I and my wife wear Taoist robes [Rebirth]

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and upon hearing Feng Qingyi's simple words, Han Miao's heart was suddenly frozen three feet cold, and he knelt on the ground and his body became stiff.

"Han Qing, let me ask you, this time the third prince is going to the border, did you deliver the food with the army on time?"

Although Fengyue asked seriously, she didn't panic at all.

Han Miao's neck was also covered with beads of sweat at some point, the collar of his collar was soaked, and the color of the fabric became darker.

"...Yes, the third prince had just left that day, so I sent someone to prepare food and grass."

"It's nonsense! Then why did the third prince say that he didn't see any trace of food and grass after two days and one night of hard work!"

"I'm terrified!" The man slammed his forehead on the ground, "Then, that's because the food and grass officer took the wrong direction... I have ordered someone to execute him!"

Feng Qingyi listened to Han Miao's words, and the expression in her eyes was unfathomable.This man spoke exactly the same words as in the previous life, but this time, she would never let him escape from crime so easily and leave him at ease.

"Han Qing is serious?"

"It's absolutely true! I dare not lie to the emperor!"

"Get up, don't blame Han Qing." Fengyue turned her head to look in the direction where Feng Qingyi was standing, with a low voice, "Qingyi, it seems that all this is the fault of the food and grass officer, since he is dead, and this battle has already been won , this matter may not be pursued any longer.”

Can't pursue it or don't want to pursue it at all?

"Han Qing go down first."

A long whisper interrupted the man's trembling and sweating away steps: "Slow down."

Feng Yue, who was sitting on the high seat, was taken aback, and Han Miao, who stopped and stood there, was even more tense, and couldn't breathe for a moment.

With hands behind her back, Feng Qingyi slowly circled in front of Han Miao, blocking his way.

She chuckled lightly, the meaning was unknown, she lowered her head slightly to be at the same level with Han Miao's downcast eyes, as if she was probing, but also admiring.

"If the king said..."

"Is this grain and grass officer... not dead?"

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Chapter 40

"Zhuoying, my mother is old and doesn't have a grandson under her knees. Even if I go, I can't close my eyes. Our Li family is the pillar of Bingcheng. If there is no successor, the Li family will have no successor. Why? Every time my mother thinks about this, it is difficult to sleep at night, and she is even more ashamed of the ancestors of the Li family. Mother knows that you are a good daughter-in-law, filial and sensible, and you are very considerate for Bingcheng in handling family affairs, but you always I will grow old too, so what should I do if I don’t have any children to support me?”

Han Zhuoying knelt on the futon and listened quietly to her mother-in-law's words, her face was as quiet as water, and she couldn't see any emotion for a while.

"Five years ago... well, it doesn't matter if you don't mention this matter, it makes people sad. Recently, Wang Matchmaker in the west of the city proposed a girl in front of her mother. She is in her 20s and has never been married. She has a good reputation. I am also willing to be a small one, Bingcheng is hard to talk about as a mother, look—"

Han Zhuoying had known for a long time that her mother-in-law, who had lived in the Buddhist hall for a long time and had little activity, sent someone to call her for the purpose of taking a concubine. Since the incident five years ago, this old incident has been brought up again.

"Mother." Han Zhuoying lowered her brows and had no intention of disobedience, "I also mentioned this to Bingcheng, but he didn't want to."

"How can such a serious matter be dismissed casually if you don't want to." Although the old lady has gray hair at the temples, she still has a shrewd look on her brows and eyes, "My mother just told you the importance of this matter, so you will Listen to the original words, he must change his words and make up his mind as soon as possible, otherwise if the other girl follows someone else, it will not be easy to find someone with such good conditions."

The old lady leaned on the chair and held the hand of the good daughter-in-law tremblingly, patted it lightly, and said earnestly: "Zhuoying, it is for your own good that I am a mother. I know that you are kind and generous. Come into my Li family for 20 years. After years of hard work and hard work, for such a trivial matter, I will definitely discuss with Bingcheng and come up with a satisfactory result for my mother. For—”

"lady."

A servant girl opened the corner of the curtain and interrupted the old lady's words in a low voice. The old lady immediately let go of Han Zhuoying's hand, slightly displeased: "The two ladies here, who are you calling?"

The servant girl quickly threw herself to the ground, knelt down and kowtowed to admit her mistake: "The servant girl is ignorant and offended the old lady. The servant girl is here to find the young lady."

The old lady lived in the Buddhist hall for a long time, and Han Zhuoying had been managing the house for more than ten years. All the servants in the family were obedient, and there was only one mistress, and she was used to calling Han Zhuoying "Madam".

Han Zhuoying was about to step down, she always understood what the old lady meant, it would be a waste of time to stay any longer.But at this time, the old lady seemed to be unhappy about taking a concubine, and she didn't take the title of maidservant to heart, so the boss was unhappy for a while.

"What's the matter with your young lady? Even though I live in this Buddhist hall, I'm still qualified to listen to family affairs."

Han Zhuoying got up and sat down on the nearby chair, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

The servant girl glanced at Han Zhuoying as if she was embarrassed, but the expression on the old lady's face was really ugly, so she lowered her head tremblingly, and stumbled when she spoke: "Young lady, you, your brother's there is someone The letter was delivered, and he seemed very, very anxious. The messenger has not left yet, and he said that he will deliver the letter to you personally so he can rest assured..."