Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 107: : blank
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He Changyu stopped the barbarian woman, shook her head, and explained two sentences to the woman in barbaric language.
The barbarian woman carefully looked at He Changzheng's eyes, and then she responded slyly.
She stood up nervously to go out and cook goat milk for He Changyu. This time He Changyu didn't stop her.
When the barbarian woman got out of the tent, He Changzheng started to look at the dilapidated tent.
There is a fur-covered tent in the corner of the tent. There are two boys sleeping on it, one big and one small. The big one looks like they are seventeen or eighteen years old. The small one is probably not more than ten years old, just two. The children were all pale, and apparently they were sick. In addition to the heavy musty smell in the tent, there was a hint of herbal smell.
The smaller child is still asleep at this time, but the older one has been staring at him with his eyes wide open since he entered the tent. His pupils are full of defenses.
He Changyan, who has a cold face for a long time, suddenly laughed, and the warm yellow light was sprinkled on his handsome side face, making him at this moment look like an ordinary god, and looked at the bedridden teenagers.
Mu Ren, this boy is exactly the same as when he saw him in previous lives.
Not even the look of defense at first glance.
It's just that they met for the first time in exile, and this life is in this small humble tent.
In the previous life, the boy was in front of him, but was killed by the iron hoof of the prisoner. In this life, he came three years earlier, and it is necessary to keep their mother and son.
When He Changzheng brought more and more out of the tent, already was starry outside. Even Laiyue didn't understand the barbaric language. At this time, he knew that the barbarian woman was called Ulihan. Called Mu Ren and Natsumatsu.
The middle-aged Ulihan sent He Changyu far away, watching his back disappear into the vast grassland before turning back.
Laiyue followed He Changyu stepping on Xinghui. Although he wondered why the master would help a pair of orphans and widows, the master looked like a mind.
This silence continued until the master and servant entered the small courtyard they bought in Liangzhou City.
The small courtyard has been living here in recent days, so it is cleaned very cleanly, and all the appliances are ready-made, just live.
A short time after He Changzheng returned to the courtyard, a man dressed as an ordinary man jumped into the courtyard, and then handed a blue cloth parcel to He Changzheng's hands.
Lai Yue Yi Xi, "Three young masters, here in Beijing."
He Changxi was holding the parcel. I didn't know what was going on. Suddenly there was a little expectation in his heart. Even he himself couldn't tell what he was expecting at this moment.
Laiyue also followed behind the master, hoping that he could now open the package and take him to see, if the grandmother had the dried meat from the package, the master would also take him to share, but who Knowing that He Sanlang took the package three or two steps and entered his room, and the door closed, and he would be separated from it in the future.
As soon as He entered the room, the long-legged pace unconsciously accelerated, and he reached the table within two steps. He unpacked the package very quickly.
As soon as he opened the parcel, He Changzhang stopped.
He stared at the parcel for a few seconds before he reacted. Suddenly, a bad premonition was raised in his heart. Once, he dialed the contents of the parcel.
This package is not the same as last time. Not only are those snacks and snacks as absent, but also those intimate clothes are very few.
There are only a few new winter clothes in the opened package, and it is also a silk fabric. The luxury is luxurious, but he cannot wear such fabrics and styles in the north.
He Changxi couldn't help but think of the huge parcel received last time.
Sold out medicine, waterproof and cold buckskin boots, comfortable lining, usually short martial arts, even wristbands and knee pads, although fragmentary, but everything he must use, Even what he didn't expect came to him.
Lai Yue said that those were prepared by the poisonous woman Chu Yan.
With that intimateness, looking at the thin package in front of me, suddenly there was a little disappointment.
He Sanlang pursed his thin lips and pressed down the strange feeling that his bottom was rising. He stretched out his long fingers to remove the top garment, and the bottom box was Jingzhong. Letter from you.
The hand that opened the wooden box unknowingly shuddered and shivered.
The flat pear flower wooden box was opened. He Sanlang first saw the huge leather envelope placed at the bottom.
This poisonous woman! Did he paint him again!
Hum! Really lazy!
There is only He Saburo in the room. If you are here, you will find that there is a faint smile in the corner of the mouth of the master.
He Changyu reached out and took away the three letters pressed on the cowhide envelope. He pulled out the huge cowhide envelope at the bottom, and his slender fingers flipped dexterously.
But when he took out the drawing paper in the kraft envelope and unfolded it, He Sanlang stared at the drawing paper for ten seconds alone. He originally had a gentle eye and immediately accumulated anger, then a handsome His face became dark and heavy at the speed visible to the naked eye. Against the backdrop of that beard, it was a bit ridiculous.
