Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Look at you, you made your sister cry too? Didn't you just fall? It's not like you haven't fallen, so why did you cry like this?"

Holding the small dumpling to stand up, Ling Jingxuan pretended to be angry and pinched the crying dumpling. Isn't this child usually very aggressive? Does it really hurt?

Thinking of this, Ling Jingxuan hurriedly checked his body up and down, but at this time the little dumpling choked up and said, "But, their grilled fish broke."

"bump"

The voice fell, and there were countless sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground. Ling Jingxuan, who was checking his body, was also instantly stiff. He was crying because the grilled fish was broken? Grandma, do you want to be such a fool?

"Then what, Sheng Rui, let me coax you, the little dumpling is too heavy for me to hold."

After a while, Ling Jingxuan said with a dark face, he couldn't help but put the scumbag to Yan Shengrui, but he was worried that he would be injured or something. As a result, people were crying because of a broken grilled fish. He doesn't feel sorry for the nasty scumbag anymore.

"Forehead?"

The 100,000,000-ton black line suddenly climbed up his forehead, Yan Shengrui was also speechless, the little dumpling who was stuffed by his father didn't cry anymore, but there were still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and the choking couldn't stop.

"Stinky dumplings, I thought you wouldn't say that you are my brother in the future, I can't afford to lose this person."

The little bun, who was killed in the front line, got up and slapped the back of the little bun. Of course, he had the power to control.

"I hate third brother, it hurts."

Even so, the little dumpling protested in dissatisfaction. Tie Wazi stepped forward and put one hand on Ling Wu's shoulder and rolled his eyes: "You still know it hurts, don't you feel bad for your grilled fish?"

He'll be ten years old soon, and he's never seen anyone fall down and cry not because of pain, but because of grilling fish.

"It hurts, everyone is so distressed!"

Didn't hear their ridicule at all, Xiao Tuanzi nodded very seriously, his eyes were filled with tears, everyone was speechless, Ling Wu immediately said viciously: "If you dare to cry again, I will throw you in. Go to the river to feed the fish."

"what?"

This time, the little dumpling was really frightened, and went back with tears in her eyes, shaking her little head: "No, no, don't feed the fish, don't cry if you don't cry, third brother, don't be angry."

It seems that the occasional high-pressure policy is still needed. Look, this is not good.

"My lord, my princess, the emperor is here in person."

Just when they were scorched inside and out by the small group, the fleet had already entered the pier. Seeing the bright light that he personally led people to wait on the pier, Yan Yi hurried over to remind them that everyone heard that. Sheng turned his head and saw that the pier was crowded with people. The one at the front was Emperor Wu, Yan Xiaoming. Behind him were the two left and right, then Concubine Yun and others, and finally Wenwu. The hundreds of officials and the Imperial Forest Army were neatly and orderly distributed throughout the pier.

"I finally feel a little bit home."

Looking side by side with Yan Shengrui at the dark crowd on the pier, Ling Jingxuan had a warm smile on his face, the little dumpling who was held in Yan Shengrui's arms saw the familiar person with sharp eyes, and excitedly waved at the pier: "Brother Emperor, Second uncle, grandma, grandma, we are back, brother emperor?"

Unlike other children, after being separated for a few months, the little dumpling didn't mean anything strange or shy at all, and the white and tender face only had the excitement of reuniting after a long absence.

"Brother Yan"

Infected by him, the little bun Lingwu also stepped forward, but he could only see his brother Yan in his eyes, and the others were temporary decorations.

"Xiao Wu?"

On the dock, Yan Xiaoming, who heard their shouts, locked on the person who was waving to him for a moment, whispered his name in his mouth, and disappeared for more than seven months. He seemed to grow taller again. Regarding his achievements in the southern border, all the civil and military officials praised the tiger father for having no dogs, but he only felt distressed. , Thinking of this, he felt more distressed, because he knew that a large part of everything he did was for him.

Concubine Yun and others rushed to the front regardless of etiquette and waved to them with tears. When they said they would leave, they had been away for a few months, but they were worried for a few months. The southern border was so terrible that even the imperial court was afraid No way, they are afraid of what accidents will happen to them all the time, sometimes they dream at midnight, they even dream of bloody scenes, and then they can't sleep all night, and now they are finally back, they really rest assured.

