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It's nothing for a little maid to wear a dragon robe, but for a daughter-in-law to wear a dragon robe, someone expresses expectations.

Then......

"You're really a bastard when you take people to a different space and don't tell them in advance."

The next day, when she learned that Tilapia had evacuated the little maids stationed in various places in the blazing sun, Di Leina still didn't understand that her cheap husband had escaped again.

"When did the prince leave?" Di Leina asked casually as she took her son from the arms of the young and beautiful nanny with a protruding granary and kissed him.

The wet nurse shook her head and said apologetically: "I don't know when the prince will leave."

"I don't know?" Di Leina raised her eyebrows, shook her son in her arms, and said in surprise: "You guys have been taking care of the child, and when he left..." Seeing that the wet nurse didn't wait for her to finish speaking,

Nodding, Di Leina couldn't help but hold her forehead.

"The bastard who values ​​girls over boys doesn't even bother to check on his son before going to another dimension."

Di Leina was completely convinced by her cheap husband's urination.

The daughter is her biological child, and the son is a by-product. What a special code.

Cursing secretly in her heart, the little goddess could only smile helplessly: "Son, son, remember, your father is not good to you. Don't let him be drafted in the burning sun in the future, or your mother will beat you to death in the future."

...Beautiful wet nurse. "Father doesn't care and mother doesn't love you. Your Highness is really miserable."

"Sneeze!!!" Someone walking on the waves in the vast ocean sneezed, rubbed his nose, and felt the ubiquitous nuclear radiation, and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

The world is not bad, but the environment and missions are a bit messed up.

He swore that his system was absolutely made by someone with a black heart. It was not only willful, but also fucked up.

The bad tasks posted are heartbreaking.

Walking on the waves, based on the scent he sensed, it took him a long time to find an uninhabited direction and board the land. A few dozen miles away was a medium-sized seaside city.

"Huh... Nuclear radiation is everywhere, hey, it's another world left after a nuclear war.

Nuclear radiation is being assimilated and absorbed by Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong every minute. Well, the amount is smaller, and the absorption speed is slower."

Putting on clothes similar to the era, Tilapia walked toward the city.

There are still more than twenty years left before the mission, and someone is not in a hurry.

Not to mention, even though the plot can give the worst C-level or even B-level missions, but the system just gives it a D-level mission, someone is very dissatisfied.

That's right.

Don't hide it, don't tuck it in, someone openly expresses dissatisfaction with the tasks issued by the system.

More than dissatisfied, simply dissatisfied, absolutely dissatisfied.

Damn it, the Battle of Dadongshan can be rated as C-level at worst. The great master's combat power can easily cut down buildings with one sword. Four people fight, so it is reasonable to rate it as B-level.

If you don't give out good missions, you just give me an Assassination on Niulan Street, and the rating is D, that's fucking outrageous.

It's more than outrageous, it's simply off the mark, off the mark.

In the Qing Yu Nian film and television version, because the plot did not reach Dadongshan, the Battle of Dadongshan was taken out and replaced with Niulan Street.

Other than fucking, I really don’t know how to describe someone.

Entering the city, the word "Danzhou" on the city gate made someone's mouth twitch again.

According to the time of the mission, it is unclear whether the protagonist's father and mother know each other at this time. Someone really does not find Danzhou attractive.

Before meeting Ye Qingmei, the most powerful Qing at the beginning of the plot is still Nan Qing, a small country.

As for another big country, Northern Qi, there is no such country now. Northern Wei is the largest country now.

Entering Danzhou City, someone decided to buy a house and live there.

There are still so many years left before the plot, and now I am wandering around everywhere. What if our little Fan Shixian is not wandering?

The mission is just a D-level mission, which is dispensable to someone now. The problem is, without Mr. Xiao Fan, there will be no fun.

In the small country of Nanqing, in Danzhou City, someone settled down and opened a small or medium-sized teahouse.

The teahouse is called Yashe and has three floors. Because it is a small seaside town, there are not many literati and the business is good or bad.

The main business is to provide a venue for playing chess, and usually sell tea and snacks. It is quiet and elegant, and is very popular among some arty scholars.

