Farmers earn a living with their sons to make money

Chapter 42
"Princess, let's go!" The maid behind the woman stepped forward to help her leave.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the servant girl was beaten to the side by the woman, and she didn't dare to speak again, "How dare a mere lowly servant girl dare to act presumptuously in front of this princess?!"

"Princess, calm down, princess, calm down!" All the maids fell to their knees on the ground, begging for mercy.

Disgust flashed in the man's indifferent and lonely eyes, and he looked away.

"Brother Aotian, I beg you, Jiaoyang, as long as you let me see Mr. Feng, I will leave immediately and return to Beijing, and I will never bother you again! Jiaoyang promises!"

Princess Jiaoyang's face was full of pleading, and the cruel face and sultry expression that had just been punished by the servant girl were swept away, and her face changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

I finally came to this Yueshan Bieyuan, in order to know that Mr. Feng and Brother Aotian are very close, and one day, I can find a chance to meet him, but this Mr. Feng finally came, as long as I can see him ······

Jiao Yang was anxious in his heart, seeing the man in front of him indifferent, his face was cold, his heart was full of hatred, his teeth were clenched tightly, but he still kept a shy and expectant look on his face, such acting skills are really... ··

After Feng Xiaochen administered the needle, he wrote a prescription for Jin Luo to take the medicine, and then came towards the gazebo with a fan.

"Come on, send Princess Jiaoyang back to the capital immediately!" The man raised his head and said something in the dark, his faint words did not contain the slightest warmth and were indifferent.

"Brother Aotian..." Jiao Yang looked at the two men in black who flew towards him from nowhere, stamped his feet, unwilling to leave.

"Princess, please respect yourself, otherwise don't blame your subordinates for being rude!" The two men in black exude a strong murderous and hostile aura, which makes people frightened. No matter how arrogant and presumptuous he was, he snorted coldly at the two men in black, took trivial steps, and returned to the residence angrily.

"Come out!" Feng Xiaochen touched the tip of his nose, and flew up to the pavilion from behind the rockery beside the pavilion.

"Ice Cube, Princess Scorching Sun's mother saved your life, you are not afraid of her if you treat her like this..."

"Huh?! Do you want someone to call the scorching sun back?!" The man glanced at Feng Xiaochen, and Feng Xiaochen felt goosebumps all over his body.

Feng Xiaochen waved his hands reflexively, "Don't, don't, I still want to live a few more days!"

There was a moment of silence in the gazebo, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

After a long time, Feng Xiaochen couldn't take it anymore, and was about to speak when a burst of messy and fast footsteps came to the gazebo.

"Master, Mr. Feng, you're awake!" Jin Luo rushed to pass the message, but the man remained silent, Feng Xiaochen shook his head, and followed Jin Luo to leave.

In the room, Zhao Laizi slowly opened his eyes, feeling pain all over his body.

"This is heaven..." Lame Zhao looked at the place he was in, the exquisite curtains, the big room, all of which only appeared in the dream, no, nothing appeared in the dream so good.

It seemed that he was really dead, dead.

It's okay, it's okay to die, to be free, to be free...

"Squeak!" With a sound, the door was pushed open, Zhao Lizi raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the person who came in from the door.

"It seems that it's all right. I'll give him some medicine later on. If you have any questions, just ask me. My son will go back to sleep for a while!"

"Young Master Feng, go slowly!" Jin Luo sent Feng Xiaochen away, and when he turned around to come back, he saw Limp Zhao huddled in the innermost side of the bed, his face full of fear and terror.

(End of this chapter)