Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

"By the way, brother, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, how did that jam sell?"

There were outsiders present along the way, so it was inconvenient for him to ask. After returning, they were busy putting things away, lighting a fire and cooking, so he still didn't know anything about it.

"It's selling well, uncle, you can't guess how much Daddy sells for a can, and they also ordered a hundred cans, and they will come to pick them up at home tomorrow."

Speaking of this topic, Big Baozi resolutely swept away the haze, looked at Ling Jingpeng and said excitedly.

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, picked up the double-cooked pork that was scooped out separately, and took a piece of scallion pancake, threw Ling Wen a look of giving it to you, and walked out. There is another 'important person' living in their house Woolen cloth.

"How much does it cost per can?"

"Hey...a tael of silver!"

"what……"

The voices of the uncle and nephew kept ringing out. Ling Jingxuan, who was holding things in both hands, smiled and shook his head. He turned his back and pushed the open door with his butt. The moment he entered, the smile on his face had no time to restrain, and he fell into the room naked. In the man's staring eyes, he heard everything that happened outside, and seeing his smile from the bottom of his heart, Yan Shengrui felt his heart pounding, and his eyes locked on him almost hungrily.

Perhaps his gaze was too hot, Ling Jingxuan quickly withdrew his smile, put on a cold expression, knelt down and put two large bowls on the small stool in front of him, and put them together without hesitation. Check the pulse of his right hand: "The recovery ability of martial arts practitioners is really good. You are fine. You always have to stay in bed for a few days when you are injured, and the blood in your head will slowly dissipate. You can restore your memory.”

There has always been a strong zhenqi in his body. Although he doesn't know if it is the so-called internal force, it is an indisputable fact that he recovered faster than ordinary people.

"You want to drive me away?"

The moment he withdrew his hand, Yan Shengrui grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and stared at him with piercing peach blossom eyes. He is not stupid. From the beginning to the end, his attitude towards him was alienated and indifferent. What he heard from the big bun once told him to leave after his health recovered. The loss of memory made it impossible for him to know why he abandoned them for five full years, but after these few days of contact, his Heart told him that he wanted to stay in this family, wanted to stay with him and the children, as his man, a part of this family, to support this family with them, and protect them from being bullied at will!

He lowered his eyes to look at the wrist tightly held by him. This time, he skillfully controlled the strength so that he would not feel pain, and it was impossible to break free easily. Ling Jingxuan noticed it, but he did not intend to accept his favor: "You I have nothing to do with it, I saved your life, and I don't ask you to repay, now that your injury is getting better, leaving is only an inevitable result."

The cold voice could not be said to show no sympathy at all, Yan Shengrui frowned reflexively, and said coldly: "It's nothing to do with it! If that's the case, where did your two children come from?"

The handsome face is arrogant and strong, showing a naked arbitrariness. Memory will disappear, but some things are innate. After Yan Shengrui finished speaking, even he was shocked. No one knew better than him. Those who planned to say those words, this is a good time, and their relationship is estimated to be even more distant.

Sure enough, the cold murderous aura that is definitely not what a farmer should have swarmed out from his thin body. Facing his apologetic eyes, Ling Jingxuan firmly opened his fingers one by one, stood up and looked down at him condescendingly, his eyes were full of tears. There is ridicule and murder: "First, the child is mine and has nothing to do with you. Second, you and I have no emotional marriage contract. It's just a night of dew, so what's the matter? Third, who dares to set my child's mind?" , I dare to take his life. I don't care who you are or how noble you are. If you don't let me have a good time, I will make it difficult for you. Your injury will heal within seven days at most. Please leave automatically when the time comes. , the humble house can't accommodate a big Buddha like you."

After finishing speaking, Ling Jingxuan turned around coldly, not giving him any room to maneuver, but when he opened the door, Yan Chengrui's voice full of annoyance rang out.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend. No matter whether we have an emotional marriage contract or whether we have a dew overnight, one thing you can never deny is that they are also my sons. Of course, I didn't mean to rob you of your son. I just State a fact, Jingxuan, I have forgotten all the past, I have no way of knowing what is going on between us, and why I abandoned you, so that you have been humiliated for five years, sorry, if you can, please Give me another chance, I want to stay and help you take care of the two children together."

If one ignores what happened to the original owner, and ignores the fact that Yan Shengrui lost his memory, he is undoubtedly affectionate and affectionate at this time, and what he said has successfully kept Ling Jingxuan in his footsteps.

"I accept your apology. As for the chance you want, I'm sorry, I'm never used to giving others a chance."

It's just that there are all kinds of fruits in this world, but there are no ifs. After speaking, Ling Jingxuan opened the door and walked out. Whether it's love or marriage, it was never in his plan.

"I will make you change your mind, Ling Jingxuan!"

After a long, long time, a man's deep and firm murmur sounded in the room, those seductive peach blossom eyes reflected a dazzling brilliance, as if the winning ticket was in his hands, and everything would be within his grasp. He, who had lost his memory, made decisions entirely by instinct, no matter what. Knowing that one day in the future when he regained his memory, would the aloof Prince Rui be annoyed by his almost humble request today?