~： 46 An Zhen Niang is self-sufficient

The spacious courtyard of the elegantly decorated You Nian Pavilion is full of many servants and slaves. The Lan Jianjun sits in the pavilion and uses the sullen eyes on the battlefield to linger on the ground. Just took a look and took back my eyes.

These people are nothing but cannon fodder, but these people also did not put themselves in the eye. I have been away from the government for so many years, and Fuzhong has been controlled by Anzheng. This is more than half of the shackles and slaves on the ground are Ao Niang’s people, and it’s good to use these people to open the knife. Otherwise, I really think this is a good place. Bullying.

"Who told the kitchen to make such a cold meal for the lady?" Lan Bo stood next to Lan Jianjun and began to interrogate these people.

Although the people who are squatting below are trembling, there is still no one to say. After all, in their eyes, Lan Jianjun is the husband of An Zhenniang, and there is only a woman in the government, which can see the means of Anzheng, not to mention this. The second thing is still told by the old lady. Even if the lord loves Miss San again, it will not disobey the old lady.

"Zhang Lin" Lan You Nian looked at the sly and slaves below, his eyes flashed a smile, but the smile was too cold, the blue song and the blue dance knew that someone would be unlucky.

"Miss" has already come back in the morning, Zhang Lin came to the side of Lan Younian, and the respectfulness in the eyes made Lan Jianjun look satisfied.

A white-eyed to transparent finger pointed to a twenties in the corner, and Lan Yuen remembered her, not only remembering her, but also remembering all the people who had bullied the predecessors. Zhang Lin will go to the past and take it over and kneel down in front of Lan You Nian.

"Miss Miss" glimpsed a contempt in the blink of an eye of Lan Youn’s feet. This Miss Yan is nothing but a disfigured, ruthless woman, and she is always timid, and she always pushes her into the pond when she is young. I haven't seen this lady angry, but she just cried.

"Who told you to let the kitchen do this?" Blue secluded lazily leaned against the stone pillar of the pavilion.

"What did Miss San say, slaves don't understand." He looked at his forehead, seemingly respectful but refused to say anything.

"Zhang Lin, since I don't understand, let people play the 20th board!" After the blue singer just finished, Zhang Lin told the guards of the two secluded pavilions to push the shackles to the ground, and the board did not have any pauses. On the hips of the donkey.

The strength of the guards was great, and the thing that was bullied by the young lady was smashed in the stomach. Now the board is playing with the skin.

"Ah - Miss San, the slave is wrong, the slave said! I begged Miss San to spare the slave!" But only after playing five boards, he could not stand it, and asked for mercy.

Blue mourning a look in the past, the guards stopped the board in their hands.

"It was the old lady who told me that Miss San was sick and had to eat something light. The slaves were just doing what the old lady told me!" He dragged the **** lower body and climbed up again and again.

"Oh? Since the old lady told me to just make some light things? But these are too light, eh?" Blue secluded kicked the pieces under the kick, and could see the cold vegetarian dishes and clear porridge.

I didn’t dare to say it, but Lan You Nian didn’t give her another chance to “follow it!”

This Zhang Lin actually came to fight himself. "Miss San, spare the slaves! It is the command of An Zhenniang, it is the command of An Zhenniang!" He shouted, but this time Lan Yu Nian did not say anything. I watched the board in Zhang Lin’s hand and slammed it down until it was cut off.

All the cockroaches and the cockroaches on the ground looked at a living cockroach and were killed. So the picture made everyone feel the cruelty and decisiveness of the young lady. I thought that my own performance was buried. I am afraid that the next one is myself.

"Zhang Lin, the strength is not enough in the hands, it took too long." Lan Yu read that the bodyguard dragged the body of the scorpion out and said to Zhang Lin.

"The subordinates know the wrong, the next time they will be more fast!" Zhang Lin's words, let the people who fell to the ground tremble, next time? Who is next time? Going on your own?

