Chapter 1692 Concubine (8)

When her money is gone, he can spend a few days of hard life with her.

Then, no matter if he went to the bank in the city to get the banknotes, or he had an accident, Feng Yan had to take him back. They cooked the raw rice, and General Feng had to admit their marriage. When the time came...

Who would have thought that a plan would be better than a change, he didn't spend fifty taels on his body today, why did Feng Yan have no money on him?

"Yan'er, it's my fault."

His eyes flickered slightly, Sima Yan said guiltily, he got up and looked out.

"Don't worry, let me think of a way. If it doesn't work, I'll disguise myself and go to the city to cash the money. If I have something to eat, Yan'er will never be hungry."

At this moment, the sky is already late, and the setting sun is dyed red on the horizon.

Sima Lian walked very slowly, deliberately giving Feng Yan time to tell him to stop.

Anyway, they have already eloped, as long as Feng Yan says a word, even if they don't have any ceremony, as long as they sleep together, the matter will be considered a success.

Sima Li desperately wanted to cook the raw rice into rice...

When a person is alive, he always needs to find some hope. He has lived for more than 20 years and has not been favored. Will he continue to live a life of mermaid?

Sima Long wanted to be a real master!

After leaving the thatched hut, Sima Li still didn't hear Feng Yan calling him.

Feeling dissatisfied, Sima Yan saw the woman in the room sitting with her face down, raising her sleeves, as if she was wiping something on her face, she looked a little stubborn and aggrieved.

Feng Yan is crying?

Sima Sui's heart froze, he put aside his dissatisfaction, and hurriedly went out to find a way to solve the matter, and finish the matter of the wedding ceremony.

His people have already reported to him that General Feng suppressed Feng Yan's elopement with him in the capital. As long as he procrastinated for a while, even if the matter with Feng Yan didn't work out, General Feng would follow him tied to a boat.

There must be no accidents on Feng Yan's side!

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Feng Er stayed outside, watching Sima Li leave in a hurry.

In the tree, he stands tall and sees far.

Watching Sima Lian go to the next door, an elderly woman and several capable men came out from the next door.

Judging from the way they dress and walk, it is impossible for these people to be farmers raised in this village.

Sima Yan...was coaxing Feng Yan from the very beginning.

The deep eyes were a bit complicated, Feng Er hesitated whether to tell Feng Yan these things again.

He had risked being outspoken before, and he had already told her about Sima Yan cheating on Feng Yan. However, Feng Yan didn't seem to believe it.

"Hey, idiot, what are you doing in a daze outside? Don't come in yet!" A woman's voice suddenly came from the thatched cottage.

Feng Er hesitated again.

Although he is Feng Yan's secret guard, but now Feng Yan has eloped with Sima Li, it is always inappropriate for him to stay with her alone.

"Feng Er!"

A piece of pretty hibiscus noodles suddenly poked out from the window of the thatched cottage.

Her face was like a crescent moon, and her eyes were dark and bright.

She called to him, holding something in her hand, looking at his hidden direction, and threw something directly at him.

Feng Er grasped it subconsciously.

The woman ordered confidently: "Save the money for me first, and return it to me when I need it, understand?"

"Okay, master." Feng Er subconsciously responded.

He looked at the purse in his hand, it was a purse with a small tattoo of Yan character on it, it should be a woman's personal purse.

The purse was bulging, and through the purse, one could feel that these were broken silver, and probably there were also broken gold. It wasn't at all that Feng Yan was embarrassed by having no money before.