Farmer of Shu Han

I was afraid that if I wrote it, Huang Yueying wouldn't understand what I wrote.

Feng Yongqian laughed, "Sanniang and his wife have the same love as mother and child. It is more appropriate for Sanniang to write."

Guan Ji pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't point it out.

This time the letter doesn't need Guan Ji to go back and forth again, anyway, Li Yi has to send someone to send official documents to Jincheng every once in a while, and take an extra letter by the way, what's the big deal?

Feng Yong wanted to get bored with Guan Ji for a while, but Guan Ji had used up all his courage for the past few days after making these actions. How could he dare to stay with Feng Yong anymore, so he used the excuse that he was going to practice martial arts , ran out as if fleeing.

Feng Yong didn't force it, as matters of affection flowed slowly and forever.

If it is possible in future generations, how many people are passionate every night, but how many people can get good results?

Feng Yong felt that such warm and watery feelings were just like a mouthful of lukewarm water, just right, just right.

After dealing with the matter, I got Guan Ji's massage again. After I figured out Wei's strange behavior, I was very relieved. When I went out, I saw Amei squatting at the door trying to learn to read, and I was even more happy.

"Amei, come here."

Feng Yong beckoned.

Ah Mei raised her head when she heard the words, and quickly got up and trotted over.

"In the past few days, you don't have to follow me all the time, go follow the Wei family lady and learn the craft of spinning and weaving, you know?"

Amei nodded, and then said in a daze: "But the servant girl has been learning from the Wei family lady for a long time, and has learned how to spin and weave. The Wei family lady said that there is nothing to teach the maidservant. I want to be like her." You can weave as quickly as you can, just practice more."

Well, I know you're great.

Feng Yong pondered for a while, then sighed, and said: "Ask her tomorrow to see if there is anything else I can teach you. If not, then you...you should continue to learn to read with me." .”

"yes."

Amy agreed.

"By the way," Feng Yong patted his head almost forgot about a major event, "Starting tomorrow, you should put your hair up."

"Disk hair……"

Amei glanced at Feng Yong inexplicably, as if she didn't understand why the lord even cared about her hair.

"My lord, what kind of hairstyle do you want the servant girl to wear?"

Amei asked very cutely.

"how is it like?"

Feng Yong repeated it strangely, and then said, "What else can I do? Can the bride's hairstyle be done?"

"The bride..."

Amei's face turned red, she finally understood what the lord meant, she lowered her head and stared at her own toes, not daring to look at Feng Yong, "The servant girl will."

"If you can, then you can. If you can't, then ask the lady of the Wei family."

She was going to be a bride again anyway.

"Then... when will the servant girl come over tonight?"

Amei asked in a voice like a mosquito.

"Come here? Where are you going?"

Seeing Ah Mei's head that was almost lowered to his chest, Feng Yong suddenly understood, he was careless, he didn't explain clearly.

With a dry cough, "You don't need to come here. It's the same as it was before, and it will be the same in the future. Just put your hair up."

"ah?"

Amei raised her head in a daze when she heard what the lord said.

"What are you looking at? With your appearance, you still want to sleep with me?"

Feng Tubie forced his face to remain unchanged, "My lord, I like white, tender and juicy ones. You are like this, it's too dark, it can't be done, wait...after two years, let's talk about growing whiter."

Sixteen years old, it's a bit too early, and in two years, it will be almost perfect.

In this era of poor hygienic conditions, the only thing you can trust is your own body immunity. Premature breaking up will not do much good for the body.

Although Feng Yong has paid attention to exercise since his rebirth, the time is still too short, so he can only force himself to endure it.

"Yes, by your lord's order."

Amei bowed her head meekly, but her heart was as happy as an explosion.

With her hair up, it means that she belongs to the lord, and she no longer has to worry about being kicked out.

It doesn't matter that the lord likes fairer women. I have become much paler these days, and I believe that in the near future, I will be as white as Miss Guan.

Does this count as your own home?

Thinking of her own adult and mother, Ah Mei suddenly had a sore nose.

My lord, mother, have you seen it? I have a home again, and the lord treats me very well. Not only is life better than in the village, but he also taught me how to read. My lord, when I learn to read, I shall know what is written in the book you left me.

"You girl, why are you crying?"

Feng Yonggang wanted to hold on to face and leave, but he accidentally saw Amei's shoulders twitching, and several teardrops fell on the ground, and he was taken aback.

"Yes... I'm sorry, my lord, but this maid reminds me of my lord and my mother..."

Amei raised her head, wiped her face with tears all over her face, and said sobbingly.

No, I asked you to tie your hair. Do you think of what your lord did with Aunt? You girl, your thinking is very weird? Could it be that the brain circuit of a genius is really beyond my comprehension?

Of course Feng Yong knew what happened to Amei's parents. Seeing her pitiful appearance, he instinctively raised his arm, but put it down halfway, and looked around guiltily. There were only those children in the camp. Studying from a distance, um, very good, Guan Ji didn't see it.

"Okay, don't cry. I promise you, the year after the next year, at most the year after the next year, I will take you back to Nanzhong to see your lord and mother." Feng Yong said "tsk", "you , when others saw it, they thought I had done something to you."

"My lord, are you serious?"

When Amei heard Feng Yong's words, her eyes widened immediately, and she was distracted. In a hurry, she even questioned Feng Yong's words, but immediately felt that something was wrong, and changed her words, "Yes... I'm sorry My lord, the maidservant doesn't mean that, the maidservant means..."

"Okay, needless to say, I know what you want to say, don't worry, my lord, I will do what I say, and I will definitely take you back to Nanzhong within three years at the most."

"My servant thanked the lord!"

Excited, Amei knelt down and kowtowed.

"All right, all right, stop kneeling." Feng Yong pulled Amei up, looked at his disfigured face from crying and laughing, "What kind of disfigured face is it, it's so ugly, go wash it off .”

"Yes," Amei replied, but she left without obeying her orders, twiddling the ground with her toes.

"What else do you need?"

Seeing her like this, Feng Yong asked strangely.

"Actually, there is no need to be so anxious. No matter how many years, as long as, as long as one day, I can go back to see my lord and mother. Nanzhong... Nanzhong is too chaotic now."

Amen said nah.

"You care about me? I still need you to worry?"

Feng Yong looked proud, "I'm afraid of those clowns in Nanzhong?"

Let them dance for another year at most next year, and the old monster Zhuge will push it directly the next year, am I afraid?

I'm still counting on growing sugar cane for me there!