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Chapter 236 Mother-in-Law Meets Son-in-Law

Chapter 236 Mother-in-law meets son-in-law

Fan Xian felt Ning Cairen's generousness from the beginning; but when it was time for dinner, he found that he had underestimated this woman.

"See what I'm doing, you can eat, you're welcome. If it's not enough, I'll ask someone to help you add it."

Fan Xian originally thought Ning Cairen was joking with him, but his attitude was not similar?

"This is too much, right?"

Looking at the bowl of rice filled with rice bowls larger than his face, Fan Xian said speechlessly.

"Not much, my son will add them after eating them; and, you are so weak, how can you take care of Wan'er in the future? Eat more and eat more to grow strong."

His son was sent to the border to fight by Emperor Qing when he was underage. Ning Cairen looked like his son.

Help me, sister?

Fan Xian sent a distress signal to Fan Ruoruo.

Fan Ruoruo turned a blind eye and even helped him pick up a chicken leg.

"Brother, let's eat the token of love between me and my sister-in-law."

Watching the fun is not a big deal. Even if the era changes, it is still a common feature of the Chinese people.

Although Fan Xian turned into a foodie, he was not a talented eldest prince after all. After two-thirds of the time, he really couldn't eat the rest.

"You, go back first, wait for me, I'll tell Ruoru..."

The situation is stronger than others, and it is not impossible to be wronged; but that is to Emperor Qing, the Empress Dowager, and not to Ye Qingmei's son.

"Why didn't my mother draw her father's face?"

The two of them were fully fired, and in desperation, they still didn't care about Lin Wan'er who was sandwiched in the middle.

Ning Cairen is indeed the most unrestrained, even Lin Wan'er acts coquettishly towards Fan Xian.

"Mother, you are painting again. Is this person the father looked like when he was young?"

When Li Yunrui said this, Lin Wan'er was undoubtedly the saddest and most difficult.

"That's right."

…………

"Beijing is not as good as Danzhou. You should be careful when going out, and it is best to bring more guards; not every time you will be as lucky as Niulan Street."

Li Yunrui's words were already considered a threat from Hongguoguo.

The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold, and the hero will never return once he leaves.

Knowing that my sister and mother-in-law were not in the way, Fan Xian decided to send her away first.

"Wanrong, look at it."

Lin Wan'er not only coughed, but also began to stagger.

Lin Wan'er had this question a few times ago, and finally asked this time.

Fan Xian complained wildly in his heart.

"It's funny. I kind of forget what he looked like when he was young. It's better to keep him in my mind rather than painting it."

If you don’t look at the monk’s face and Buddha’s face, just treat it as giving Wan’er a face. Fan Xian tried hard to convince himself.

"That's it, okay, then I'll go back to the East Palace first; Wan'er, I'll hand over my brother to you."

"Um"

After seeing Li Yunrui himself, Fan Xian clearly realized that the number one beauty in Qingguo mentioned by Li Chengqian is by no means false.

"Mother……"

"You are Fan Xian. Although this is our first time meeting, you should know that I don't like you and don't want Wan'er to marry you..."

So, this time the sparrow flew to the branch and was driven down again.

After all, Lin Wan'er knew that she felt sorry for her husband, or that Fan Ruoruo left the opportunity to say this to her sister-in-law.

In the past two years, Lin Wan'er has seen Li Yunrui painting more than once, and she painted the same painting every time.

"Princess, Princess Wan'er and Fan Xian are looking for a meeting."

Give you a face, right?

Fan Xian is not a coward who can't fight back or scold him. Especially when he thinks of the ten guards who died for him, the woman in front of him is the mother of his lover, otherwise he would have planned to slap her with a big ear.

Just for the financial rights of the treasury? It seems a bit different.

"Chicken-leg girl? I'm so ugly. Don't call me that again in the future."

Fan Xian heard the mother and daughter’s questions and answers. This must be a very infatuated woman, why did she attack her so fiercely?

After Fan Ruoruo left, Fan Xian and Lin Wan'er walked towards Guangxin Palace with firm steps, showing the atmosphere of ancient Yan and Zhao people.

Li Yunrui was angry and anxious, and pushed Fan Xian away and carried Lin Wan'er into his arms.

"Uh, I really can't eat it."

"My minister Fan Xian, I have met the eldest princess."

You... you shrew, you are the most beautiful woman in Qingguo and the most crazy woman in Qingguo.

"Ruoru, didn't you sleep well last night? Take advantage of the noon time to go back and have a nap. Just have Wan'er with me in the afternoon."

"It was the Wei minister who disappointed the eldest princess, but the eldest princess rest assured. No matter how you think of me, my heart for Wan'er will not change, and I will not marry her in this life."

Lin Wan'er nodded. The three of them didn't say much, but they all clearly expressed their meaning.

This sentence is only quite appropriate when used at this time.

This is the eldest princess of Wan'er's mother?

In terms of appearance alone, Lin Wan'er is not as good as her mother Li Yunrui; experience is even more unparalleled; temperaments are each with their own merits.

"Get out of here, Wan'er has me to take care of you, you don't have to worry about it."

"If you can't eat it, don't eat it anymore, and no one forces you to finish it."

The rice was already in his throat. Even if he wanted to show it in front of his goddess, Fan Xian didn't dare to continue eating it.

Li Yunrui hesitated for a while and said.

Although she had played poker with Li Chengqian, Wanrong was Li Yunrui's maid after all. If she didn't speak, Li Chengze couldn't insist on it.

The more I felt happy I had just argued, I regret it now. This is the case with Fan Xian at this moment.

"I am worried that the eldest princess will be troubled. I am born with a hard life. There are hundreds of people who want me to die, but I am still living a good life;

I miss the people who died, the grass on the graves has grown to the waist of the Weichen.”

Fan Ruoru naturally knew her brother’s concerns, but she did not forget to put pressure on Lin Wan'er before leaving.

"Princess, what's wrong with you? Your Highness, the princess is pleating on hem."

"Let them come in..."

Li Yunrui was painting, paintings of scholars. The men in the painting were graceful and elegant, but unfortunately, every man did not draw a face.

In the afternoon, after leaving Ning Cairen, Lin Wan'er and Fan Xian ushered in the most difficult choice today; especially Fan Xian, other people's mother-in-law likes the son-in-law the more she looks at her son-in-law, but what about her?

Once in Danzhou and once in Niulan Street, I made two ruthless moves on myself before I got married, and I was still the kind who was really trying to kill myself. I don’t know how to live after the marriage.

"Ahem cough cough"

What you said doesn't count. Fan Xian didn't do it, but it's almost done.

I get used to it as I vomited. This is a joke. Whoever vomits blood and who feels uncomfortable will know.

"Wan'er, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me?"

"Mother"

Lin Wan'er didn't lose consciousness after all, and she was afraid that her mother would start to snatch her sweetheart from her, so she took Fan Xian's hand and begged.

"Why can I leave with confidence if you do this?"

"It's okay, I'll get used to it when I vomit."

Lin Wan'er forced a smile and said.
Chapter completed!
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