Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

   She is traveling through the air, but there is no such person as Tang Bohu in this era. How could people recite Tang Bohu's poems?

  Han Yingxue guessed that there may be many people like her who have traveled through this era.

   After all, besides her, she also knew a Andy Lau.

   Seeing that Han Yingxue was silent, Mu Furong asked, "What happened to Miss Xueer?"

   "Nothing, just thinking about Miss Furong, you are quite poetic."

   Mu Furong smiled shyly, "I'll just recite a sentence or two. In terms of talent, many girls in Xichun Academy are better than me."

   "Haha, you are too modest."

   "I also think Furong is too modest, obviously so powerful." Lin Miaojun also interrupted.

   "It's really an award, I know what level I am."

   "I'm definitely better than me anyway. I'm not interested in reading at all. I can't remember such a long poem."

   "You just remember to eat, what else can you remember?" Han Yingxue couldn't help teasing.

   "That's because the food you make, cousin, is so delicious, you can't blame me."

   "Is it my fault?"

   "No no, of course I can't blame you!"

   "Who's to blame?"

   "No one's to blame, let's go back quickly! Sister-in-law, today is a good day for Lady Furong's redemption. We have to celebrate. Today you have to cook and make us something good to eat."

  Lin Miaojun looked at Han Yingxue with some pride.

  Han Yingxue knew that this girl must be hitting her again. Sure enough, she wanted her to be delicious.

   Fortunately, Han Yingxue originally planned to make something delicious to celebrate.

   "Okay, I can't support you today!"

   "No, sister-in-law, I have a big belly and can eat a lot."

  Han Yingxue shook his head with a sigh.

   "Furong, you haven't tasted my cousin's craftsmanship. You'll know when you've eaten it. Make sure you eat the last meal and think about the next meal."

  Lin Miaojun's exaggerated description made Mu Furong have an appetite. Full of expectations, I want to eat the food made by Han Yingxue.

   After leaving Xichunyuan, it was not long before he got into the carriage that Xuanyuan Ling was waiting for.

   "Furong, this is my cousin, the current ninth prince." Lin Miaojun introduced, of course he did not hide anything about Xuanyuanling's identity.

   Mu Furong glanced at Xuanyuan Ling, it was indeed the first time she had seen such a good-looking man.

   She looks even more beautiful than a woman!

   She felt ashamed standing in front of Xuanyuan Ling.

   Mu Furong secretly sighed in her heart about Xuanyuanling's identity and Xuanyuanling's face.

   are a group of not simple people!

   Maybe meeting Han Yingxue is the blessing of her life. If not, he might have to stay in Xichunyuan for the rest of his life.

   "Hello, Ninth Prince." Mu Furong City Xuanyuan Ling saluted.

   "You don't have to be polite girl, you don't need to be so polite in front of me." Xuanyuan Ling's pleasant voice sounded.

   But after Xuanyuan Ling finished saying these words, his eyes did not stop on Mu Furong.

   For women, no matter how good-looking they are, he doesn't have much interest.

   His eyes were only filled with Han Yingxue.

   "Xue'er, let's go back." Xuanyuan Ling said.

"good."

  Han Yingxue and Lin Miaojun helped Mu Furong's things on the carriage. Over the years, Mu Furong has also accumulated a lot of jewelry, clothes and other things.