History is always strikingly similar, Le Zhengyu left the prince and the county lord who had only been born in this world for a few months without saying a word, and ran away to nowhere, leaving a group of people in the palace to look at the direction of the princess's return every day.

"Did you hear from the princess? When will you be back? ”

This is the most asked question by everyone in recent days, what princess and where did she go? The princess wouldn't have deliberately thrown these two abrasive little devils to their group of bachelors, right?

"Sister, go and see, Xiao Shizi was full of milk just now, and he started crying again after putting it down for a while, what can I do?" Qi'er was sweating profusely and came to Ziyi for help with a bitter face.

Wang Fuzhong invited a nurse, but in recent days, the nurse's family had an accident and took leave, and the two little guys didn't eat the nurse's milk, and could only drink milk and goat's milk, which was busy with everyone in the house.

"Wow.. Wow wow..."

Listening to the loud cry of this little prince, his voice was everywhere in the whole palace, and after a while, he was out of breath, feeling like someone had done something that made him dissatisfied.

Although everyone didn't say it explicitly, but who didn't know in their hearts that the two children born by the princess this time were not as obedient as the prince, thinking of the prince Jimo Sulang, there was no one who didn't have that sweet smile in front of his eyes, it was really a god! How could such a well-behaved child and so likable disappear?

Ziyi looked at the little doll with a red face, the softness in his heart could no longer be suppressed, looking at his appearance that he couldn't speak and couldn't express his needs correctly, Ziyi was so distressed that he was about to shed tears.

"Sister, you said that this child cries like this all day long, what should I do if he cries badly? Can we hold out until the day the princess returns? ”

Qi'er was at a loss as she spoke, such an older child, it's not normal to cry like this all the time, is it hungry again?

"What can I do? Don't wait for the princess to come back, the child has lost a lot of weight. Ziyi was still careful, she picked up the child and teased him, but the child just didn't buy it, and the more she cried, the louder she became.

"Sister, it looks like Shizi is sick, I'll go find Fan Gongzi right away."

Without waiting for Ziyi to call her behind her, Qi'er ran out with an arrow and ran directly towards the residence of Fan Li, who designed and built the operating room.

"Fan Gongzi, go and take a look! Shizi is afraid that he is sick, and he has been crying non-stop, no matter how much he coaxes, it doesn't work! Seeing Qi'er running out of breath, her face was also flustered and anxious, Fan Li didn't say much, got up and ran to the inner courtyard.

"How's the kid? But fever? ”

Along with this question, there is also the tall figure of Fan Li stepping into the room in three or two steps, Ziyi is changing the child's diaper, the sun is slightly shining on her, the good-looking figure looks more and more slender, Fan Li was a little stunned for a while.

"Brother Fan? It's okay, it's Qi'er who is nervous, I've already changed the diaper of the world, and it's only been a few days since the son was born, but I can't stand it if it's not clean.

Although it's a child, but it also understands everything, and the world doesn't cry when he changes diapers, what a ghost elf! As Ziyi spoke, she put her little feet under the quilt for Jimo Suxuan, and the child was sleeping soundly.

After Ziyi finished speaking, she made a silent movement, walked out of the house with Fan Li, and gently closed the door.

"Ziyi, this, here you go." Fan Li stretched out his hand and put a delicate peach wood comb in Ziyi's arms, his face was a little shy when he did something bad, and his slightly swollen face was still red in winter.

Ziyi looked at the things in her hand, her face was shy, and she couldn't help but be happy, without waiting for her to speak, Fan Li said: "I just watched Ziyi take care of the child, he was really serious, I thought, if Ziyi has his own child one day, he must be very happy!" ”

Ziyi didn't expect Fan Li to say this, which made her embarrassed, and she didn't know where to go at the moment.

"Brother Fan!" Ziyi's tone was full of coquettishness, looking at her flushed appearance, Fan Li couldn't help but reach out, held Ziyi's face in his palm, and kissed it.

A gentle kiss fell between her lips, and the tension in Fan Li's heart was no better than that of Ziyi, but he was a man, although it was the first time he had contact with a girl, he had to show his masculinity, and he couldn't let the girl speak first!

Thinking like this, the tension in Fan Li's heart disappeared a lot, and then looked at each other, her face was like a peach blossom, but he was not as jerky as Fang Cai, a warm smile appeared on his jade face, and he said, "Ziyi, are you willing to wait for me?" I will ask Master's permission to marry you to me. ”

"I do." The woman's low voice sounded, this is a private life.

