"Husband!" Guang'an raised his head, looked at Feng Daiwen with sleepy eyes, smiled sweetly, and buried his head deep in Feng Daiwen's chest, smelling his body greedily, as if he wanted to integrate himself together.

Feng Daiwen felt Guang'an's attachment and was thrown into Guang'an's arms, early in the morning when men were sensitive, and they could bear it there, and their hands naturally began to swim......

As the hands that seemed to have magical power kept swimming, Guang'an's face became red, his eyes were watery, his lips were slightly open, and he naturally let out a coquettish sound, the red waves rolled, and the mandarin ducks were in pairs......

Feng Daiwen touched his slightly sore waist, looked at Guang'an, who was weak but radiant, and said involuntarily: "There are only tired cattle, no ploughed fields, and the ancients don't deceive me!" ”

Guang'an was stunned for a moment, reacted, and couldn't help but turn red again, thinking that Feng Daiwen was indeed rushing like a cow, and couldn't help but weaken his body.

Feng Daiwen saw that his index finger moved, and almost caused another battle, his sore waist reminded him, tried his best to restrain his thoughts, and took Guang'an out of the hall to eat.

Guang'an Xijing, due to his background, is also accustomed to simplicity, there are only four personal maids around him, generally in a group of two, two people are around to obey orders at any time, the other two lead others to take care of the inner garden, and the outer courtyard is handed over to the maid who is familiar with affairs.

Aomei is not arrogant, but she is cold, even Feng Daiwen rarely sees a smiling face, but Yaju is not elegant at all, and she is a small talker.

"You're back, don't you know! When you are not at home, the princess sits quietly there and looks out of the door, and she sits for most of the day, and she is about to become a wangfu stone. Yaju kept saying.

"Dead girl, you talk a lot." Guang'an was told that his mind was broken, and Yaju glanced at him and said coquettishly.

"The servant is telling the truth, you can see that the princess looks much better when the princess comes back." Yaju didn't care either, anyway, she would be said a few words by others every day, and a few white eyes were even more common, and a face was already poisonous.

The speaker has no intention of listening, Guang'an's face itself is thin, listening to her say this, thinking about yesterday to the present, I can't help but blush, "Oops! With a bang, he buried his head in his chest, and almost found a hole in the ground to turn into.

"What's wrong with you, princess!" Yaju saw Guang'an screaming "oops", and asked worriedly.

Guang'an has already made an ostrich, where will he answer her, Aomei is older after all, and she has been in the palace all the year round, so she naturally understands a little, her face is rarely red, and she pulls Yaju, who is at a loss, and goes out.

After the others left, there were only two people left, and Guang'an raised his head with a blushing face and said shyly: "It's all your fault." ”

"Hehe, yes, it's all to blame." Feng Daiwen smiled, glanced at Guang'an with malicious intentions and said.

Guang'an was looked at strangely by his eyes, and couldn't help but twist Feng Daiwen's waist in annoyance.

Feng Daiwen, who had thick skin and thick flesh, naturally didn't care, but he still cooperated and pretended to be in pain and let out a miserable scream, "Ah! Hurt. ”

Guang'an thought that he was really heavy, so he hurriedly rubbed it again.

Feeling the softness on his waist, Feng Daiwen grabbed it and looked at Guang'an with affection......

A meal was in the middle of the two of you, you and me, and I ate for most of the hour.

Usually at this time, someone will naturally come to interrupt, and sure enough, Yaya came and said: "Second young master, the guards in front have come to report, and a Khitan person has come to visit." ”

The corners of Feng Daiwen's mouth curled slightly, and he said to Yaya: "Let people bring it to the living room, and I will be there in a while." ”

Guang'an saw that Feng Daiwen had something to do, so he thoughtfully stood up and tidied up his clothes for him and said, "Husband, go and get busy, and the concubine will clean up, so that I can accompany you to the beach to live for a while." ”

Feng Daiwen held Guang'an's small hand and said gently: "Madame usually walks around a lot, so that her body will be healthy, and sitting for a long time is not beneficial to your body." ”

"The concubine can save herself, and the exercise method taught by her husband in the past has not been put down for a day." Guangan said softly.

Feng Daiwen reacted at this time, why is Guang'an's body so soft, it turns out that he has always insisted on yoga exercises, he taught some yoga movements back then, and in the end he still enjoyed himself, this may be a good person and a good reward, Feng Daiwen thought to himself.

Saying goodbye to Guang'an, Feng Daiwen came to the living room, there were a few people in the living room who were obviously dressed as Khitan, and when he saw Feng Daiwen who came with two guards, he hurriedly got up, protected his chest with his right hand, and bent down to salute a middle-aged man in front of him: "The Khitan patriarch will meet the governor, and ask the governor An." ”

"Hello Patriarch, you have come from afar, please take a seat." Feng Daiwen said gently but not rudely.

In fact, Feng Daiwen somewhat understood why they came, it was nothing more than seeing that he brought people to the border pass, Xi Jun bought them, and Feng Daihuo took people to the border to set up defenses, worried that the Tang Dynasty would attack them and settle the previous bad debts.

After all, the Khitan people, whether they took the initiative or were forced, have done a lot of things that are sorry for the Tang Dynasty, although they have no handle, but everyone knows it.

Feng Daiwen went to Shuofang, the Turks were gone, to Linyi, Zhenla, and Funan immediately went to the table to ask for guilt, thinking that there should be a lot of loss, this will be to Liaoxi again, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not fight to Liaodong that day, and no one is clear about the grievances between the Central Plains and Goguryeo.

Therefore, it is impossible for the Khitan people not to be frightened, not even the patriarch came to visit in person, and Feng Daiwen naturally couldn't let go of the dishes sent to the door.

"Thank you, Dudu, there is nothing good in the cold land, a little fur, to make a fur dress for the princess." Mo Hui thanked him and sat down, let the attendant open a few mouthfuls of the box, and said.

"Thank you patriarch, you are rare to come, you must let the official entertain you well, in order to fulfill the friendship of the landlord." Feng Daiwen asked the guard to accept the gift and said.

"Thank you, thank you for a long time to hear that the governor is the god of wealth in the world, a little stone into gold, we must stay for a while and learn more from the governor." Mo saw Feng Daiwen accept it and continued, and said with a happy smile.

The Khitan belong to a half-farming and half-pastoral people, but they were born in the cold northeast and can't grow much, but fortunately, in the black soil of the northeast, the output is quite high, so that these tribes who have just learned to plant have not starved to death.

"The Khitan has been worshiped many times, and the saint has repeatedly told the official that the Khitan is dedicated to the Tang Dynasty, and he wants the official to carry it with him to develop this white mountain and black water, so that everyone will not have to worry about hunger."

"So the official decided to sell you a lot of liquor, salt, fish and meat cheaply, this time the patriarch came to the official for the first time, and there is nothing good, so I will give you 20,000 stone fish meat when the time comes, so that this winter will be a little better." Feng Daiwen said hypocritically, and he was talking about fish, not dried fish, the big deal was that when it was almost winter, the fish would be salvaged and boxed and sent over when the weather was cold, and even the processing was saved, anyway, the Khitan people didn't care about the taste.

Thank you for the monthly pass of Brother Haoyue, thank you, with everyone's support, I am full of motivation.

(End of chapter)