Ho...she's really fed up.

"Stop it all!" The high decibel scream was indeed very shocking.

All four men stopped.

Ruan Qingai gasped and said, "I've got this lottery done, I'll beat you to a hairy B?"

“??”

Did they hear it wrong? The wife's owner said swear words?

Ruan Qingai waved, "Have a sign for me at the same time, and then beat you four to me and sleep outside the house to sleep in the grass."

Jian Fen clapped as he looked at it, and it turned out that their adults were also very handsome.

Hongye snorted and smiled, raised his hand, pinched his palms hard before spreading them out.

There is no wooden stick in the palm of your hand, but brown powder.

Ruan Qingai was shocked.

Hongye smiled and said, "Oh, sorry, I grabbed it too hard just now and accidentally broke it."

Can this be called breaking? Is this a bone-transforming palm good?

Hongye snorted and said, "I forgot what Yuan I drew. Hengfu, where are you?"

Hengfu glanced at him and raised his hand. The moment he turned his hand and spread his palm, the wooden stick under his palm also turned into powder. "Sorry, I used too much force and accidentally broke it?"

Ruan Qingai's mouth twitched wildly. Look at their little eyes, it seemed that what was about to break under their palms was not a wooden stick, but her Ruan Qingai's neck.

Hengfu said again, "I seem to have forgotten where I have drawn. Brother Jinglei? Where are you?"

Wan Jinglei then crushed the wooden stick, blew the powder and said, "I don't know, I forgot."

Ha! What should she do if she wants to laugh? She really wants to laugh awkwardly for hundreds of times.

The last man was the last man, and everyone turned their eyes to Luohen.

"Brother Luohen, you wouldn't have drawn Dongyuan, right? Take it out and take a look?"

Logically speaking, those who are unwilling to crush the wooden sticks are definitely the winners of Dongyuan. Seeing Luohen unwilling to crush the wooden sticks, he must be...

Luohen raised his hand, and then slapped it, and also crushed the wooden sign.

Well--

Ruan Qingai was speechless.

this!!!

What does this mean?

Luohen should have confirmed that it was Dongyuan's signature in his hand. He hesitated for a few seconds before crushing it, but in the end he crushed the wooden signature? What does this mean?

He won the lottery, but he didn't want it?

The other three people snatched the position of the Eastern Palace that they had to grab. He didn't want it?

Speaking of which, the Lord of the Eastern Palace has always been the thorns in the flesh of the concubines. Whoever sits in this position is disguisedly equivalent to becoming the target of the other three people gathering together.

Even if they are interested in the location of the Eastern Palace, they still have to consider it if they want to sit. Therefore, it may not be a good thing to draw the Central Eastern Palace brand.

If you think about it this way, Luohen will get the lottery ticket from the East Palace, but it will be crushed, and you will be able to figure it out.

He doesn't want to be too outstanding, but he doesn't want to be the last one. Ranking second is the best choice.

Ruan Qingai's head hurts from the morning to the present. She twitched her stiff mouth and stammered, "You can't even catch lots. There's nothing I can do, so it's up to me to decide. Anyway, life and death are all a knife. Luohen, you go to Dongyuan."

Luohen was stunned for a moment and frowned at her.

Hey, it’s best for someone who has been trying to get Dongyuan but is unwilling to live in Dongyuan.

Sure enough, the other three men shot at the fall mark with a very terrifying sight.

Luo Hen turned his head coldly, without saying a word, without saying he refused, nor agreed.

Looking back, Ruan Qingai looked at Hongye and said, "You can live in Xiyuan. Xiyuan has hot springs, and the hot springs are paired with beauty, suitable for you."

Originally, Hongye wanted to make things difficult for her, but after hearing what she said, her heart started to move, "Hey, that's not bad. Then let's go to Xiyuan."

"Xiyuan sounds good, I want to..." Hengfu interrupted and wanted to snatch it.

Ruan Qingai hurriedly said, "Young Fu Prince, please sleep in Nanyuan."

"I don't……"

Before he finished speaking, Ruan Qingai said in his ear, "Under the bamboo horns in Nanyuan Garden, I buried ten jars of a hundred-year-old wines. You can dig a large bamboo garden, and it will be yours if you dig it."

