Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times

Jiang Xinyan never dreamed that she was thinking about how to turn against Jin Yiwei's squad leader.

Is this what she thinks it is? Did you really come over?

She opened a pair of smart eyes, looked at Chu Lixuan, and said softly in his ear.

"He came to the door automatically. Are you sure this Zhao Yu is not our undercover agent?"

Chu Lixuan also said softly against her ear, "It should have been conquered by you, and it was sent to the door. What do you mean by undercover?"

His little wife often pops up a word or two that he doesn't understand, which makes him very flustered!

Jiang Xinyan thought for a while: "Undercover is meticulous work."

"Zhao Yu is not my side's meticulous work." Chu Lixuan answered very seriously.

Straight man of steel! The old lady doesn't know that he is not! Just to have fun.

"There are only four of them now, so let's take it. Anyway, we have no shortage of food."

"Xinxin, there are many people who are short of food along the way. We can't take it in casually. We will wait until we reach the destination and see the situation."

"Okay! If you don't tell me, I also know that we can't take in people casually. We only need people who farm, and we can find them everywhere."

Chu Lixuan glanced at his little wife dotingly: I don't just need a farmer!

"Marquis of Zhennan, Mrs. Chu, please have some soup." Zhao Yu led one of his subordinates, each carrying a bowl of pork ribs and potato soup.

The other two men carried a large pot of potato rib soup, and a pot of barbecue sent to the people in the second room.

The other prisoners watched eagerly, thinking in their hearts, they didn't know if they had anything to eat.

Uncle Chu scolded loudly, "What kind of world is this? I am the eldest prince, husband-in-law, how could you not give me food first?"

However, no one paid any attention to him, and the official leader saw Lord Jin Yiwei grilling meat for Miss Jiang Er himself in the morning.

He secretly thought, Master Zhao must want to curry favor with the Prime Minister.

That kid, who usually looks serious and aloof, is flattering like no one else!

After seeing the officials for so long, there was no letter from the eldest prince to take care of Uncle Chu.

He also said without any scruples: "How could the first prince, husband-in-law, be exiled? Who are you deceiving? Fakes! Last night, I didn't remember you and gave it to you."

Uncle Chu listened to what he said, and now that he remembered it, he would never feed himself.

Uncle Chu was so angry that he jumped and cursed: "When my master returns to the capital, how will I deal with you?"

"Ouch! I'm so scared!" The official leader was also a tough one.

"You give each of the other exiles a skewer of barbecue, and ten people eat a bowl of potato rib soup, but don't give it to him."

The exiles cheered: "Thank you, sir."

The official leader instructed his subordinates, dare to scold Lao Tzu, and let you taste Lao Tzu's power.

This command was exactly what Jiang Xinyan wanted, and her potato ribs were extra delicious.

Chu Lixuan didn't pretend to be dead, so he would feed his little wife to eat breakfast.

When he was feeding, because he was excited, and because he was unskilled, his hands were shaking a little.

After the four Zhao Yu finished eating, they went up the mountain to fetch water and filled the big iron pot with water.

After feeding a few horses that were pulling things, the group started on the road again in good spirits.

Chu Lixuan and Jiang Xinyan supported each other and walked, he couldn't jump all at once.

But Worthy Jie's eyes widened in disbelief.

How is he all right? Didn't he say that his other leg was also broken?

Doesn't that look like a lame?