"Master, Miss Three, slaves, slaves are all recruited!" A snoring immediately, she is really afraid that the next one is herself, just that sly death still appears in front of her eyes, she does not want to die. "It was ordered by An Zhenniang, and the porridge made for the lady was the dust rice of last year. The vegetables were made from the vegetables that had been thrown away by the worms. This is what Anzheng ordered!"

With the first mover, the next step is to start recruiting, and it’s true that Ahn’s mother did it. However, this Anzhen mother has not seen so many years, how can it become so eager, after all, this is the memory of the predecessor, this Anzhen Niang is very tolerable, but also broken means, but now, hey, really disappointing.

In fact, Lan You Nian did not know that An Zhen Niang was so eager to enter because she was resurrected by the blue secluded thoughts, and now the blue sacred thoughts and the maintenance of the Blue Jianjun, the blue ink string also has the ability to protect the blue secluded Nian, and the three children of An Zhenniang have become the blue sacred thoughts of the past, and they have not received the attention of the Blue Jianjun, although they have never received any attention. Therefore, An Zhen Niang is afraid, fearing that her efforts for so many years will be wasted, and such a fear of doing things is idiotic.

"Give me the emperor to tie me!" Lan Jianjun was even more angry when he heard it.

"No need" Blue mourning interrupted the words of Lan Jianjun, and let everyone squat down. I didn't expect that Miss San was so courageous that she just dared to interrupt the old man when she was just petted. This must be the same as before. The lord put it in this secluded pavilion and didn't care.

"What's wrong, read? Don't be afraid, this Anzheng is so courageous, you can do whatever you want!" Lan Jianjun did not have any dissatisfaction with the action of Lan Younian. He now feels that as long as his daughter is willing to He just speaks and talks about what it says.

"Blue Bo, let's go down, since An Zhenniang thinks so much about it, how can she waste the good heart of An Zhenniang?" Blue Yuen said softly, everyone is so good, but... "After the future Every meal is based on this. I don’t think that Anzhen’s body is not very good, and it’s good to eat light.”

"Yes, the lady said it is good. The old slaves will arrange for it, and it will definitely let Anzhen Niang enjoy this." Lan Bo is here, and with the surveillance of Lan Bo, in the future, An Zhen Niang will definitely be every day. The porridge is vegetarian.

"Blue Bo, vegetarian dishes are not needed, you can send porridge to An Zhen Niang every day." Looking at her daughter's naughty look, Lan Jianjun immediately followed, it seems that there is still a puppy leg, if it is not because of the background of An Zhen Niang, he is early Take his long sword to the medical sword to stab her, but if the daughter wants to kill An Zhen Niang, he will definitely help. In fact, without knowing it, the Blue Jianjun has slowly become a daughter, and his good for Lan Youn is not only because of jealousy, but because he really loves this daughter.

Lan You Nian listened to the words of Lan Jianjun, the corner of the veil with a smile, this father is really interesting... Unfortunately...

"Qiu Er!" An Zhen Niang looked at a bowl of clear porridge on the table and shouted her own niece.

"Madam, what?" Qiuer ran into the room immediately.

"What is going on here? How can this lady's meal become like this? Who has such courage!" Anzhen Niang looked at the table's clear porridge and she was angry. She used the blue house for so many years and used it all. Is it good, when have you seen such a porridge?

"Madam, this, this is the blue Boss sent by the poor, the master told me!" Qiuer carefully replied. "And, Lan Bo also said that the lord told me that the wife's meal will be these in the future."

An Zhen Niang shook her hand with the chopsticks. "It must have been done by the little monk, definitely!"

"Mrs...." Qiu Er looked at An Zhen Niang's apparently wrong attitude, ready to comfort, but was snarled by An Zhen Niang, "Get out of me, send a letter to the Prime Minister!"

An Zhen Niang looked at the porridge in her hand, and her eyes flashed with sin. Since you are so uninteresting, then don’t blame me for being so hot!