Chapter 1189 Demon Charming Langjun, a Bit Ruthless (77)

When General Wang arrived at Xiaofeng Village, Su Qiao's family only returned a few days ago.

If she is not in a hurry, she will take her family to eat and drink, and play in the mountains and waters.

"No, your sword should be like this."

At this time, Su Qiao was teaching the father and son a new set of swordsmanship in the yard.

When the man was wrong, she stepped forward to correct it.

The man enjoys it very much and is at her mercy.

After making two mistakes in a row, he danced a whole set of swordsmanship in one breath.

Su Qiao didn't notice his thoughts at all, and praised with a smile:

"Well, yes, that's it. I didn't expect Jing He to be a prodigy in martial arts. Not only does his internal strength go a thousand miles, but his swordsmanship can also be read once or twice."

The man stood there with his sword in hand and looked at her with a smile: "It's all for the wife and bishop."

"There are also medicines for the wife's master's body conditioning, which is really miraculous."

The medicine she dispensed even healed her father's old age, her body became stronger and stronger every day, and now she is even more vigorous.

And Xiaoyue has also grown a lot stronger, and his height has grown. Now that he is practicing boxing, he is even more imposing and powerful.

As for himself, his internal strength is growing faster and faster, and the effect is obvious.

Su Qiao raised his chin: "I deserve it, of course it's the best."

"No, it's for you, of course it's the best."

The man walked over with a smile, hugged her waist lightly, lowered his head and gave her a quick kiss on the lips: "My wife's mouth is always so sweet."

Su Qiao didn't expect that he would suddenly make this move, and quickly pushed her away: "cough, didn't you see Yue'er?"

"Father, mother, Yue'er is practicing swordsmanship attentively, but she doesn't see anything."

On the other side of the small courtyard, Xiao Yue'er practiced swords with her back to the two of them.

Su Qiao: "..."

Little guy, more and more ghost.

Xiao Yue secretly turned around to take a look, then quickly turned around, covering her red face.

"Yue'er really didn't see anything."

"Oh, grandpa went to pick vegetables in the vegetable field, and Yue'er went to help grandpa."

Father Liu ran out of the main room, picked up Xiao Yue'er and left.

Su Qiao made a rare blushing face and slapped the man's chest: "It's all you, seeing what you've done, Yue Er laughed at me."

"Yue'er is laughing at me."

Qi Jinghe smiled and held her small fist, not embarrassed at all.

"Jing Jingjing... is Jing He at home?"

The village chief, Wang Guixiang, did not dare to say, "Is Da Qiao at home" when he knocked on the courtyard door?

"village head?"

Hearing the knock on the door, Su Qiao walked over and opened the courtyard door.

"Little Prince!"

General Wang led a group of people, and when he saw Su Qiao, he immediately knelt down and saluted.

Su Qiao didn't expect them to come here, "Well, get up, I'm not a little prince."

General Wang did not move: "Little Prince, Your Majesty invites you to return to Beijing."

A series of large and small officials from the small chief town also arrived.

"Xiaguan...Xiaguan has seen the little prince. For the offenses in the past, please... also ask the little prince to forgive me."

Guo Xiancheng never imagined that the small woman who was interrogated in the court twice that day turned out to be the young prince of the dynasty, and she felt ashamed at this time.

I'm glad I didn't do too much in the first place.

Su Qiao was helpless.

"It's alright, Mr. Guo, get up, Mr. Guo is fair and strict, and act according to the law, that's right."

"Thank you little prince for your generosity."

Guo Xiancheng hurriedly saluted respectfully, and then stepped aside wisely.

Su Qiao looked at General Wang with a headache: "That, General Wang, you didn't tell His Majesty that I'm not going back?"

"The little prince asked the minister to tell His Majesty, and the minister told it without a word."

"Then why did Your Majesty let me go back?"

Su Qiao really didn't want to go to the capital.

The water was deep in that place, and her family, old and young, were all simple-minded people, how could they have played with those guys who made a pit of words?