Chapter 166: Tears Stain Your Clothes Twenty-six

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Whoa...... (Voice of the carriage situation)

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"Yan Qin, you shouldn't have agreed." Feng Ming picked up the lotus seed tea and sighed lightly, they were rushing to Zhao Country now.

Yan Qin smiled bitterly and didn't speak, but at that time she could only agree, Sister Yingxiu, if they were fine, the husband would be very happy.

Feng Ming probably knew what she was thinking, raised her hand and put Yan Qin's hand on her hand, her face turned red and she immediately took it back, and said intermittently, "Husband, please drink tea." "

Hehe~

"I don't mean to blame you, it's just that there are not many capable people in Yan Kingdom, why does your father want you to be an envoy?" Feng Ming whispered.

"Hmm......" Feng Xun squeaked, this was also his doubt, but if he really wanted to ask why, he would have a little guess.

Just as he was about to speak, Yan Qin got up and walked out of the carriage, full of despair, and said, "He is not my father. "

Outside the carriage, Yan Qin looked haggard and leaned on the guardrail. No matter what Yan Yun did, she could be sure of one thing, that person was never as kind as he seemed to be, right...... He was not at all merciful on the surface.

In the car, Mo Meng raised his hand and gently pinched Feng Ming's body, and said softly, "Don't go to accompany Sister Yanqin yet, she is her husband's wife." "

Feng Ming nodded, got up and walked two steps, then looked back and said, "There is only one wife." "

He said it very quietly, but Yan Qin heard it outside, that's right, he is not even a wife of his husband, he is just a woman who has interacted with his husband, but the princess of the dignified hall is this identity, and she is really helpless when she thinks about it.

But I can only be helpless, and besides, my husband is good to me after all.

"You heard what I said." Pulling open the curtain, the wind roared to Yan Qin's side, and spoke very calmly.

Yan Qin was just sluggish, what did her husband mean by this, did he want to tell her that he was superfluous?

"That's what the husband said." Yan Qin looked back and smiled, but she was a little unwilling in her heart, but what could she do? Even if he is really superfluous in Feng Ming's eyes, it's nothing, isn't it okay to serve with peace of mind?

"What are you thinking?" Feng Ming was expressionless, but he hugged her from behind.

Of course, he could guess what Yan Qin was thinking, and he had to say that he was really thinking too much.

"Nothing." Yan Qin subconsciously spoke, she closed her eyes and leaned into Feng Ming's arms, it turned out that it was so pleasant to feel the temperature of her husband in the cold wind.

Feng Ming chuckled lightly and let go of her, nothing is really perfunctory, isn't it okay to just say that you are thinking about the affairs of Yanyun Zhao Guo?

But it is precisely like this, Feng Ming actually felt a little happy, only if she is upset, she will say such things, it is not easy to make people like Yan Qin upset.

He quipped, "If not, you're going to give me a baby?" "

"Ahh Yan Qin's pale complexion, which was originally blown by the cold wind, instantly turned crimson, and his whole body turned hot, but he didn't know how to answer.

Feng Ming laughed when he saw this, and even the coachman looked back curiously

"Let's go inside." Wind whispered and took her hand and walked into the carriage.

Feng Xun was cooking porridge on the side, looked back at Yan Qin, and said, "I also think that there can only be one wife, but isn't the husband also one person for a woman?" Just do your own thing."

Yan Qin strode to Mo Meng and sat down, eager to get directly into the brocade quilt behind him, but he didn't expect that Mr. Feng Xun, who had always been silent, would say such a thing.

But if you think about it carefully, it is indeed a truth, for Feng Ming, there can only be one wife, but a woman is nothing, and at that time he was obviously not a simple friend to Xin'er.

It is even more common for a king to have three wives and four concubines, so he should be glad that he can be the king's second woman after all. And I don't have to think too much about it at all, just like Feng Xun said, I am already a husband.

But I've always been doing my own thing, and I'm also serving my husband wholeheartedly.

Coming back to his senses, Feng Xun had already arrived near with a few bowls of porridge, and the first bowl was directly placed in front of Yan Qin.

She's almost sluggish, shouldn't she give it to her husband at this time? No matter how bad it is, it's Mo Meng, and it was actually given to her, and she really felt flattered.

Feng Ming saw that she was not sluggish, picked up the bowl, picked up the spoon and stirred it slowly, and whispered, "It seems that the weather is really cold, Zhaofeng just stood outside for a while, and he didn't even have the strength to drink porridge." "

Yan Qin petrified, coughed, hurriedly took the bowl, and saluted, "Husband made fun of me." "

Holding the porridge, she suddenly looked up at Feng Ming, with a look of disbelief, her husband just called her Zhaofeng, although her father also called her Zhaofeng, but Feng Ming screamed to make her feel much more comfortable.

Feng Ming smiled when he saw this, on weekdays, he always called Momeng by his full name, and occasionally called Meng'er, relatively speaking, calling Yan Qin Zhaofeng is equivalent to calling Momeng as Meng'er.

It's just that Yan Qin didn't know all this, she could only feel the strong warmth, and she couldn't even feel a trace of cold in her body after a bowl of porridge.

Mo Meng knew what Feng Ming meant, she didn't mind, and at the same time, Feng Xun put a pot of tea in front of her, it was lotus seed tea.

She immediately burst into tears, looked at Feng Ming and said, "Why can I only drink tea?" "

He didn't look at Feng Xun, because he didn't have to think about it to know that this must be what her husband meant, and he had never stopped in the past few months, was it really sarcastic?

Everyone just chuckled when they saw this, even Yan Qin.

(Another chapter on my water...... )

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