The Reborn Wife is Farming

Jin Hua was captured by Mu Yangling's arrogance, she was speechless for a while, and the Xiaoxia family beside her was already numb. Fortunately, these words were said in Miao Village, so she would not speak nonsense, otherwise she would ask someone to pass these words back In the capital, I don't know what kind of blame Mu Yangling will receive.

What she said was outrageous.

Jin Hua's complexion changed again and again, Qi Haoran's heroic figure sounded in her heart and she was very reluctant to give up. She looked at Mu Yangling's hand very ready to move, if she could defeat her...

Ji An glared at her daughter, pressed her down, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Since the prince and concubine are so affectionate, the little girl will naturally stay far away from the prince."

Mu Yangling said with a good-tempered smile, "It's a husband and wife who love each other deeply."

"Yes, yes, the love between husband and wife is deep," Ji'an wiped his sweat, and looked at the door again, Jiacai, my eldest son-in-law, come back quickly, Han women are so difficult to deal with, let alone Han women man.

As soon as Ji'an's mind fell, the people from the sentry tower rushed to report: "My lord, my lord, a lot of soldiers, a lot of soldiers are coming to our stockade."

Chief Ji'an raised his heart. He knew that something would happen if his daughter coerced someone like this. Since the princess dared to say so confidently that the prince must have her, it can be seen that they have a very good relationship. If his wife is arrested, You must also take someone to snatch him back.

Chief Ji'an prayed and looked at Mu Yangling. After the war, the Miao Village really couldn't stand the torment. The people's life was already hard. If they were beaten by Qi Haoran again, they might really be exterminated.

Mu Yangling got up and said with a smile: "I'm afraid the prince knew that we were visiting the village, so he was anxious to come over and have a look. Chief Ji'an, why don't I go with you to meet him."

Chief Ji'an hurriedly nodded.

Mu Yangling asked someone to bring Hei Jun over. Mu Yangling touched its nose and asked Xiao Xia, "Cousin, do you want to go together?"

Xiao Xia doesn't know how to ride a horse, she only knows how to ride a horse, she hesitated, Mu Yangling smiled and said: "Cousin must come with Haoran, why don't I ask the guards to hold the reins for you, don't worry, the horses we ride are all Very docile."

Xiao Xia nodded instantly, got up and said: "Then I will go with you."

Getting along with Mu Yangling day and night for a month is not just sitting still. The relationship between the two women has made a qualitative leap during the journey, and Xiao Xia's character is pure and weak, so Mu Yangling communicates with her more casually, so she often shows her in front of her. own worldview, outlook on life and values.

Leaving aside such things as world outlook, Xiao Xia felt that some of Mu Yangling's ideas were too bold, but she couldn't help but feel that she was right.

For example, the way husband and wife get along with each other.

The consecration of a wife is not only about being submissive, but also about striving for a purpose, such as pursuing.

Mu Yangling had given Qi Haoran all kinds of presents, and he also tried his best to prepare gifts for him. Xiao Xia responded, "I also prepared them for my husband."

Mu Yangling asked with a smile, "Then when you gave him the gift, did you tell or hint to him that you admire him very much?"

Xiao Xia's face was flushed with embarrassment, they are already husband and wife, do you need to say such words?

Of course, the effect of saying it and not saying it is much different. Although Xiao Xia blushed at the time, she remembered what Mu Yangling analyzed.

Now that Fan Zijin came to pick her up, if she showed up at the gate of the village, he would be a little happy to see her for the first time, right?

While thinking about it, Xiao Xia showed a sweet smile on her face, and with the help of Mu Yangling, she sat on the horse.

Mu Yangling also rode on the black horse, and was about to hit the horse and go ahead, when the little bear who had been sleeping soundly in the carriage suddenly woke up. He opened the curtain and saw his mother riding on the horse, surrounded by an unfamiliar environment. With a loud "wow", he burst into tears, leaned half of his body out of the car window, and kept opening his hands to Mu Yangling, but he couldn't say a word, he could only cry.

Mu Yangling was heartbroken, so he hurriedly rode forward, took the man out of the car window and put him in front of him, wiped the tears from his face and said, "Silly boy, why are you crying? Isn't mother here?"

The cub turned around and hugged his mother's neck, buried his whole face by her neck, and only cried.

Li Chun hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and said: "Princess, the young master seemed to have a nightmare just now."

Mu Yangling hurriedly hugged him tightly, patted him on the back lightly and said, "Have you had a nightmare? It's okay, mother is here, no one can bully you, mother can beat all the bad guys away, okay?"

It took a while for the little bear to raise his head and start to show his eyes to look around. Mu Yangling smiled. Seeing his mother's smile, the fear in the little bear's heart dissipated. He turned his head and looked around, and saw that he was sitting there too. Immediately, he suddenly became excited, lifted his buttocks and bounced a few times, then found a comfortable position in his mother's arms and sat down, looking ahead with bright eyes.

Mu Yangling turned his head and said to Chief Ji'an: "I made you laugh, if you don't mind, I will take the child with me."

Chief Ji'an couldn't wish more. In this way, Qi Haoran's anger should be relieved when he saw that his wife and children were safe.

The fact is also the same. After hearing the news, Qi Haoran asked people to go back to rescue the soldiers, and Qi Haoran, who rushed here with Fan Zijin and others, couldn't help but change his face when he saw Mu Yangling and the others appearing leisurely at the gate of the village on horseback. Slowly, this made the Miao people who guarded the gate of the village and tried their best to prevent Qi Haoran and the others from entering the village slightly relieved.

Qi Haoran rushed forward full of vicious aura. If it wasn't for the fact that the war had not been over for a long time, their village had always maintained a first-level combat readiness mode, and they might not be able to stop him.

Chief Ji'an hurriedly stepped forward and asked someone to put down the cable bridge, and greeted him personally: "King Rongjun, you are here, please come inside, the princess and the young master are waiting inside."

Qi Haoran was about to step forward, but Fan Zijin stopped him for a while, so he had no choice but to follow.

Qi Haoran rode straight to Mu Yangling, looked at his son whose eyes were rolling around and asked, "Why are the child's eyes wet?"

Mu Yangling smiled and said, "I just woke up after having a nightmare."

Qi Haoran took a closer look, and found that the child's left cheek was indeed marked with sleep marks, and the anger in his heart subsided, and he opened his arms towards the little bear.

The little bear looked up at his father for a while, and then he opened his arms and let Qi Haoran hug him. Qi Haoran was still calling him a fool in his heart, and he didn't recognize him after only two months of seeing him, but who knew that after hugging the little bear, he He directly supported his face with one hand, keeping a safe distance from him, his little nose shrugged, and after a long time, he seemed to be sure that Qi Haoran was still clean, and then he plunged into his arms, his eyes moistened of.

Fan Zijin burst into laughter when he saw this, Qi Haoran was so angry that his face turned blue, Mu Yangling was surprised by his son's intelligence, and then he was thankful that although the little bear was carved out of the same mold as Qi Haoran, he was more particular than his father It's more hygienic, and it's a good son.