Unfortunately, there are many scholars in Danzhou, but not many have money, so the business is just like that.

Compared to the talented Ye Qingmei's Ye family business, Yashe's income in ten years may not be as much as one hour's income.

With the rise of the Ye family business, Ye Qingmei met the future Emperor Qing and the current Crown Prince Cheng, and the Qing Kingdom was expanding rapidly.

The Northern Wei Dynasty was weakening day by day, and the Qing Dynasty had to bite off piece after piece of flesh in a very short period of time.

In just a few years, after three wars, Nanqing transformed from a small country into one of the largest countries in the world.

Regarding the rise of the Qing Dynasty, some people basically paid no attention to it.

All his news came from the teahouse. To be precise, it should be the scholars in the teahouse who chatted about state affairs while playing chess.

Another year passed, and Danzhou City Fanfu was expanded again, and it was already the same size as at the beginning of the plot.

At the same time, the news that Fan Jian was granted the title of Sinan Bo also spread in Danzhou City.

Emperor Qing boarded the plane, and as a wet nurse, Mrs. Fan's status rose with the tide. She had a transcendent status in Danzhou.

Not to mention the wealthy businessmen in the city, even local parents and officials must be courteous.

With the Ye family business and the Supervisory Yuan founded by Ye Qingmei, under the leadership of Emperor Qing, the Qing Kingdom was like a rising dragon, soaring into the sky and unstoppable.

It wasn't until a few years later, during a night of bloodshed in the capital, that the Qing Kingdom soared into the sky and its march across the world came to an abrupt halt.

On the day Ye Qingmei gave birth, the Taipingshan Villa where she lived was attacked by numerous forces at the same time, and blood flowed like a river.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Pingping of the Supervisory Yuan returned to Beijing and set off a vigorous night of bloodshed in the capital.

Not long after that, Fan Fuduo gave birth to an illegitimate son in Danzhou City.

Not far from Tilapia Yashe, a grocery store quietly appeared.

The grocery store owner is a weirdo. His eyes are always covered by black cloth, but his actions are not affected at all.

The boss is good at his craftsmanship, but he is also a bit careless. He never makes it public when things are stolen.

Tilapia said: "There is no hope of artificial intelligence retardation."

...Wuzhu: "Are you polite?"

Four years later, it was sunny and good weather again.

A four or five-year-old kid with clever eyes pulled another black girl and ran into the elegant house.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Mr. Luo, I'm here to tell another story today."

Following the sound, the little boy had already pulled the little girl and ran to the small storytelling table specially prepared on the first floor of the Yashe.

As the two of them arrived, the guests who had been drinking tea on the first floor suddenly became energetic.

"Little Master Fan, today..."

"Little Master Fan, last time..."

Seeing the innocent-looking little Fan Xian interacting with the guests in the teahouse, Tilapia couldn't help but hold his forehead, and suddenly regretted why he went crazy and asked Fan Xian to come to the teahouse to tell stories.

Seeing the little girl Fan Ruoruo blushing, shyly lowering her head and hiding behind her brother, carefully pulling on Fan Xian's lapel, Tilapia couldn't help but sigh: "Who would have thought that the little black girl now would become the most talented girl in Kyoto in the future, capable of spanking?

Leiter’s talent.”

The current Fan Ruoruo lives up to his name, both in appearance and physical condition, he is weak.

"Mr. Luo, help take care of the weak, let's continue talking about Liaozhai today."

Instructing his sister to go to the counter, the little Fan Xian picked up the wooden table and slapped it hard on the small wooden table that someone had specially customized for his height.

"Let's write a letter and say..." Watching Fan Xian, who was like a little adult, talk endlessly, Tilapia took out a plate of melon seeds, a plate of snacks, and a glass of juice from the counter and handed them to Fan Ruoruo.

"Thank you, Mr. Luo." The little girl smiled sweetly and returned her attention to Fan Xian on the small stage.

As Fan Xian started speaking, a group of little kids soon came to the teahouse.

The eldest one was in his early ten years, and the younger one was about the same as Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo. They all found an empty table to do their homework and listened carefully to Fan Xian's stories.

Storytelling in the eyes of adults, stories in children's hearts.
Chapter completed!