Hengfu suddenly choked and nodded slightly, "Hey, that's not bad. Then let's go to Nanyuan."

Wan Jinglei shouted with a dark face, "Then I am Beiyuan? What? Don't you know that our Wanjia and Bei are in conflict with each other?"

The meaning of this sentence is really indefinitely spoken and cannot be clear.

Is it true that I am invading Ke with Beijunshan, where I live with her? Isn’t it true that I am invading Ke with Beijun Mountain?

In other words, he, Wan Jinglei and her, Ruan Qingai were born to be in a foul.

It would be strange if he arranged for him to live in Beiyuan, but he wouldn't throw away the house for her.

Ruan Qingai stuck it over and said good things, "Has Mr. Jinglei ever heard that our Bingjue City was punished by Thunder God?"

"It happened fifty years ago? I heard that dozens of people died? Thunder fell so fiercely?"

"It's not a thunderfall, it's a rockfall, and it's a huge black stone, black and lying on the back mountain of our Beiyuan. The black stone weighs a thousand pounds and emits a faint magnetic field around it. I guess it's the best sky stone for forging weapons."

"Oh?" Wan Jinglei suddenly became interested.

Ruan Qingai smiled, "I don't have any tools to chew it here. If Mr. Jinglei is capable, I'll give you the stone. You can do whatever weapons you can build. How about it?"

Wan Jinglei asked softly, "Is it really a black rock falling from the sky?"

"certainly."

"Okay! Then I'll help you to suppress the evil gods in the north."

Ruan Qingai finally nodded with satisfaction, "Then please pack up your gifts and move them over."

Ruan Qingai smiled and turned around, took Jian Fen to leave the main house first, and while walking, he hurriedly ordered, "Dig a hollow under the pond in Xiyuan to ask someone to build a burning kiln."

Jian Fen heard this and kept twitching, "Can this work?"

"If you can't do a kiln, you can come three. Anyway, the pool is small and should be enough for the heat. Also, bury the ten-year wine in my winery under the bamboo garden and remember to fill in the traces."

"Sir, those who love wines can drink these ten years and hundreds of years of wines in a row."

"What if it doesn't matter, let's deal with it first."

"What should I do if that thousand pounds of black stone?"

Ruan Qingai sighed, "Call someone to move the black gold iron in the treasure house to the foot of the mountain. He can find out that it is his. If he doesn't know the goods, he deserves it."

“…”

Ruan Qingai was heartbroken, "Whether it is a ten-year wine or black gold iron, it is a considerable wealth for me! These four men made me so loser as soon as they entered the door. Alas - I said Jian Fen, when did this emperor start to hold a grudge against me? Didn't I just accept his summons and go to Beijing to deal with him? Why? Can't women become an excuse to make exceptions in those days?"

Jian Fen chuckled and smiled, "It seems to be. I have never heard of anyone using Aoi Water as an excuse to refuse the emperor's summons."

Ruan Qingai stammered, "But the emperor sent me a comfort to him, and asked me to go there later after I got it done."

"Then you didn't go there later."

"Can I blame me? We Bingjue arrived in Kyoto and sent the letters for exactly one month. By chance, I happened to come to Aoi Shui again."

Then another letter passed, I'm sorry, the emperor, and the Wei-Min was inconvenient again. When Kui Shui came, he couldn't walk down the ground and asked for a leave.

It’s also a fault for her poor physical condition. She started to have a stomachache a week before the month of the month. The amount was large and the time she had to spend a long time. So every time she had a period of menstruation, she would hide in the room, and she would not go out of the door and not stepping in, and she was very spoiled.

After three consecutive times, the emperor did not send anyone to write, and finally sent an imperial edict directly, giving her four husbands.

ha!

What's so good. What does the emperor mean? When she comes to Kyushui next time and is inconvenient to walk, the four husbands will take turns to carry her to Kyoto?

Not to mention what the emperor is thinking, we must first let these four masters calm down, otherwise there will be a fight every now and then, how much furniture will she have for them to ruin?
Chapter completed!