MTL - I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs-Chapter 44 let go of your own duck

  Chapter 44 Let the Duck Free

  Even if he is just a doctor and cook, he must have a clean background to win the person Zhefeng likes.

   And remarried the little widow, which irritated his ears.

  Like a gust of wind, Ying Zhefeng came up to Wang and grabbed her by the collar. "Can you say that again."

  Ms. Wang almost foamed at the mouth and rolled her eyes, trembling, "Bai... Baicaoshi and I were originally sisters-in-law, she she she... married into Xie's family at the age of fourteen, and killed her husband-in-law within a month."

  Are you fourteen? Ying Zhefeng's face was gloomy, exuding an oppressive coldness, and the "rainy and misty" eyes of Baicaoshi appeared in front of his eyes. He has read countless people, and he claims to be able to tell the difference between women and girls. The strength in his hand deepened, and he asked: "So, your uncle is actually a silver gun wax head?"

  Wang felt suffocation and mortal fear, just when she thought she was going to finish playing, she got a moment's breath.

   "Go on."

Mrs. Wang paused on the ground, "Back...Back to my lord, Baicaoshi not only restrains her husband, but also has an affair with others. She hid a pretty face in private, and later married him. How can such a woman be perfect? How can an adult be so caring about her?"

  Ying Zhefeng smiled lightly, a mere boy with a handsome face, how could he compare to the majestic King Feng.

   "It doesn't matter if you have a husband, just kill him."

   Sure enough, there were only wrong names, not wrong nicknames. King Feng is not human when he goes crazy.

   "As for you vicious woman, you are not cute at all," Ying Zhefeng patted Wang's face with an extremely disgusted look, "Sink into the pond too, and let you taste karma too."

  **

   I got a hundred ducklings' poems on hundreds of herbs, and I let myself go completely.

  She tied a scarf on her forehead, picked a lotus leaf in the lake to support it, and sat on the bank of the lake to let the ducks go.

   Not only did she play, but she also had a piece of dogtail in her mouth, humming, not to mention how leisurely she was.

  Ducks in the lake will avoid big koi and eat precious small fry.

   This blessing, the servants and maids in the villa were dumbfounded.

   Yuan Xian, who came back from going out to do errands, would get reports from his servants every quarter of an hour.

   "My lord, Bai girl's ducklings have eaten a lot of tiger heads, fortunes and little gilts in the lake."

  These three are the small goldfishes that Yuan Xian raises the most.

  Yuan Xian, holding the pen, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Duck, where did you get the duck?"

  The servant replied truthfully: "It was given by King Ying, and I thank Miss Bai for her friendship in curing her illness."

   "Miss Bai's duckling is so fierce? Even my tiger-headed general can't beat it?"

  Yuan Xian didn't know, but tens of kilometers away, there was a little wolf cub, also called General, and General Fei Lu.

   The servants were surprised, shouldn't the owner care about his goldfish? "This, this, this..."

  "All things are mutually generated and restrained, the fittest should live and let them go."

  The next person screens out.

   After another quarter of an hour, the servant came again.

   "My lord, Miss Bai's ducklings have spread all over the grass by the lake, and we...we can't chase them away."

  Yuan Xian squeezed the space between his eyebrows. On the one hand, he was the mad king, and on the other hand, he was the guests, so he felt a little headache.

   "Take it as fertilizer, you can take care of it at night."

  Servant: "..."

   All right, let the master do what he says.

  When the servant came in for the third time, Yuan Xian's face was ashen.

"what happened again?"

   "Miss Bai's little duck pecked your favorite peony."

  Yuan Xian understood the meaning of Baicao Poetry.

  She has made up her mind to go, and she intends to send a signal to Ying Zhefeng through Yuan Xian.

  **

  At dusk, Huanyan came to the small courtyard of Baicaoshi, and was surrounded by a hundred ducks, and the sound of gagaga could be heard endlessly.

   "Are you so impatient to leave the villa?" Huan Yan asked.

  (end of this chapter)