Jimei Lu of the Three Kingdoms

However, the relationship between Du Linger and Qin Yilu is completely different. The two of them are official couples who are married by the Ming Dynasty. Even if Lin Feng snatches Linger away from the Qin family, as long as there is no divorce letter from the Qin family According to the laws of the Han Dynasty, Ling'er could not follow Lin Feng's side in an upright manner in this life. The ancestral hall, the ancestral halls of the Lin family and the Qin family cannot enter.

Such a result was totally unacceptable to Du Linger. If she followed Lin Feng in a muddle-headed manner, she might as well go back to the Qin family. Even if Qin Yilu didn't like her, at least she would be able to receive some incense after death.

The ancients attached great importance to the sacrifice after death, especially the women of noble families, who usually live in the back house with nothing to do, and are most interested in the theory of ghosts and gods. The reason for getting dirty is that it is easier to enter and leave the back house to spread the teachings only when no one has any defense against the believers.

Pulling it a little far away, I turned my gaze back to the bank of the Majia River.

After Lin Feng slapped herself, Du Ling'er jumped up in fright, grabbed the hand that Lin Feng had slapped her and refused to let go, with tears in her eyes, she stomped her feet anxiously.

Does it hurt when the big mouth is drawn to the face?

Lin Feng really didn't know, his attention was completely attracted by the protruding monstrous waves.

To be honest, Lin Feng has been surrounded by beautiful women since he traveled, but there is always a trace of unspeakable regret.

Regardless of Mi'er's young age, whether it's Yan'er or Mei'er, both of them have the best appearance and body shape. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are fairies in the sky, but the only shortcoming is that the size of the chest cafeteria is not large.Although it can't be called Princess Taiping, but there is only a Yingying grip, that is, Lin Feng grabs it and just covers it completely with the palm of his hand. Although the elasticity and smoothness are impeccable, Lin Feng always loves it.

The charm value of the little fox is beyond the charts, and it can be called the embodiment of perfection. The stunning appearance is not listed for the time being, only the figure is slightly shorter than that of the top international supermodels.In particular, the shape of the chest is the most perfect hemispherical shape. The trembling and towering hemispheres are round and full, towering and eye-catching. The Mariana Trench can be formed in the middle without external restraints. One-third of it can be inhaled with a strong mouthful. Both the taste and the sight are intoxicating.But in terms of scale, it can only be regarded as medium.

Women in the Han Dynasty regarded small breasts as their beauty, and they only cared about their shape rather than their size, which made Lin Feng, who traveled from modern times, feel a little uncomfortable.

But he never expected that Du Ling'er would hide a pair of lethal weapons against the sky.

hot summer weather, people

There are generally few clothes on her body, and Du Linger wore a silk dress again, which was soft and close-fitting and full of drape.This time, because he didn't know why Lin Feng slapped himself, he was so anxious that he slapped himself repeatedly, and suddenly there were waves of overwhelming waves in his chest, which firmly attracted Lin Feng's full attention.

It took a while for Du Linger to notice Lin Feng's dull gaze. After being stunned for a moment, he lowered his head and reacted. He squeezed hard in shame and anger, threw off Lin Feng's arms and sat back on the embroidered blanket with his body behind his back. superior.

Lin Feng wiped the drooling from the corner of his mouth, and said softly to Du Linger: "Linger, don't be upset, it's my fault for ignoring the Qin family's reaction. Don't worry, I will go there in person when the battle in Jizhou is over. Jiuyuan, you must take back the divorce letter issued by the Qin family."

Du Ling'er turned her back to Lin Feng, put her legs upright and hugged her chest, leaned her chin on her knees, and said quietly: "My husband's family doesn't like the shallow life of a slave. Why bother your lord to travel thousands of miles to be exhausted?"

Lin Feng blurted out: "Without the Qin family divorce letter, how can you join my Lin family?"

Converted into modern language, if you don't divorce the surname Qin, how can I get a marriage certificate with you?

Du Ling'er smiled, but tears couldn't stop falling down.

In any case, the silly lover finally got the hang of it, and the ending was perfect.

Lin Feng punched his own head hard again. This pig's head really deserves to be punched. If he had thought carefully when he was in Jiuyuan and forced the Qin family to issue a divorce letter, the task would have been completed long ago, and he would have done it sooner. You can enjoy the thrill of wanton surfing.

It's not too late to figure it out now, Lin Feng leaned down and leaned into Ling'er's ear: "Okay, I didn't think carefully before, and I won't embarrass you again in the future. Don't be sad, go and have fun with the sisters , I promise that I will never make you sad again in the future."

The earthy love stories from modern times were as lethal as nuclear bombs in the Han Dynasty.

