Chapter 211: The Impostor Eldest Miss 114

Chu Heng's chest was eagerly tumbling with emotion.

He doesn't really care if he can be worshiped by thousands of people, and he doesn't care if he can be recorded in history for eternity.

Otherwise, he would not have devoted himself to teaching Emperor Lumian the way, nor would he have done so much for her, and even gave up the throne of the emperor.

What he doesn't like, no matter how good it is, is useless.

But if it was given to him by a loved one, it was different.

Chu Heng has basically figured out Lu Mian's character, although she is very good and indulgent to herself for unknown reasons, Chu Heng has always been unable to detect her strong love for herself.

Chu Heng thought that it was good like this.

Don't get to the bottom of it, like he never asks her why she's so nice to him.

This was the first time that Chu Heng had noticed from Lu Mian's actions that she valued herself.

It turns out that she is so important in her heart?

The more Chu Heng thought about it, the more excited he became.

He really loves Lu Mian to the core.

When he doesn't know how to express his eagerness in words in words, Chu Heng likes to prove it with practical actions.

The two have shared the same bed for more than half a year, and Lu Mian doesn't know what he's thinking.

"Don't," Lu Mian's cheeks blushed, and his hands pressed against his chest: "It's still daytime......

"But I can't wait." Chu Heng's eyes were deep, he leaned over and pressed on Lu Mian, after becoming the empress, her body was stained with the smell of ambergris, which Chu Heng hated before, but now he is a little infatuated.

Chu Heng sniffed at her neck and took a bite, and the fine powder marks bloomed all the way on her white neck.

Lu Mian was pressed against the desk, powerless.

She felt like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be stirred and fried.

After all, it was daytime, seeing that he was about to break through the last line of defense, Lu Mian couldn't help but cry out with a sob, Chu Heng grabbed her hand on her lips and kissed it: "Relax, no one will come in." ”

Lu Mian's voice paused for a moment, then quickly resounded.

But it has become a different kind of voice, and the sound is high and low.

She is like a lonely boat floating in the ocean in a rainstorm, the storm is given by him, and the only stability is also given by him.

Until the critical moment, Chu Heng suddenly chuckled softly in Lumian, and his voice was low and sexy: "In vain, do you think I am committing the following crimes?" ”

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Hybrids are planted in the spring and harvested in the fall.

In a field of the same size, the grain produced by the hybrid more than doubled the previous ordinary seed harvest!

When Lumian announced the birth of hybrid varieties, he opened a warehouse and prepared tons of seeds of hybrid varieties for sale, and the selling price was one pound higher than that of ordinary seeds.

At that time, many people felt incredible, some people believed it, some people did not believe it, and many more people were in a wait-and-see state.

As a result, the tons of seeds were sold for more than a month.

But now that the results are out, a copper plate higher can double the amount of grain, which is equivalent to two acres of grain now, but it used to be only available to four acres of land!

Moreover, the grain of the hybrid variety is fuller and more crystalline, and the taste is far less than that of ordinary varieties.

In the autumn grain harvest season, those who bought hybrids at the beginning of spring are all red-faced, as if they have gone lucky.

And those farmers who didn't buy it because they questioned or wanted to wait and see, beat their chests and regretted it to death.

But by the beginning of spring the following year, hybrids were in high demand.