Wen Ling said that he wanted to play tricks, but he really didn't just talk about it.

Because she is pregnant now, there are some things that can't be done, Rao is like this, Qi Hanjiang has no intention of looking for someone again, and still guards Wen Ling every day.

"That's it." Wen Ling picked out a piece of silk material, about a meter long and a palm wide, and then deliberately put it away, ready to play tricks tonight.

233 glanced at it quietly, and then felt that he was afraid that he would ruin the three views again tonight, so he should not watch it.

There are too many patterns of little ginseng essence, and it is too spicy for the eyes.

When it came to the evening, Qi Hanjiang originally thought about taking a cold shower to calm himself down.

As a result, the cold shower was finally washed in vain, because Wen Ling was too good at playing.

A smooth silk belt sent Qi Hanjiang into the sky!

"Lingling......" Qi Hanjiang was finally tossed but had no strength, hugged Wenling weakly, and muttered her name.

And Wen Ling obediently leaned on his arms and whispered, "I'm here." ”

"The third prince is dead." Qi Hanjiang also just got the news, and the flying pigeon passed the book, and at this time, he couldn't wait to tell Wen Ling.

Those once difficult and difficult pasts will slowly dissipate with the death of the third prince.

He thinks about the rest of the little girl's life, peace and joy, and no more worries.

Even if his hands were covered with blood for this, he didn't care.

He was already in a high position, destined for this life, and his hands would not be clean, even so, helping the little female officer to clean up all the haze and malice, isn't it just right?

Anyway, he was going to protect her all the time.

One life, one life, one life.

"Well, he deserves it." Wen Ling responded softly, and then pressed his head tightly to the other party's chest, listening to the other party's slightly faster heartbeat, only to feel inexplicably reassured.

This is the benefactor, the lover of her.

Wen Ling thought that it would be nice if he could lean on his arms like this all the time.

"Hmm." Hearing the little female officer say this, Qi Hanjiang smiled lowly, and gently kissed the top of the little female official's hair, physically and mentally satisfied.

Qi is located in the north, so the harvest of all kinds of grain is also late.

Rice can be harvested relatively early, but it is not officially harvested until the end of August.

Wenling's two-acre experimental field, although the yield has not doubled, but it has almost doubled.

This yield is staggering, and it also proves that Wen Ling's method is useful.

Although the steps are a little troublesome, for the Qi country with one crop a year, it is nothing to be troublesome.

As long as they can collect more food, they are willing to toss as much as they want.

Wen Ling's promotion was too fast, and now even if there are results, Qi Hanjiang is not in a hurry to promote her position.

Further up, there is the concubine, and then the queen.

Wen Ling is now meritorious, but two promotions a year is still too fast.

Although there is only one person in the harem, the courtiers can also understand that the last position will only be Wen Ling.

But Qi Hanjiang felt that he should take his time.

Even if there is only Wen Ling himself in the harem, he will convince the courtiers.

Because Wen Ling said that she was going to start transforming other things.

And it is also the people's livelihood.

These things are slowly accumulating, plus Wen Ling will give birth to the emperor after the New Year, at that time, if they are promoted together, the courtiers can't say what they want to say.

When it comes to harvest, people are always happy.

In particular, it is even more exciting to know that Wen Ling's method of raising seedlings in advance can increase the yield by nearly half.