The General’s Little Peasant Wife

When Ziziyun left Xiaoguo, he turned to look at the border town where the guest was like a cloud. The corner of his mouth evoked a cold smile, and soon this place would become his.

"Shall we go now?" asked Xuan Xuan whispered.

"Well, leave here." Yan Ziyun turned and left.

These days of action will definitely make them doubtful. He can be sure that Ning Mengyao has already returned to this place. If this is the case, then it will be more successful.

The scorpion cloud left, and the bad premonition in Ning Mengyao’s heart did not disappear. It always woke up in his sleep, as if something had happened, but nothing special happened.

Yufeng, they looked at Ning Mengyao, and couldn’t help but worry: "Xiaoyao, what's wrong with you? See what you look like now?"

Ning Mengyao shook his head: "I don't know, I just feel that there is something going on, it will happen, I feel very panic."

Yufeng and Muchen looked at each other for a long time. They knew that Ning Mengyao’s intuition was accurate. It’s hard to happen, but they don’t know?

"I see you because Tian Chang is not there, so I will think about it." Feng Xiao smiled and looked at Ning Mengyao.

Ning Mengyao's body is stiff: "Yes, it's Tianchang."

He hasn't heard for more than a month. Before he went anywhere, he would let Xiaohe come back and send her a letter, but this time it was not only black, but also black. He must have an accident.

"No, I have to go to him." Ning Mengyao quickly got up and said anxiously.

"Well, Xiaoyao, Tianchang is not a child, and he is so powerful, it is definitely not going to happen, you should not think so much." Yufeng said helplessly.

"Yeah, Yaoer, his martial arts is so good, there will be nothing to do, you will wait, I can't say that he is already on the way back." Mei Ruolin has never seen Ning Mengyao like this.

Ning Mengyao still wants to say something, just to see their worried eyes, and finally did not say anything, just a strong smile, nodded helplessly.

After waiting for a few days, Ning Mengyao couldn’t wait any longer. The feeling in my heart couldn’t be suppressed. Not only that, but it became more and more intense. This feeling made her very dislike.

Thinking about it, Ning Mengyao said to them, and he was ready to go out. Just at the door, he saw the familiar figure at the door. Ning Mengyao’s face finally showed a smile. Just walked over and saw Joe. Tian Chang took a woman from the carriage, the woman, about twenty years old, and Qiao Tianchang looked at each other with a very very petting look at the moment.

This look is very familiar to her. In the past, Qiao Tianchang also looked at her with such a look, but now such a look has fallen to others.

"Tian Chang, are you coming back? Is this?"

Qiao Tianchang turned and looked at Ning Mengyao, his brows were wrinkled, and his eyes were full of strangers to her: "This is my wife, who are you?"

Ning Mengyao has not recovered from the strange eyes of Qiao Tianchang, he heard him ask who he is.

"What did you say?" Ning Mengyao asked again if he did not believe it.

"Who are you, why are you in my house?" Joe Tian Chang said again impatiently.

Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang, and the smile on his face could no longer be maintained: "Who am I? I am the wife who has been with you for ten years, Ning Mengyao."

"What are you talking about? I am not married at all, how can I have a wife."

"Ha ha ha, I am nonsense?"

"Who is this person?" Qiao Tianchang's pregnant woman looked at Ning Mengyao's frown.

Qiao Tianchang shook his head: "I don't know him, I don't have a relationship at all, how can there be such a wife, don't listen to her nonsense."

Ning Mengyao stood in the same place, watching Qiao Tianchang's warm and whispering comfort to other women, watching everything that was on him, fell to other people's body, Ning Mengyao suddenly felt very ironic.

Ning Mengyao stood in the same place and watched Qiao Tianchang holding the woman back. Looking at the woman who gave her a smile of victory, Ning Mengyao suddenly laughed, and after ten years of feelings, it became a shackle. This is God. Is her punishment?