Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

In the evening, Hou Qing went to Song Jingwen furtively. His face was rarely full of sadness, and he rubbed his hands hesitantly.

"You can say what you want," Zuo Kang leaned on his left shoulder and smiled winkingly, "Brother Song has already taken you over, so there is nothing more to say."

Hou Qing carefully looked at Song Jingwen's expression, after all, he really didn't take the bullshit words that Song Jingwen said on the island seriously, seeing the old man now, it is inevitable that he is a little unfamiliar.

In case, those loves back then have long been forgotten.If it wasn't for not having a boat to go to the island, Brother Scar didn't intend to appear in front of the old man in such a desolate manner.

He gritted his teeth and came out with a tray, "Hey, Brother Scar, you have seen what he is doing now. I am not worried. The group of people who followed us were basically Zhang Guo escaped, and by the way, Brother Scar I'm saved, I'm not very familiar with it."

They disappeared for seven or eight years, and there are very few people who remember them. What's more, a war is enough to disintegrate the original social system.

Song Jingwen didn't expect this. He took a sip of his tea, "Are you sure they want to go to the island with you? Do they know the conditions on the island?"

Hou Qing patted his thigh, remorseful, and said angrily, "This group of people can't be driven away. They are like dog skin plasters. My teeth itch with anger. Why is my brother Scar so miserable? It's not because there are so many people, he How can your legs be discounted!"

Song Jingwen was playing with Xie Feng's finger in front of people, thought for a while and said, "Do you want me to help?"

"Brother Scar won't let me!" Hou Qing stomped aggrievedly.

"Have they changed their minds?" Xie Feng suddenly interjected, "I want to stay in the capital, but Da Dascar disagrees, and you have a disagreement?"

Hou Qing licked his lips, hehe said, "Aren't they just some wolf-hearted things, it's fine to just cut him off according to Brother Scar's temper. But he doesn't know what the wind is, so be good!"

Song Jingwen yawned and came up with a bad idea with a smile, "My wife and I are also planning to go to the island to commemorate the memory. It's not bad for you to go first. I'll send you a group of people to help build the island. "

He paused and said, "You don't care about those who don't want to leave. Throw it to me, and I'll send them to the ravine, what a big deal."

This is all free labor, which can scare those parasites to death.Not to mention that there are well-trained slaves hidden in his valley, there are more than enough of them.

Xie Feng glared at him, deeply feeling that this move was not rigorous enough.

Song Jingwen squeezed the nape of the little ancestor's neck funnyly, and put his ear canal, "They are all my brothers who have been in trouble. I have made my own arrangements, don't worry."

After Hou Qing solved the serious problem in his heart, he left happily.

I don't know what method he used, but he actually made Scar to abandon these people willingly, and left with a ship full of goods.

He also took away the group of people Song Jingwen picked out, "I'll wait for you on the island, and I'll guard the island for you, don't worry!"

The craftsmen were sent by Song Jingwen, and the first batch of resources to survive on the island were also provided by Song Jingwen free of charge.

So the big scar somehow recognized Song Jingwen as the owner of the island, and the uninhabited island has been owned since then.

Song Jingwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he stood on the pier and waved to them.

Those who are unwilling to leave are all greedy for pleasure, and after saving their lives, they begin to pursue a high-material life.

They completely regarded the Song residence as their own territory, until one morning they woke up under the watchful eyes of a group of big men, and crawled out of the valley in panic.

After being dragged back abruptly, they suddenly realized that Song Jingwen wasn't a fool with a lot of money, but they were the real fools!

Xie Feng looked at the empty yard, shaking his legs happily, "Did Sun Fang say anything in the letter?"

Song Jingwen grabbed his calf, rubbed it a few times, and hugged him into his arms, "That island is a treasure. That boy Sun Fang is much smarter than his brother. He found out that there are other mines on the island, but he just didn't know the difference." what came out."

Xie Feng obediently leaned on Song Jingwen's body, twisted a puff and stuffed it into the other's mouth, sucked his fingers, and licked the cream off the fingertips.

"Uncle has mined another crystal mine. I went to see it in the past two years when you disappeared. It is very beautiful and colorful." Xie Feng's eyes shone with joy.

Song Jingwen bit off a puff and put all the cream into Xie Feng's mouth, "Crystal Mine~"

He prolonged the ending, and said with a smile, "Maybe, that island is quite big, at least I haven't figured it out before I come back. I'll take you there when they pack up. Take our son with us, Teach them to swim."

Xie Feng smiled and moved his butt on Song Jingwen's lap, and said sharply, "You actually want to throw the toffee to the island."

"No one knows me better than you," Song Jingwen shook his chin, and said helplessly, "Our eldest son is amazing. He's not even ten years old yet, and someone is already proposing marriage. He's a prodigy. It's not small, and soon became the number one dandy in the capital."

Xie Feng shirked responsibility, tapped Song Jingwen's chest and said, "It's not that you gave too much pocket money."

