While the girl was cursing, she squatted down, picked up a clod of soil and threw it at Mu Wei Xian. Mu Wei Xian didn't know how to dodge, so he made two silly "woof woof" sounds and kept chasing him.

Feng Jiu had goosebumps, and his expression was as if he had swallowed a dead fly alive.

She gave up her previous thought. Mu Wei Xian was a fool, terribly stupid!

"Help!"

"Someone is coming!"

"You bastard, if you come here again, I'll beat you to death!"

"Qing'er, Qing'er, give me a hug..."

The rows of fields were extremely noisy for a while, and the villagers who went to the fields all turned their heads to watch the show.

"Look, the silly young master of the Mu family is pestering Miss Qing'er again!"

"Miss Qing'er is just a flower in the Shepherd's Village. That fool still misses Miss Qing'er. He really wants to eat swan meat!"

Gossips entered Feng Jiu's ears, and she stopped planting rice seedlings.

The girl named Qing'er became less and less serious. She even threw stones at Mu Wei Xian, and his head was hit hard. He didn't cry or get angry, and even smiled stupidly at Qing'er.

The next moment, Su Qing'er had already grabbed a hoe in her hand and threatened, "If you follow me again, I...I will die with you!"

After all, the Mu family is the head of the landowners, and this stupid guy is the only one in the Mu family. Su Qing'er doesn't dare to do anything to him. Mu Wei Xian has been pestering her for a long time over the years. It is true that the Mu family is the dominant one in the village. However, Su Qing'er does not

Look down on him.

People in the village said that she was as beautiful as a flower and would marry into an official family and enjoy glory and wealth in the future!

"Qing'er, I'm afraid."

Mu Wei Xian slowed down, fearing the hoe in Su Qing'er's hand, and tugged at his sleeves pitifully.

"It's okay to be afraid! Come here, I'll chop off your head!" Su Qing'er waved the hoe to bluff Mu Wei Xian. The distance between the two of them was only four or five steps. If the farm tools were lost, it would be really hurt if they couldn't keep them all.

He was the pastor of Wei Xian.

Feng Jiu couldn't stand it anymore when her newlywed husband molested the girl in her boudoir in front of her.

She stepped on the field ridge with her muddy feet and walked straight to Mu Wei Xian. Without saying a word, she took Mu Wei Xian's hand and left, "No need to yell, my husband, it's not your turn to discipline me!"

Su Qing'er was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that this was the daughter-in-law the Mu family bought for a fool?

Wait, what did she say?

Su Qing'er watched Feng Jiu's figure leaving steadily, and laughed angrily, "Who cares about your silly man? He should stop pestering me, it's bad luck!"

On the way back to Mu's yard, Mu Wei Xian was always unhappy.

Feng Jiu understood very well that he was a fool, but he was also a living person. It was normal to have emotions and desires. Maybe he was originally attracted to Su Qing'er.

It’s just that they don’t want him!

Feng Jiu was used to seeing cold-blooded killings, and it was rare for him to feel pity. He raised his hand and patted his crowned hair, "Don't chase him next time. No one in this world can live without him."

Mu Wei Xian looked up at her, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

Feng Jiu explained, "You said that you are well-dressed and well-fed, and that you will have no worries about food and clothing all your life, and will not be disturbed by the world. Just be stupid, that's good."

Mu Wei Xian may not be able to understand the profound truth. Feng Jiu smiled bitterly, she was just playing the piano to a cow, why should she say more?

For a moment, the man suddenly smiled and hugged her into his arms.

Feng Jiu was stunned, his breath was the faint scent of acacia on Mu Wei Xian's clothes.

The man's chin rested on her forehead, his voice and expression were the same as usual, "My wife is the best, the best in the world..."

Feng Jiu was ashamed, she thought Mu Wei Xian had understood!

"Okay, okay." Feng Jiu pushed him into the courtyard door, "Listen to my wife and wait for me to come back!"

"Um!"

Mu Wei Xian nodded as if he was pounding garlic and disappeared in a flash.

Finally getting rid of this clingy spirit, Feng Jiu relaxed her muscles and bones, went back to the fields, and continued planting rice. If she wanted to gain a foothold in the Mu family, she had a long way to go!

The sun passed over her head and fell in the west, the crow jumped on the ridge of the house, and the cold moonlight fell on the paddy field.

A little bit, a little bit worse...

Feng Jiu gritted his teeth and planted the rice seedlings, his back sore as if broken.

If she hadn't been practicing martial arts every day in Prince Rui's Mansion, she would have developed inhuman willpower long ago, and she would have "discarded her armor" and gone on strike. Seeing that there were still baskets of seedlings, she concentrated on them without squinting.

I twisted the seedlings between my fingers and dropped them in the field. Then I held another one and dropped it...

She does complicated and boring things meticulously.

"Whoosh——"

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed on the road.

Feng Jiuwu's senses were sharp and he looked up abruptly.

"Whoosh——"

The black shadow jumped from the corner of the villager's wall to the roof. Under the night, it walked forward with a cat's waist, dressed in night clothes, holding a dagger with a cold light.

Still here...

Feng Jiu waited quietly for observation, holding his breath and staring at the man in black jumping up and down.

He seemed to be searching for something, and there was only one person!

King Rui will know about her escape sooner or later. When it comes to regicide, only dead people cannot speak. One general always succeeds and tens of thousands of bones wither...

I still remember that she was sold to King Rui when she was twelve years old. King Rui pinched her hand bones and smiled cruelly. He said: Fengyuan, are you willing to die for me?

Who is willing to die if he can live!

There was a trace of blood in Feng Jiu's eyes. After ten years, King Rui wanted to peel off his bones and cramp him!

"Here it is!"

She yelled at the top of her voice, but the man in black didn't know there was someone else in the field, so he was so frightened that he rolled off the roof.

Phoenix Nineteen is like a gust of wind, stepping on the field ridge, causing mud flowers to splash everywhere.

When the man in black wanted to get up, she was already in front of him, holding both sides of his head with both hands, and twisted it easily.

"Click."

The crisp tone was particularly pleasant, and the man in black had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his pupils widened, and he refused to close his eyes.

Feng Jiu solved the problem quickly and stood up, rubbing her wrists. King Rui must have been unsure whether she was here, so he sent someone to find out the truth!

In fact, even if he were allowed to find the Feng family, he could not find "Feng Yuan" even if he dug three feet into the ground. His appearance had changed and his name had also changed.

However, being cautious in everything is Feng Jiu's consistent style.

She smiled coldly and turned around to see Mu Wei Xian holding a bowl and taking in everything. He opened his mouth slightly, as if a Zen monk had fallen into trance and was frightened.
Chapter completed!