Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Yang Wenxiao stared at the letter in his hands, his face as gloomy as still water.


Yang Ye happened to enter Da'an Palace to avoid the entanglement of Bai Zhi, and seeing his expression, couldn't help but cautiously ask, "Grandpa Emperor, what's wrong?"


"Take a look for yourself." Yang Wenxiao handed over the letter to him.


Yang Ye took it, and after reading, was left speechless.


He took a deep breath and shook the letter in his hand. "Grandpa Emperor, let me go."


"Hm?" Yang Wenxiao looked at him with some surprise.


"I mean, let me take people to pursue Qiao Xiaomai or Tong Sanlang. After all, I'm not at peace in the Capital City every day. It would be better to go out," Yang Ye said, shaking the letter in his hand.


Old King Bai's health was deteriorating, where before he could still get out of bed and move around, now he could not budge at all.


Yang Wenxiao had the Imperial Doctor stationed at the Bai Residence, taking care of him day and night without leave.


Chapter 1150: Yang Ye Provides Support_1