Damn it, Yang Ruoqing suddenly thought of something, it felt like she was shot while lying down.

"I was having dinner with my friends in a restaurant earlier, and suddenly I met Han Ruyi." Mu Zichuan's voice continued to sound in the carriage.

"Because we met twice and talked to each other twice at banquets before."

"In addition, she said she didn't have dinner either, so we invited her to have dinner together out of politeness."

"After dinner, my friend was in a hurry and left first, leaving a carriage for me."

"Han Ruyi said that when their master and servant came out, they did not bring any carriage or horses, and begged me to send them back. Out of manly manners, I could not refuse, so I had the companions you saw."

Mu Zichuan patiently explained word for word, clearly explaining the cause and effect.

Yang Ruoqing understood and nodded.

"Zichuan, if you drop the master and servant in the middle of the journey and send me back, Miss Han must have a problem with you." She also became serious and said.

Mu Zichuan smiled, looking indifferent.

"Since ancient times, loyalty and justice cannot be balanced, so giving this carriage to someone will naturally be biased," he said.

The implication is that if I choose to send you Yang Ruoqing, I will definitely offend Han Ruyi, and there is no way to take care of both.

Yang Ruoqing understood what he meant and said: "She is a young lady from the Taishi Mansion, and the emperor is her uncle."

"You have offended her. Aren't you afraid that she will go to her aunt and uncle to say bad things about you, and the emperor will give you little shoes to wear?"

Hearing her question, Mu Zichuan raised his eyebrows.

"His Royal Highness, the current King of Qi, is wise and powerful, and he will definitely not offend me for a trivial matter." He said.

"Hey...so confident!" she said.

Talented people are so confident. King Qi cherishes talents like gold. This is indeed a fact.

Otherwise, Mu Zichuan and Luo Fengtang would not be able to stand out with their own abilities.

"Miss Han likes you." Yang Ruoqing was still gossiping about this matter.

Muzichuan was surprised for a moment, then shook his head, "That's her business and has nothing to do with me."

"You nerd!" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but want to poke his forehead with her hand.

He raised his hand in the air and took it back again.

This action is what Luo Fengtang is used to doing.

Luo Fengtang is her husband and Mu Zichuan is a friend. It is better not to do anything too intimate.

She took back her hand, sat there, and continued: "If you send me back like this, Miss Han will probably put the blame on me."

Muzichuan turned his gaze back from the hand she withdrew, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

But a light smile appeared on his face: "No, Miss Han and I are innocent."

"You and I are also innocent. Besides, everyone knows that you are Luo Fengtang's wife." He said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I hope I'm overthinking it, but my godmother sent you a message when I came to the capital this time. Do you want to listen to it?"

Mu Zichuan glanced at her and said, "If you are urging me to get married as soon as possible, you'd better stop saying it."

"Why? My godmother is doing this for your own good. Now that you have a successful career, you can consider starting a family," she said.

Muzichuan shook his head, a little impatient.

"I know you all do it for my own good, but I have my own plans." He said.

He turned his head and looked at the street scene flashing past the car window. The light passed over his face, and the light inside the car was dim.

His face flickers in and out, making people feel that his heart is covered with many things that cannot be seen through or figured out.

"Okay, don't make such an expression. I won't talk about these things anymore. You are an adult and you just need to know what you are doing." Yang Ruoqing said quickly.

Mu Zichuan's complexion just improved a little.

He turned around and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Don't worry about my affairs. Now let's talk about yours."

"I was not even informed of this trip to the capital. Is there something urgent?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Nothing urgent, I just came here to take care of business. I come here every spring, hehe."

Originally, I wanted to tell him about the perfume shop and Han Ruyi.

When the words came to her lips, Yang Ruoqing still swallowed them.

First of all, she didn't know that Mu Zichuan was now supervising the business operations of the merchants in the capital.

She only knew that he was now highly regarded by the emperor and was busy with official duties.

Tang Yazi is already dealing with this matter, so don't bother Mu Zichuan with it anymore.

Secondly, Han Ruyi probably turned his anger on herself because of Mu Zichuan.

Although Yang Ruoqing didn't understand how Han Ruyi could turn his anger on her, she believed in her intuition.

Since Han Ruyi was deliberately targeting her, he could just play against her. There was no need to involve the unaware Mu Zichuan.

Mu Zichuan said: "If you need me for anything, remember to tell me and don't hide it."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yeah."

The carriage slowly stopped, and the coachman's voice came from the front. It turned out that it had arrived at its destination.

Yang Ruoqing opened the curtain of the carriage and prepared to get off, "Would you like to go in and sit for a while? Maybe Tang Yazi will come too."

Mu Zichuan said: "Forget it tonight, I will come back in two days, and I will also come to the West Street area to handle some affairs."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, then you can go back first and see you in two days."

If it had been any other time, she would have invited her again.

How nice would it be to sit there for a while and drink some tea.

But thinking that he had left Miss Han's master and servant to wait in the teahouse, Yang Ruoqing did not invite him again.

Forcing him to stay, delaying his pick-up and drop-off of Miss Han, the master's servant, and the grand master's anger later, will always be bad for his career.

She immediately jumped off the carriage and entered the brightly lit perfume shop on the roadside.

Muzichuan sat in the carriage and watched from the window as she entered the shop without looking back, sighing silently.

He was just being reserved, wouldn't this girl invite her again?

Why!

"Let's go!"

He gave instructions to the coachman in front.

The coachman turned his horse around and returned along the original road.

Halfway through, Mu Zichuan ordered the carriage driver to stop.

After he got out of the car, he said to the carriage driver: "I'll walk back by myself, and you go to the teahouse and escort Miss Han's master and servant back to the Taishi's Mansion."

…

In the teahouse.

Zhao'er was dozing there with her cheeks in her hands, while Han Ruyi was sitting there, looking at the door of the teahouse.

Everyone who came in and out of the door did not escape Han Ruyi's eyes.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer customers in the teahouse, and there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street outside.

Han Ruyi's beautiful eyebrows were frowning more and more tightly.

Is Mu Zichuan not coming?

If he didn't come, then he must have been kept here by that village woman Yang Ruoqing through trickery.

It's hateful, it's really hateful.

It's really shameless for her to be so flirtatious and disrespectful of women even though she already has a husband and children.
Chapter completed!