Take a Husband for Farming - Chapter 539

Su Ruirui stood alone on the high side of the palace and looked out of the palace. There was Princess Minhui’s mansion under construction in that direction, and his heart was sore: Saner, I can’t stand you not in front of you, and you don’t want to come into this bird cage. Then I will love you in a different way and spoil you forever!

Also in the inner court of the deep palace, Mu Fengyi Cheng Chenglu was exposed, and after a lapse of one month, she was named a nobleman of the sixth grade.

At this time in November, she was wearing a fox fur coat, sitting alone under the porch and staring at the sky.

The boxy sky was gray and slick with snow and goose feathers. She missed her free life outside the palace, missed her mother, and her brothers and sisters.

“Noble, the princess entrusts you a birthday present.”

Xia Ye went into the yard with a box happily holding a box.

“Cousin, it’s nice, and my family is with me for my birthday.”

Xia Ye knew that Mu Fengxi missed her family very much, but her status was too low. Mu Rouzang was not good enough to visit her often in the palace.

“The noble must be sad. The long princess is also afraid of the noble being sad. She got up early in the morning to cook in person and made the sweet-sour date cake for the noble.”

Mu Feng’s eyes were red, and she smiled softly: “Come and bring it to me. I haven’t eaten it for a year. My cousin will make some fresh jujube cakes every year on my birthday.”

Xia Ye busy opened the box, and took the ivory pick and handed it to her, and laughed: “Slaves have heard Xia language, they said that every year, after the Chinese jujube is ripe, the long princess asked someone to beat it with bamboo. Come down and put it in the ice kiln just for the birthday of your noble, so that you can take it out to make noble jujube cake for the noble. “

Mu Fengxuan looked up outside the palace. That direction was the direction where her family lived. No one will bully her cousin or her family anymore.

“Summer night, we will all be alive from now on.” For her brothers, to hurt her cousin!

Mu Fengyi’s eyes are firm, she must climb to a high position to protect the Mu clan who has just taken root in Beijing.

In the first two years, Mu Rouzang gave birth to a daughter in October with a childbirth. He broke Yang Zixuan’s happiness. When he arrived at the door, he pulled his colleague to talk about his daughter’s sutra, and said that his own daughter was really a close-knit jacket. Every day. At home, her daughter smiled at him with a grin, and his tiredness disappeared all day long.

After listening, Mu Rouzang turned her face very silently. She didn’t know the goods. She really wanted to wake up. A little baby was just born. Even people couldn’t see clearly. Would you know who he was? This dad is too excited!

Not only Yang Zixuan was happy, but Su Ruirui was also very happy. After he got the news on this day, he hurried to Fan Yingde and shrugged his nose and asked, “What is it?”

“Emperor, when you send someone in a hurry to find a slave, the slave is squatting on the toilet to show respect!” He wanted to say that he was only halfway pulled by the emperor who did not follow the cards.

“Oh, wait till you continue, give me a will first.”

Su Ruirui was completely unaware of the pain of Fan Yingde. He waved his hand and wrote a decree. The daughter of Mu Rouzang, the righteous sister, was princess Fuyi. He Wenbohou.

“Is the harem born?”

Fan Yingde’s black lines drifted across the head. Emperor, you do n’t even remember your children, you just remember someone else ’s home.

He deeply felt that he was getting too old these two years, and his heart was too tight! Or pull the leg to declare the will, to find the princess to appreciate.

One day in the summer of the first three years, Yang Zixuan was very excited to take time out of the Yemen, and shouted, “Mother, mother!”

Mu Rouzang opened his eyes stupidly, a gust of wind passed, and Yang Zixuan’s fox face appeared in front of her eyes.

“Fu Jun ?! Shouldn’t you be at the knock gate now?”

“Isn’t the lady always thinking about walking outside? This time, I asked the husband to discuss the errand of the Western Region. How about it, woman, we will bring the caravan together. This time I will go to the Western Region to do it myself. Back to big business, I’ll get more silver and come back to buy flowers for our daughter. “

And then-

Yang Zixuan found strangely that his family’s powdered and glutinous powdery fruit was gone!

“Women, what about our girl?”

Mu Rou San was suddenly stunned, and then she remembered that after she gave birth to pink fruit, the pig in the tree in the space was finally cooked, and then she became a pet pig with a little red flower in her head. ,And then?

She’s too sleepy today, and Fen Guo refuses to sleep, too noisy. She simply fell asleep and dropped Fang Guo into the space. No, I fell asleep and forgot about it. Oops!

“Ah, hey, let someone take it out of the yard to play, yes, husband, when will I go to the Western Regions? The clothes, the children are growing fast, and the clothes made last month are wearing again this month. “

Yang Zixuan is a mother, and even the fans who love to eat the fruit must write down one by one. When he is done with this, he should knock on the door and continue to work.

When he left, Mu Rouzang hurriedly dragged the pink fruit out of the space. This mother is really forgetful!

