1907 Noble Concubine 8

When her money ran out, he could spend a few days of hard times with her.

Then, whether it was going to the City Bank to get the banknote, or if something happened to him and Feng Yan had no choice but to bring him back, they would all be cooked. General Feng had no choice but to acknowledge their marriage. When the time came... ...

Who would have thought that the plan would not go as planned? He had only spent less than fifty taels of silver today. How did Feng Yan run out of money?

"Yan 'er, it's my fault. "

Sima Zhao's eyes flashed as he said guiltily. He stood up and walked out.

"Don't worry, let me think of a way. If it really doesn't work out, I'll disguise myself and go to the city to cash the banknotes. With me eating, I definitely won't let Yan 'er starve. "

At this moment, the sky was already late and the setting sun had dyed the horizon red.

Sima Zhao walked very slowly. He was deliberately giving Feng Yan time to tell him to stop.

Since they had already eloped, as long as Feng Yan said the word, even if they didn't have any ceremony, as long as they slept together, the matter would be considered to have been settled.

Sima Zhao desperately wanted to cook the raw rice into cooked rice... ...

A person had to find some hope in life. He had lived for more than twenty years and was not favored. Could it be that he had to live a life of letting others fish in the sea?

Sima Zhao wanted to be a true man above others!

After leaving the thatched cottage, Sima Zhao still did not hear Feng Yan call out to him.

Feeling dissatisfied, Sima Zhao saw the woman in the house sitting with her face down and her sleeves up. She seemed to be wiping something on her face, and she seemed to be a little stubborn and wronged.

Was Feng Yan crying?

Sima Zhao's heart trembled, and he threw away his dissatisfaction. He quickly went out to think of a way to resolve the matter and settle the matter of the bridal chamber.

His people had already reported to him that General Feng had suppressed the matter of Feng Yan eloping with him in the capital. As long as he delayed for a few more days, even if the matter did not turn out well with Feng Yan, once the news spread, General Feng would be tied to him.

Feng Yan absolutely could not have any unforeseen circumstances!

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Feng Er stayed outside and watched as Sima Zhao left in a hurry.

On the tree, he stood tall and could see far.

He watched as Sima Zhao went next door. An elderly woman came out from the next door, along with a few capable men.

From their appearance and walking, it was impossible for these people to be farmers raised in this village.

Sima Zhao... ... Had always been coaxing Feng Yan from the start ...

Feng Er's deep gaze was somewhat complicated. He hesitated whether he should tell Feng Yan about these things again.

He had already told her about Sima Zhao Cheating Feng Yan previously. However, Feng Yan did not seem to believe him.

"Hey, idiot, what are you daydreaming about outside? Come in! " A woman's voice suddenly came from the thatched cottage.

Feng Er hesitated again.

Although he was Feng Yan's secret guard, Feng Yan was eloping with Sima Zhao now. It was not appropriate for him to stay with her alone.

"Feng Er! "

A pretty face suddenly peeked out from the window of the thatched cottage.

Her face was like a new moon, and her eyes were black and bright.

She called out to him, holding something in her hand. She looked in the direction he was hiding and threw something at him.

Feng Er subconsciously clenched his fist.

The woman ordered righteously, "save this silver for me first. When I need it, return it to me. Understand? "

"Yes, master, " Feng Er answered subconsciously.

He looked at the purse in his hand. It was a purse with the word "Yan" embroidered on it. It should be the woman's personal purse.

The purse was bulging. Through the purse, he could feel that it was full of broken silver and probably broken gold. It was not because Feng Yan was in a difficult situation and did not have money.