Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

Duan Murong looked at Murong Yin Yin with a smile. He kept praising him.

Huang Qianqian rolled her eyes in her heart. This Duan Murong is really snobbish. Murong Yinyin gave her a piece of food and ate it. She gave her a piece of food, but she didn't eat it and even scolded her. Duan Murong, please wait for me!

"Yin Yin, the food in the General's Mansion is delicious! We have never tasted anything on this table before."

Murong Yinyin raised her lips proudly, "Of course, the Ninth Prince is so powerful, and the Emperor always gives him the best. For example, this house, which prince can compare to it?"

"Yin Yin, you will be really happy to marry the Ninth Prince in the future. You can eat so many delicious dishes in the future!" When Duan Mu Rong mentioned Xuanyuan Ling, the corners of Murong Yinyin's mouth couldn't help but raise, and she immediately flattered her hard, saying This is what Murong Yinyin likes to hear.

"Rong'er, don't talk nonsense. The Ninth Prince's marriage has not been decided yet, and I may not be able to become the Ninth Emperor's concubine."

"Yin Yin, who else is worthy of the Ninth Prince except you? I think the Ninth Prince has just come back, and the Emperor has not yet considered the Ninth Prince's marriage. I believe it won't be long before the Emperor will grant you a marriage!"

Murong Yinyin didn't say a word, but there was a smile on her face.

Duan Murong was right, her father had already gone to propose the marriage between the two of them to the emperor. With the power of the Murong family, I believe the emperor will not refuse.

In a short time, she will be the wife of Xuanyuan Lingming. As for the peasant woman Han Yingxue, she will be far away.

Huang Qianqian lowered her head to eat while quietly listening to the conversation between Duanmu and Murong Yinyin.

"Ouch~" Huang Qianqian covered her stomach in pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Duan Murong asked impatiently.

Huang Qianqian said with a bitter look on her face, "I seem to have a bad stomach. I want to go to the toilet!"

Huang Qianqian ate so much spicy food on an empty stomach. It was the first time she ate it, and her stomach couldn't stand it. Now she couldn't help but feel pain.

Duan Murong stared at Huang Qianqian with a disgusted expression. She actually brought such an idiot here! If you say something like this at the dinner table, why don't you let people eat?

The other daughter-in-laws couldn't help but complain, "This merchant's daughter is indeed a merchant's woman. She doesn't understand any rules!"

"That's right, they are all words said by some roughnecks in the countryside."

"Oh, I can't stand it anymore and I don't want to eat it!"

"It's really unlucky to sit at the same table with such a person."

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Huang Qianqian was very angry when she heard these people talking. She is like this at home. Could it be that she has a stomachache? Why can't she tell her?

Really!

All of them were so aloof that they tried to elevate themselves by belittling her.

"Oh, Huang Qianqian, are you still embarrassed? I will never bring you to such an occasion again!"

"Rong'er, but my stomach hurts. I can't survive. I'm going. Ron'er, can you go with me?"

"Who wants to accompany you?" Duan Murong decisively refused.

"But Ronger, I won't go alone..."

"You don't know how to ask if you don't want to go!" Duan Murong rolled his eyes at Huang Qianqian, idiot, idiot, he actually wants her to accompany her to the toilet! How ridiculous.

"Oh..." Huang Qianqian had no choice but to rush out despite the pain in her stomach.

"Where is your hut here?" Huang Qianqian asked.

Xiaosi pointed to the place, and Huang Qianqian rushed over with a hundred thousand firepower.