Who can tell her where did the little red flower on the pink fruit come from?

When he left, Mu Rouzang hurriedly dragged the pink fruit out of the space. This mother is really forgetful!

Who can tell her where did the little red flower on the pink fruit come from?

Mu Rouzang shouted in the space: “You are a dead pig, I must look for a flower pig to breed for you!”

A pig in the space is looking into the water with a mirror, and see how red the flowers are today!

Hearing Mu Rouzang’s voice was very disdainful, and continued to look in the mirror.

In the first five years, Qumen passed away in the desert. A group of majestic royal ceremonies opened in front of the road, followed by cavalry guidance, with several carriages in the middle, and a large royal carriage with gold and jade in the middle. .

“Fen Guo, a lot, your mother-in-law has given you another little brother.”

Mu Rouzang raised the stationery in his hands in excitement. The third generation of the Mu family was finally not alone, and the Jing’an County Master was a male for two consecutive births.

“Mother, hug!”

A small baby with a hairstyle of sky-high guns, wearing red gold silk embroidery and pink carvings and jade carvings, reached out to Mu Rouzang for a hug.

Mu Rouzang freed her arms while reading the letter and couldn’t help but say, “I said Fanguo, you’re getting fat again, can you eat less barbecue!”

Alas, the younger girl of the family Rou Sang Yang Ruyan is pink fruit.

“It’s delicious! Milk!” Fan Guo nodded solemnly!

It means that eating meat with milk is delicious.

Mu Rouzang reached out and poked her pink head, and smiled lowly: “You snack.”

“You shouldn’t get her any pink fruit.” Yang Zixuan was a very precious girl, looking at the little pink meatballs crawling around in the car.

“It’s better than taking more of your son. You can count on having more sons and grandchildren, and rely on your son!” Mu Rouzang also complained to him.

“Oh!” Duoduo was very cooperative!

“Yeah, my mother, my brother **** and smells bad!”

Mu Rouzang stretched out his little kick and kicked Yang Zixuan, who was playing with his daughter, and said, “Hey, your family has a lot of shit, and it’s not time to change diapers.”

Yang Zixuan was a good husband, and immediately said to his fangou, “My dear girl, father will change your diaper for your brother first, and play with you later.”

“I don’t want it. Your hands have been over the diaper, dirty, mother, fragrant!”

Yang Zixuan’s little cotton-wadded jacket was immediately rolled back into her mother’s arms.

Mu Rou Sang’s travels abroad, and finally made his trip in the first five years. This time Yang Zixuan was envoy to the Western Regions. Yang Zixuan had already figured out this time. This time he must bring a lot of relatives Walking some places, it is best to drag on for ten or eight years, give birth to a lot of baby, when Su Ruirui forgets his mother, he will bring a family and young children back.

As a result, Su Ruirui saw the move and only added a decree after the Qumen Pass, and it must be returned for a period of two years!

Mu Rouzang followed her husband in the Western Regions and found out immediately that Chun Jing and a certain guard in her team stared at each other. She quickly packed Chun Jing with her and sent them out with great speed. Khan, ah, there are really blind, so good for Chunjing, luckily, luckily.

In the early summer of the first eight days, the Queen Mother Tun Shu died!

In the same year, Beijing did not know when the female tyrants became famous!

After the mother-daughter Princess Huaiqing and Princess Jing’an became famous, the capital shook again.

Because of Su Ruirui’s change of favor, Mu Rouzang will not walk straight after returning to Beijing at the end of the first six years, but will only walk across the capital.

One of them: Mu Huisang, Princess Minhui!

The second tyrant: Princess Fuyi Yang Ruyan, a daughter of Mu Rouzang!

The three tyrants: Princess Su Xiner of Fuxin, the daughter of Fengfei Mufengyu!

Su Shaner was very innocent, holding a small handkerchief in tears: this lady in the capital is a bunch of bastards. She was passing by and was held by a soy sauce bottle sent by these ladies. Where is she like a bully? ? Apparently, she is a very tender princess, although she is a woman inside.

In the spring of the first ten years, Mrs. Zuo died. In the autumn of the same year, Mrs. Yang also passed away. Mu Rouzang returned from Dongyi to mourn. In the second year, after filial piety, Yang Zixuan also discussed his intention to go to the Nanmang region for a mission. One day Yin Mushou said casually that she wanted to eat lychees from Lingnan.

In the autumn of the first thirteenth year, Jinghui Minhui’s Princess Mansion suddenly sounded a roar of shaking mountains: “My peach blossom, which rabbit was stolen?”

“Oh! Sister, the wind is tight, huh!” Drunk drunk and shook his brain.

“On the roof!”

Fanguo looked like a big sister with a small flesh claw, so the twelve little farts who brushed together were divided into two groups. Among them, one woman, one man, two drunks, and the clothes of another man, one woman, and two people were seen. He mentioned that he jumped onto the roof.