Since moving to Tongguan Town, they have a good impression of each other, they meet all day long, and it is difficult to fall asleep at night, thinking about each other's faces, thinking about whether the other party is also like themselves, enduring the pain of lovesickness, and it is difficult to sleep.

Le Zhengyu is not worried about the life and death of his son and daughter, and even more so, as long as he has this woman in front of him, what if there is no world? He didn't care.

"What's that?"

The three of them were walking through the fantastical Dream Factory, they had already walked through the green and dizzying meadows, and now they had actually reached the source of the mournful sound of the cows they heard coming from under the ground in the courtyard.

A deep canyon, red as far as the eye could see, spread all over that land.

Feng Xie's question was unanswered, and they all wanted to know what they were doing, what place was it, and if they had crossed over?

A large open-air Colosseum, except that there are no fighting events, and there are no crowds of spectators, some of whom are driven to pour water into the belly of the ox, all of them are strong and vigorous.

"Oh my God! Isn't this just watering the cows? This place also has this kind of play? Le Zhengyu lay on his stomach in a low recess, quietly poked out half of his head, and looked at the people below holding a large bucket of water, and inserting a melon two fingers thick into the cow's nose.

"Do you know what this is for?" Feng Xie let out a voice and looked at Le Zhengyu in surprise.

As soon as the words fell, Ji Moyu's eyes swept obliquely, "It's obvious that I'm pouring water on the cow, can't you see it?" ”

"What are you doing with water?" Feng Xie looked at Jimo with innocent eyes, and it was obvious that he was saying, "I really don't know!" Tell me quickly. ”

"If you fill it with water, you can sell it for a good price, such a cow is very strong, and the more water you fill in, the more money you will have when you weigh it in the future." Le Zhengyu didn't look back to explain for Jimo.

"How much is that worth?" Feng Xie was surprised, obviously in his cognition, there was no such thing at all.

"It doesn't matter how much it's worth, the important thing is that these people are not profitable or greedy, they can earn a penny more, and they will do a little bit of things if they lose their conscience." After Jimo said this, Feng Xie stopped talking, and he looked down seriously.

Le Zhengyu can basically be sure that such a thing as pouring water on cattle has existed since ancient times, and it is not the patent of modern people, she just didn't expect that this prince is a dignified prince, and he is really on the battlefield and down to the hall, this kind of thing can be understood!

The three of them looked at it for a while, and the situation was probably clear, but it seemed that there were no traces of blood left on the lawn here, and there was no disorderly trampling, presumably if these beef were to be smuggled out, there was a special outlet in this deep valley.

If they want to get out, I'm afraid they have to continue to go deep into the tiger's den, as time goes by, the sun in the canyon is gradually setting, they have to go out, or find a place to stay, but in this small world, looking at the scene below, probably as long as they appear, they will be besieged as enemies, so it is most important to find the exit.

Gradually walking down, they quietly swept over the heights on both sides, fortunately, the three of them were not weak in martial arts, otherwise they would be very tired of intruding so blatantly under the noses of others.

Two forks in the road ahead, and the three of them worked together to point to the road that looked a little empty, and the leaves fell to the ground in a thick layer, which looked like a trap for hunting in the jungle.

However, a strong curiosity and passion for the unknown make them willing to take risks, as the saying goes, if you don't get into the tiger's den, you can get the tiger, and this sentence comes in handy at this time.

Further on, you can faintly see the appearance of a small village, there are women in turbans coming in and out, and a few men walking by, naturally there is no covering.

It seems that the existence of these men walking with their necks raised is a gift from God, and those women are ashamed, and their faces are not allowed to be revealed, even when night is about to fall, in Le Zhengyu's eyes, these strange women are dressed very much like Arab women.

"What the hell is this? Are those masked women killers? "Feng Xie once again made a mistake in understanding, just from this point of view, Le Zhengyu very much suspected that Feng Xie came all the way to make them happy.

"Killer, you're big! How many killers have you seen blindfolded? You don't need eyes to kill? Le Zhengyu was not angry, and kicked over.

"Oops! Jimo Yu, look at the crazy woman you married, you can be rude at will, you really don't look like a woman. Feng Xie's courage gradually grew fatter, he patted the dust on his buttocks, and glared at the initiator who made waves on his ass.

Le Zhengyu looked at him with a dissatisfied face, and really wanted to give him another kick, practice is really the only criterion for testing the truth, when encountering such a situation, you know that Feng Gongzi is a little grass that grows up in a greenhouse, and only a person who has experienced a hundred battles like Lord Yu can see through these human sufferings.

When I got closer, I found that there were many people with long knives standing around the village, the hilt was pitch black, and the blade was very sharp, and the cold light alone was enough to make people shudder.