Ling'er suddenly turned her head back in surprise, looked at Lin Feng affectionately, kissed Lin Feng's face lightly like a dragonfly, then got up lightly and ran to Yan'er, not daring to look back again.

Lin Feng nodded triumphantly. There is another daughter-in-law in the family. It seems that another batch of grain must be resold to the various forces on the Jizhou battlefield, otherwise there will be no money to buy rouge and gouache for the daughter-in-law, okay?

The family had fun during the day, but Lin Feng was dumbfounded at night.

The five girls didn't know what kind of agreement they had reached, so they squeezed into a tent to rest, but no one accompanied Lin Feng, and he, who had married five daughters-in-law, was actually placed on the order.

Well, if Mi'er wasn't there, Lin Feng would have the audacity to get in and hug one out, but now that Mi'er is still young, he really doesn't dare to do such a beastly thing.

There is no way, Lin Feng, who got into the tent alone, can only choose to be inferior to the beasts at this night.

Chapter 180 Emergency Military Affairs

Lin Feng, who was sleepless all night, got out of the tent rubbing his sore eyes.

In the fantasy, the sky and the ground are integrated into the nature, the river is gurgling, the wind is blowing, and the ass is cool, and there is not even the most basic outdoor sentiment of rolling a tent.

He felt like he had been on a vacation camp.

Of course there is no complaint, after all, Yan'er and the others had a good time, which is enough, but a little disappointed.

Even when Lin Feng turned over in the middle of the night, he thought with a little luck that the little fox would sneak over to comfort him. Of course, it turned out that he was thinking too much.

While eating breakfast, Lin Feng suddenly felt something was wrong.

Not only did no one of the girls come to accompany him to eat together, but they even fought with each other and left far away after eating hastily. Even Mi Er, who liked to cling to Lin Feng the most, never looked back.

Yan'er walked slowly to Lin Feng's side, and solved the mystery with a clever smile.

"Husband, you put everything down and go out with our sisters to spend the summer. We are all very happy. But Yan'er knows that Jizhou is in chaos now, and several forces have become a pot of porridge. I don't know how many things in Pingyuan County need you to do. In the end, it was decided that although we can't help much, we can make less trouble for your husband."

Lin Feng was moved in his heart, but he couldn't laugh or cry.

Yan'er was right, but that was only for other people. Lin Feng's grandson has cheating tools, so it doesn't need to be so hard, okay?

In the later generations, there are often idiot men and women complaining about "regret for calling their husbands and sons-in-law to find a Marquis" on the Internet, but few people think about it. Uncertainty, if the result of being a marquis is already doomed, no one will regret it, otherwise, how can there be a saying that "I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh behind a bicycle"?

Of course, Yan'er does not have the idea of ​​worshiping money, but how can a daughter not want her ideal person to be an indomitable hero who rides on colorful clouds to marry her?

It can be said that Lin Feng is already famous all over the world, and the harvest season is about to come, Yan'er doesn't want him to put aside political affairs in order to make his sisters happy.

Understanding Yan'er's thoughts, Lin Feng shrugged with a smile, no way, it's just so good.

Just about to explain to Yan'er that with Xun Yu, Jushou and others sitting in the town, Jizhou is not worth mentioning. When Yuan Shao and others are almost done fighting, Ping Yuan will appear as the savior, and it will definitely shake the world again.

He moved his mouth but before he could make a sound, there was the sound of horseshoes gathering in the distance.

"Report, an urgent secret report for eight hundred miles in the plain!"

The messenger soldier with two poles on his back representing urgent red pennant came quickly, got off the saddle not far from Lin Feng, knelt down on one knee, and presented a letter sealed with three layers of wax with both hands.

Lin Feng was stunned.

Could it be that Yan'er has evolved into a top military strategist with clever calculations on his own?

Reaching out to take the letter from the messenger soldier, Yan'er slowly moved to Lin Feng's side, pressed the letter gently onto his hand, and said with a smile: "Go back, don't worry about our sisters, I will take care of them We are a big family."

Lin Feng took out the letter paper and glanced at it briefly, then raised his head and showed Yan'er an apologetic smile.

"I really have to go back. The matter is urgent, so I won't say hello to Mi'er and the others, and I'm leaving."

Taking a step forward and hugging Yan'er vigorously, Lin Feng turned around and strode towards the horse prepared by his relatives. He pulled the saddle and stepped on the horse without even turning his head.

Because Lin Feng didn't dare to turn his head back, he naturally turned his head to see Yan'er's full gaze, and couldn't help but stay again.

The letter was sent by Xun Yu.

There was only one message in the letter.

The prefect of Qinghe ran away.