After a few more seconds, He Saburo threw the stack of drawing papers to the ground fiercely.
The drawing paper that was thrown to the ground and stepped on by He Saburo was all blank!
He Saburo just blew up his lungs.
This poisonous woman, this poisonous woman! How dare she!
In order to deal with him, he sent him blank drawing paper!
He Sanlang hated to be in front of Chu Yi, then grabbed her, arrogantly bullied, let her know the duties of a man's wife.
The annoyed Kaburo walking back and forth inside the house. If it wasn't for his good endurance, this room would have been a long time ago.
Chu Xi, who was lying on the soft bed in Songtaoyuan, Jing'an, turned over, and snorted comfortably. She had forgotten to send the blank drawing paper to He Sanlang.
At that time, the chief executive personally ran a letter requested by Song Taoyuan, and Chu Kun asked He Changji if a letter could be sent. At that time, the chief executive had been indifferent for a long time before saying no.
Chu Yan rolled his eyes at that time, then went into the study, folded a few blank pieces of drawing paper, stuffed them in envelopes, and sent the housekeeper.
"You're not kind and I'm not righteous." He Sanlang didn't write to her and wanted her letter. She really wanted to be beautiful!
He Sanlang had no idea that he had received the blank stationery because of his own relationship.
Lai Yue stayed outside the door, only hearing the footsteps of the owner of the house walking back and forth. He raised his ears in doubt and guessed. Is it because the three young masters couldn't sleep happily after receiving the letter from the grandma?
After more than a quarter of an hour, He Changyu reluctantly calmed the anger. He sat back at the table and opened the other letters.
At this look, his sword frowns tightly.
Beijing Central is not as calm as he thought.
Chu Xi, the poison woman, has done a lot.
She still has the grade, or the title given by the Holy Ghost. She went to the palace with the grandmother to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival feast. The old Zheng Guogong can recover her shadow, and she will open a restaurant. That restaurant It was actually the grandmother who had given up long ago.
He Changxi didn't know what was going on, so he remembered the jokes that come today.
"Master Three has been promoted so soon. Maybe in a few months, Master Three will be a general, so Grandma will be a lifeless wife."
It is a matter of honour for the husband to earn a life for his wife, but this woman has earned her own grade and returned without using his power at all.
He obviously shouldn't care, but I don't know why, and I feel an upset in my heart.
He Sanlang secretly swears that he will definitely be an extreme minister, letting a deadly grade hold down the title of a broken countryman, so that the world only knows that she is his wife, not what Five **** Jinyi Xiangjun.
He Sanlang in full of anger didn't respond at all. Before that, he still wanted to give up Chu Chu, but now he wants to earn her a life ...
The letters written by King Jin are the most detailed in these letters. After all the letters have been read, He Changyu finally presses down.
He finally understood the reason for his inexplicable promotion.
It turned out to be Chu Yan. He Changzhen didn't know what he felt now. He knew that the only thing he wanted to do now was to catch the poisoned woman in front of him and ask her what was going on.
It seems like already is slowly changing in the midst of it.
Is she really helping him?
Why?
Isn't she really Xiao Wujing?
He Changxi was instantly disturbed.
He took a deep breath, and by the time he returned, the night was over.
He changed the candle and picked the wick. He Changyu sat down at the desk and rolled out a stationery. At this time, he was slowly calm and he didn't write a wild grass like ghosts. Strong and powerful block letters.
When the east was showing a slight white belly, He Sanlang lay down on the bed with exhaustion.
There are three letters on the desk, and the bottom one is bulging. It is estimated that there are at least seven or eight letter papers. The head of that letter stably says "My wife Chu's love".
In the blink of an eye, it is the first day of September.
At this time, it has slowly turned into late autumn, and the weather is slightly cool, especially sooner or later.
The best thing to do in this kind of weather is, of course, to stay in bed.
It's neither cold nor hot. There is a scent of warm fragrance in the bedroom. It's not comfortable. Chu is holding a soft brocade. Breathing, sleeping soundly.
When Gui Yan and Xi Yan came in, they saw Chu Yan's sweet sleeping face.
Guilin's eyes were drawn, and she opened the curtains and hung the gold hook, and then sat down beside the bed.
She reached out and shook Chu Min twice, "Oh my grandma, when is this time, why do you still have a mood to sleep?"
Chu Xi rubbed his eyes stupidly and asked vaguely, "How long?"
Gui's face is going to be dark, "Grandma, it's time."
"Chenshi?" It was only after seven o'clock in the morning, Chu Xi closed her eyes and wanted to sleep for a while.