Chapter 1043

Jiang Pengji looked at the woman calmly without saying a word, as if she were thinking about something.

On one side, Feng Zhen saw the woman's appearance. His originally pale eyes lit up for a moment, and a few strands of appreciation flashed through his eyes.

Although Feng is really unruly and loves freedom, in a way, Feng prodigal son is a "dedicated" person.

How many beauties are there in the world?

Countless people are ashamed of the flowers when the moon closes and the birds are thin and fat.

Three thousand beauties, Fengzhen loves the imperial sister alone.

If it weren't for the mature Royal sister, even if the woman looked good, it would be dull and tasteless in his eyes.

The woman in plain clothes is just Fengzhen's favorite type.

The face is like a goose egg and the skin is like curd. A pair of Danfeng eyes, slender eyes, inside hook and outside tilt, and two curved ink eyebrows look like February willow leaves. With bright eyes, slender figure and willow waist, you can't hide your mature knowledge even if you wear plain clothes.

According to Fengzhen's standard, he can give the woman a high score of more than 90.

Although beauty is good, it does not have to be taken as its own. Fengzhen's mentality is mostly appreciation.

Seeing that his Lord was silent, Feng Zhen smiled and said, "what madam said is true?"

The woman secretly squeezed the catkin in her sleeve, but answered calmly on her face.

"What she said is true. How dare the little woman gamble her life?"

The woman raised her lips and smiled, as if her previous anxiety and worry were dazzled by others.

The cold Chang pass was broken by the enemy. There were shouts of killing everywhere. The servants and maids were busy running away. Where can we care about the family?

The woman was born in Hejian county and married to Cangzhou at the age of 29.

Although she is a gentry woman, she also knows what will happen to the families of the enemy general after the city is broken.

Before Jiang Pengji arrived, the soldiers robbed money, indiscriminately killed fleeing servants, and thought of silver evil to the maidservants and girls in the house.

When the other concubines in the side room were in a daze, the woman decisively summoned the women's family members and children to avoid the inner yard and resist for a moment through the wall. While hiding in the inner courtyard, she heard several maidservants being caught by enemy soldiers, and the sad voice even overshadowed the cry of killing outside.

Therefore, when the gate of the inner courtyard was kicked open, the woman mistakenly thought that Jiang Pengji and others were bad.

If you don't do anything, the women in the yard will end up worrying, and it's difficult for a few young children to save their lives.

In desperation, the woman simply moved out of Jiang Pengji, hoping to have a glimmer of vitality.

She really knew Jiang Pengji and had some contact when she was young. It's not a lie to say she was an "old friend".

Feng Zhen looked at the woman and turned his head to look at his Lord. The other party was staring at him with black and white eyes.

"It's interesting. My Lord is right in front of you. If you are really an old friend of my Lord, why don't you recognize it?"

He looked at the woman with a smile. The other party soon understood Feng's true meaning, and his pale pretty face suddenly lost a trace of blood.

"Liu, Liu Xi?"

The woman's eyes turned and fell on Jiang Pengji, who was in the middle. Her words were somewhat unbelievable.

She really didn't expect Jiang Pengji to be in front of her!

Feng Zhen just wants to raise his lips, but his lord nods to the woman.

"Well, long time no see."

Feng Zhen: "

No——

Is this woman really an old acquaintance of the Lord?

Feng Zhen was stunned, and the audience was also stunned. They didn't have Jiang Pengji's memory of change and state.

After a commotion, the ancient big man who had been diving for a long time jumped out.

[sneaking into Africa]: ah - this little sister looks familiar. I remember she was one of the expensive girls who appeared when the anchor first broadcast, or was she handed over by Shangguan Wan's handkerchief. Just now, I frantically searched the notes in the live studio and finally found her - Wan Xiuer!

[ghost talent Guo fengxiao]: wipe - you're still alive, boss——

[Qilin]: worship the big man!

[excrement shovel]: worship the big man!

[I met you in my twenties]: come on, elf ball! Catch a big man alive!

Everyone who knows about the live studio knows that the first audience in the live studio is this [smuggling into Africa], and the original video was also circulated from him. It is said that this person is also the founder of the women's emperor live forum and the columnist of relevant magazines.

It's said in the Jianghu that there are local tyrants who spend millions to buy his ancient ID, but it's a pity that they won't sell it.

The woman is wan Xiuer. She had a relationship with Jiang Pengji.

She was relieved to hear Jiang Pengji's response.

She didn't know from which corpse Jiang Pengji climbed out of the sea of blood. Her whole body was covered with blood, which made people frightened.

How could she recognize such a terrible appearance?

You know, the last time they met was eight years ago!

Jiang Pengji is so tall that even many men look up to her. Wearing armor, helmet and double hammer, Jane simply stood there alone. She was a young general full of heroism. Who would think of her as a female e.

"Your husband's house?"

Jiang Pengji looked at her dress and frowned slightly.

If Wan Xiuer's husband is an enemy general in Hanchang pass, it is estimated that even the body will be cold at this time.

Although Jiang Pengji will not be merciful, her old friend slaughtered her husband as soon as they met, which made people stay widowed, which was somewhat embarrassing.

Wan Xiuer sighed and looked calm.

"My husband's family is the general of Hanchang pass. Now it's estimated that he has gone to the yama palace to report."

The more calm the other party is, the more embarrassed Jiang Pengji is.

Wan Xiuer's reaction to her husband's death was flat, but her husband's concubine room and children cried and screamed, even ignoring her image.

Hearing this, Wan Xiuer looked pale, lowered her eyelids and hissed at the corners of her lips.

Jiang Pengji is also a cheeky, embarrassed mood. She didn't keep it for long, so she calmly said, "I'll make friends with you and me. When the war stops, I'll return your husband's body. At least I can go to the ground and make peace, so as not to expose the dead in the wilderness."

Wan Xiuer said, "I am your prisoner. Thunder, rain and dew are all grace. If the dead husband can get the whole body, it will be a good beginning and a good end."

Her reaction angered the crying concubine room and scolded her one by one.

"You old bitch who can't lay eggs, the master treats you well. Now that he's gone, you won't even shed a tear -"

"Didn't you curse the master to die early? Why don't you climb another high branch?"

"What a vicious heart, snake and scorpion woman, you will have retribution sooner or later!"

Several beautiful concubines were crying, and several young children were sobbing in their arms.

Wan Xiuer didn't even bother to raise her eyebrows.

Seeing this, Jiang Pengji ordered people to take these noisy women and children down. Her actions were not rough, but they were not gentle enough.

"Look at this. You haven't been very comfortable these years."

Wan Xiuer tucked her scattered sideburns behind her ears and looked calm.

"Most women in the backyard are like this. How many people can there be in the world like you?"