Toffee, who was beckoning to Guan Jian, rubbed her nose, and smiled brightly in the caring eyes of her little brothers.

Huadu turned pale, Guan Jian gritted his teeth and glared at him, then snapped his head straight.

Toffee smiled nonchalantly, tugged at Guan Jian's sleeve, and said in an affirmative tone as if discussing, "I'm going to uncle's place after a while, don't worry if you can't find me."

Guan Jian snorted, glanced at him indifferently, and held up a beautiful sword flower in warning, "Don't go to the martial arts arena."

After all, they met there, and he knew exactly what kind of man Toffee was interested in.

Toffee groaned and pouted, the beauty tear in the corner of his eye was extremely vivid, he nodded perfunctorily, "I know!"

Toffee has become more and more iconic in the past two years, with a high nose bridge, deep eyes, thin and colorful lips, and a clever mouth that makes others turn around.

This is definitely inherited from Song Jingwen's eloquence.

Guan Jian laughed angrily, and slapped Toffee's little butt.

With a flick of his sleeve, Toffee was about to slide out his small dagger.

Unfortunately, this trick has been used too many times.Guan Jian moved his fingers and pressed him down, "Hey, stop making trouble."

Those who watched the heat took the opportunity to pull the two of them apart, and tried their best to coax Toffee back home.

"Hey, our precious son is back." Song Jingwen poked his head out from a pile of logs.

Toffee pouted, and excitedly ran over to help, "Daddy, what are you doing? It can't be a toy for my brother!"

When he got closer, he found that Mupa was drawing something on the wood, and muttered, "Muda didn't go to the shop."

However, his two fathers could hear him well, Xie Feng smiled and straightened his hair, and said, "It's not that there is no one in the shop, what am I going to do."

Toffee choked, he turned his little head and thought that you were not like this before, wishing to live in the shop.

The old god Song Jingwen was knocking on the wood, "You little brat doesn't understand, go and pack up the little things yourself, and we'll set off for Di Zhu after your father finishes his work."

Toffee ran away in a jerk, and brought the two younger brothers into the room together, and gave each of them a small wooden dagger.

Xie Feng took a sip of soda and started working again. He had to make a model of the pedal pleasure boat first, so that the factory could produce it according to the model.

Ever since Song Jingwen told about the convenience of this boat, he couldn't help becoming very interested in this kind of boat that can walk on water, "Do you still need to transport it to the island?"

Song Jingwen's hands and feet climbed up to Xie Feng's waist unconsciously, lying on the other's back with a muffled laugh, "The ones on the island have to be made bigger, plastic or iron ones, which are more durable than wooden ones."

Xie Feng mercilessly pushed Song Jingwen away and devoted himself to creation.

"Daughter-in-law, look at me~" Song Jingwen coquettishly dissatisfied.

Xie Feng shook his ears, pretending he didn't hear.

Song Jingwen lifted the man up angrily, and said in a warm voice, "I haven't tried the water bed I installed in the room yet. This one is well-kept and durable."

The blush spread on his cheeks, Xie Feng kicked him shyly, and retorted meaningfully, "I'm impatient."

No matter whether you are patient or not, Song Jingwenquan took it as his promise, and happily embraced him to practice.

Xie Feng cried and bit him, clinging to each other's body, so weak that only that thing remained to connect them.

Song Jingwen's mouth is a deceiving ghost.

Before Xie Feng fainted, his mind went blank, and he still remembered that the model was not made.

By the time Song Jingwen picked him up from the tub, he had already fallen asleep.

Song Jingwen was refreshed, and he finished the model without any complaints, and then went to see how Song Zichen's bomb was doing.

The difficulty of miniature bombs lies in the preservation. Song Jingwen does not need too much power or too much volume.

Song Zichen worked overtime in several shifts to build this thing, and packed the wooden box neatly.

Now, Song Jingwen took his wife and children to visit relatives with peace of mind.

However, they were urgently recalled before leaving Kyoto.

Eunuch Li urged Song Jingwen anxiously, "Boss Song, hurry up, the head of the slave family depends on you, you must heal our Majesty!"

It was probably because the efficacy of the few medicines he sent to Taining was overhyped, and no one found out what the specific herbs were.He only knows some well-known medicines, and he is obviously a half-baked guy, but he has made a name for himself.

Song Jingwen was still a little confused, but he didn't show it on his face, "Don't the imperial doctors have any countermeasures?"

Li Duo had a sad face, and said half-truth, "The imperial doctors said it was difficult, so I heard that you are leaving, so I quickly invited you here."

Song Jingwen knew in his heart that the coincidence was really man-made.

Li Duo followed him step by step, and told him worriedly, "It's like smallpox, this news must be kept secret. The slave family is afraid that you will be infected, and Mr. Yuan is also inside."

Just in case Song Jingwen let the maid wrap him up tightly before sending him in, he didn't know what to do. If it was smallpox, he probably wouldn't be able to cure her.