Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 550 The Secret of Father and Son (2)
crunch...

The Daqin God of War gritted his teeth, and also remembered this episode. That man even coveted his wife!
Thinking of this, he was happy again.

Covet it, covet it, stare eagerly all day long, scratching your heart and lungs, thinking, the lioness still belongs to me, um, not only the lioness, but also the little bastard and little Lengxia belong to me, if I have a daughter-in-law and a son, I will return it immediately I'm going to have a daughter, and my family of four will enjoy themselves happily, so just stare and be blind!

The Great Qin God of War thought happily, his eagle eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

Well, the key task now is to raise the daughter-in-law for nothing!
Zhan Beilie was enjoying himself, but Tuoba Rong frowned, unable to figure it out: "However, what purpose does he have for helping Hua Mei? It stands to reason that Hua Mei has nothing worth using now."

Hua Qian sneered, and sighed: "Not only is there nothing worth using, it's not an exaggeration to call it a lost dog..."

Leng Xia also agreed, feeling very strange.

According to Dongfang Run's temperament, how could he help without any reason?
Involuntarily, a not-so-good premonition rose in my heart.

Everyone was thinking about it, and they couldn't figure it out. They saw the Daqin God of War raised his sword eyebrows seriously, and the eyebrows were twisted into a deep "Chuan", as if he had thought of something extremely troublesome.

Unconsciously, everyone looked at him together, and their expressions became serious.

After entering Yicheng, Xiao Zhenqian led his army to the northeast, making sure to take back the city that Dongfang Run had fought all the way to, and the confrontation between Dongchu and Daqin was almost without suspense Yes, Eastern Chu ruled the country with literature, how could they defeat the brave and skilled Qin in a head-to-head confrontation.

But Dongfang Run is by no means a person who just sits and waits to die. That person has a lot of tricks. If he really wants to confront General Xiao, he can't do it head-on, and he will think of some twists and turns on the side.

Everyone waited for Zhan Beilie's analysis with serious expressions.

After a while, a certain man turned his head solemnly: "Daughter-in-law..."

Leng Xia looked serious.

A certain man asked solemnly: "Would you like red date porridge or longan porridge for lunch?"

boom! boom! boom!
Amidst the overwhelming sound, Leng Xia smacked her lips and thought for a while: "Red dates and longan porridge!"

Daqin God of War got the order, and immediately ran to the kitchen cheerfully, joking, Dongfangrun, Dongchu, Huamei, and conspiracies, these boring things are not as important as her wife's lunch!

Everyone, who looked like they had seen a ghost, got up from the ground.

In the distance, the heroic and tall man was striding forward, surrounded by a small golden sun, and his naked back revealed joy and satisfaction.

Tut tut...

Look at that smug and proud appearance, as if he is a big man and a big Qin God of War, not going to cook for his wife, but rushing to the battlefield to give advice.

Although they were already used to being thundered, they still couldn't help but looked up to the sky and sighed.

Subversion!
It wasn't until Zhan Beilie had turned a corner and disappeared that Leng Xia looked away, and with a contented smile on his lips, he stroked his stomach.

call out!
The pink robe flashed, and the old naughty boy rushed over dancing.

Excitedly, she approached her, fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "Girl, do you know that a group of new maids have entered the palace!"

Leng Xia blinked, although she didn't know about it, but when the dynasty changes, it's natural for the old to change, otherwise the former superior would leave behind some confidantes and have nothing to do with assassination, wouldn't it be a trouble for herself.

The old naughty boy smiled, pulled a chair and sat down, staring at her big belly and sighing: "The old man saw it just now. Hey, the girls in the water are so beautiful! They are all so beautiful!"

A certain woman continued to blink, looking at him in confusion.

The old naughty boy stared, hating iron for being weak: "You are already nine months pregnant, what if that Lie boy secretly climbs the wall!"

"cut……"

Everyone lost interest and looked at him like a fool. You didn't see that man just now was worthless. It's a disgrace to all the men in the world!
Wall climbing?

Not to mention taking the initiative to climb the wall such a difficult technical job, if the wall automatically came to him, squatted down to let him climb, he would probably be kicked and collapsed!
The old urchin curled his lips, looking at Leng Xia's calm face without any worry at all, he shook his white beard speechlessly, and tried to provoke dissension: "Girl, there is no cat in the world that doesn't eat fish, you That's it..."

Suddenly, halfway through his speech, his eyes froze!
"What is the taste?"

He leaned in front of Leng Xia, his face lost his playfulness, he wrinkled his nose and sniffed, and muttered: "It's kind of familiar..."

Leng Xia then took a deep sniff twice, shook her head and said, "I didn't smell it."

"No!" The old naughty boy slapped his forehead with a slap, scratched his white hair in circles, and muttered: "No, no, what kind of smell is it? The old man should definitely know it. Although it's still very light, it's impossible for the old man not to know it. ah……"

"See you in the moon, Huang Yu."

Two dull words came in a flash.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Mu Er walking slowly, step by step, from a distance. His cyan skirt was bulging, and after a while, a small black head popped out. He pressed it in blankly and mercilessly.

On the other hand, holding the little Zhan Shiqi, the little eagle's eyes were serious.

"Yes!" The old urchin clapped his hands fiercely, and suddenly realized: "It's evening primrose and yellow cornus root!"

"Ah, that's not right!" He was startled suddenly, puffing out his cheeks with a gloomy expression on his face, as if his position as the leader had been robbed by someone, and he was not afraid of Mu Er anymore, he felt wronged and complained: "The old man has been immersed in poison for so many years, you You... how could you think of it before me!"

Mu Er stood there blankly, stretching out his free hand.

A small grass lay quietly in the pale palm, obviously it had been uprooted just now, and the roots were still stained with mud. You can tell the difference, the roots are extremely thin and numerous, like a handful of seaweed, and the faint scent is also emitted from the roots.

(End of this chapter)