Watching the fleet approaching the pier little by little, everyone on and off the pier stared at each other, especially Yan Yi Yuan Shaoqi and other people who had been separated from their lovers for a long time. In their eyes, it seemed that they could only see each other, affectionate and lingering. Eyes intertwined in mid-air, for those who love each other, the separation of months is undoubtedly longer than centuries

Chapter 635 Reunion after a long absence, willful little bun

"Drop anchor!"

With a loud roar from the boatman, the ten large ships connected end to end docked at the same time, and the sturdy iron chains sank into the water. The sailors put up the pedals and went to the shore first to help park the large ships. The soldiers on them were also well-trained. ready to move cargo.

"Welcome Prince Sheng, Princess!"

Under the leadership of Sun Liang and Ling Jinghan, the civil and military officials bowed and saluted, and Yan Xiaoming, who could not wait for a long time, stepped forward excitedly, disregarding the identity of the emperor, and saluted his husband Yan Shengrui who had disembarked: "Uncle Jiuhuang

, royal father! "

In front of outsiders, he has always been called Father Ling Jingxuan, and told those who think they are tall and look down on Ling Jingxuan’s background in the most direct way. He is the person Yan Xiaoming respects the most. Anyone who dares to offend him will be offended. With him, looting the family and exterminating the family is the lightest.

"Long live the emperor, long live!"

After all, they are outside, so there should be proper etiquette. Just when they were about to kneel down, Yan Xiaoming stretched out his hand and grabbed them: "Ninth Emperor Uncle, Emperor Father, they are all family, no need to be more polite."

The three of them exchanged glances, but Mrs. Yan Shengrui didn't really kneel down, and the steamed buns following them naturally didn't need to kneel anymore.

"Brother Emperor, people miss you so much!"

The little dumpling in Yan Shengrui's arms stretched out his hand and threw himself on him. Yan Xiaoming immediately hugged him with a smile on his face: "The emperor's brother misses you too. Is Nanjiang fun? Did you listen to your father and the others?"

Apart from Xiaowen Xiaowu and the others, Yan Xiaoming likes this little brother the most. Just like Song Shuiling and the others slandered, he can't wait to open the treasury and let him move all the good things in the treasury home.

"It's not fun at all, Daddy won't let me go out, but brother emperor, I have a younger sister, and the little dumpling is now a brother."

Halfway through the pursed mouth, the little dumpling smiled again, showing off his sister with a sullen face.

"Hehe? Then I congratulate you. Go to Grandma Huang and the others. They miss you."

Yan Xiaoming couldn't help laughing, he decided to put him down and patted his little butt. Regarding Yang Shu and the others, his father and queen had written to him personally. Since it was Uncle Ling who made the bridge, he didn't have any opinion. , as long as the father is happy.

"Master, milk, grandmother, I'm back!"

The little dumpling turned around, and immediately opened his arms and ran towards Concubine Yun and the others. Concubine Yun and Mrs. Ling Wang caught him with tears in their eyes, and kept mumbling that the good grandson, the good grandson, stood by them. Ling Chenglong in the back couldn't help but wipe away tears.

"Are you finally willing to come back? I thought you were going straight to the frontier, and I was worried to death."

When Xiao Qi was reminiscing about the old days with Xiao Tuanzi, Si Kongli also squeezed to the front and looked at Ling Jingxuan with resentment. God knows how worried they were when they found out that he was injured twice. If Xiaohua hadn't stopped him, he would have been He took Shang Qing to the southern border to find them. Fortunately, they came back. If they went directly to the border, he would definitely leave everything behind and rush to the border.

"Okay, didn't I come back safely? Just spare me."

Ling Jingxuan was both happy and had a headache. When Sikong Jue got together, he was like a little kid, and sometimes he didn't have anything to do with him.

"You're embarrassed to say that when I said I wanted to go with you, you refused to live or die. I heard that you were injured twice and almost lost your life."

Speaking of this, Sikong Jue couldn't help choking, Yan Xiaohua next to him quickly hugged him, and after a while, Shang Qing rushed over and hugged Ling Jingxuan: "Uncle Ling."

The sound of Uncle Ling was mixed with months of misses and worries. Ling Jingxuan, who had always loved him, hugged him distressedly, letting him whimper in his arms, looking past him and nodding to husband Zhao Han respectively, Han Fei hugged his son, his eyes They are also a little popular. It is a lie to say that they are not worried, but they dare not let themselves worry, because they are afraid that they will think too much. In the past few months, their husband and wife have even traveled to several state capitals and opened several wines for Ling's brewing. branch.