he heard the words, and fell silent.

After a while, he raised his head and looked at Qiao Maimai again, "Have you given it to the Emperor?"

"delivered."

"You husband and wife go down too, Sanlang has put in a lot of effort today and is also tired." Yang Wenxiao said.

"Shall the two of us stay with you?"

"No, go down, I want to be alone." Yang Wenxiao said, and fell down again.

Seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang exchanged glances, the two stood up, and exited the hall gently.

The two went back to the room in the apse silently. Qiao Xiaomai glanced at Tong Sanlang's dusty clothes, and asked the maid to boil water, intending to let him take a bath.

"You are really a hero, you actually went after Jia Cheng alone." Thinking of the worrying situation just now, she couldn't help raising her hand and slapped Tong Sanlang fiercely, "Your body is mortal, what if you get poisoned?" ? Make me a widow?!"

She was so strong that she didn't hold back her hands at all. Tong Sanlang couldn't help but hissed, and raised his hand to rub the beaten shoulder.

Qiao Xiaomai looked at him, and couldn't help but tapped his other shoulder again, "Do you want me to be a widow?!"

Both sides hurt, Tong Sanlang grinned, his handsome face completely lost its shape.

"Aren't I fighting for a better life for both of us in the future? Wealth and wealth are in danger. It's like that. I can't wait for the big troops to come."

"Besides, I'm good at martial arts. The tunnel is less than one meter high, and a normal person has to bend over to walk in it. Jia Cheng crawled on the ground, and his speed is very slow. I use lightness kung fu, and I can fly sideways inside. Grabbing him was just a matter of raising your hand."

"Look, I've got a little bit of dirt on me."

Tong Sanlang said and turned around to prove that he was really safe and sound.

Qiao Mai still couldn't help but glared at him, "Are you still reasonable?!"

"No reason, I was wrong, I won't do this again next time." Tong Sanlang immediately admitted his mistake, "You hit me, hit me as you like."

Qiao Xiaomai stared at him, her cheeks were puffed up, and she couldn't help but raised her hand to pat him again, "You don't have to work so hard, just pretend to be decent, and safety comes first."

She naturally understood Tong Sanlang's behavior at that time.

Comprehensible belongs to understanding, but I still feel scared when I think about it now.

Looking at Yang Wenxiao's reaction, she realized once again that there is nothing more precious than human life.

If life is gone, then there is nothing.

Tong Sanlang pursed his lips when he heard the words, and raised his arms to hug her, "I know."

(End of this chapter)