"...Is it fallen?" Murong Mingzhu didn't understand.

Feng Youran walked to her side, looked at Lan Qingruo in the distance through the banana leaves, and slowly said, "The meaning of being aborted is that you feel about Ye Zhilan, understand?"

“…”

Murong Mingzhu looked at Feng Youran as if she was stunned. After a while, she murmured: "You... do you like Lan Qingruo?"

"No?" Feng Youran raised his eyebrows.

"No, but" Murong Mingzhu couldn't say what it felt like, but Feng Youran liked Lan Qingruo, which surprised her a little.

"You can even like Ye Zhilan, why can't I like Lan Qingruo?" Feng Youran asked with a smile.

"That's not the same thing," Murong Mingzhu said with a headache: "Do you like Lan Qingruo, then does Lan Qingruo like you?"

Feng Youran smiled and then slowly started to laugh. He felt confident and proud between his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, "I will make him like me!"

Murong Mingzhu looked at her eyes and felt a little sympathetic to Lan Qingruo.

Being fallen in love with Feng Youran is definitely not something to be happy for Lan Qingruo. You must know that Feng Youran is, to some extent, definitely a man's natural enemy.

If she had any seduce intentions, then even if this man was not moved, it would be in vain. It would be clear if Lan Qing could last until it was.

"You must be careful when you go to Lingzhou this time," Feng Youran's face was very heavy. "The Sheng family is too mysterious. I always think that Sheng Liunian is not a good person."

"Don't worry," Murong Mingzhu said lightly: "I will only bring Lu'e and Liuyue this time, and Danyi will stay in the imperial capital to watch Sheng Liunian. Once I don't come back on time, Sheng Liunian will not be able to go back to Lingzhou."

Feng Youran smiled, "So, this is telling you from the side, is there no danger? Otherwise, how could the Sheng family put Sheng Liunian in the imperial capital waiting for you to capture?"

"It's probably what it means. I have to go no matter whether there is any danger or not. That's my third brother, and he can't be careless in his marriage."

"Sheng Yuehua..." Feng Youran thought for a while and said, "She is worthy of your third brother, but she has been a widow for so many years..."

"Sheng Liunian said that she had never been married. It is said that her fiancé passed away. She had a deep affection for her fiancé, so she became a widow." There was no need for Sheng Liunian to lie about this matter, and Murong Mingzhu still believed it very much.

Feng Youran nodded, "That's right, that's still a good marriage, a good match."

In terms of interests alone, the marriage between the Sheng family and the Murong family is indeed a strong alliance.

"After I leave, you must be careful in everything. I have seen Lan Lingyu. She is an extraordinary and powerful character. She is no worse than you and me. Even I can't see through her." Murong Mingzhu recalled what Lan Lingyu did, and always felt that this young girl was not simple.

Feng Youran smiled, "It seems that if Lan Qing didn't brag about herself, I want to meet you in person if this lady of the Lan family can let you say this."

"She won't let you down, just don't suffer any losses in her." Murong Mingzhu did not boast about Lan Lingyu's ability at all, but was a little worried about Feng Youran.

"Okay, I understand," Feng Youran smiled with a lip, "This trip will be a good journey."

"Take care." Murong Mingzhu glanced at Feng Youran.

In this world, Feng Youran, who knows Murong Mingzhu's best, and Murong Mingzhu, who knows Feng Youran best.

A scholar dies for his confidant, and so does a woman.

When Murong Mingzhu left the banana villa, Feng Youran suddenly called her, "Ming Xiaozhu!"

"Hmm?" Murong Mingzhu turned around.

Feng Youran smiled for a moment, "Sang Yao Divine Wood... Thank you."

Murong Mingzhu has only used the family heirloom of the Murong family twice, both for her. How can such a friendship be thanked for?

Murong Mingzhu smiled back and didn't say much, and got on the carriage and left the villa.

When he returned to Murong's house, Murong Mingzhu asked Lu'e and Liu Yue to organize the package.

When Murong Shang entered Qinshui Pavilion, Murong Mingzhu closed the whole stack of account books.

This time she left, the Murong family would hand it over to Murong Shang again.

Murong Shang did not go to look at the account books this time, but looked at Murong Mingzhu with a worried look on his face, "When you are away, you must be careful in everything. Never leave Lu'er Liuyue's side. You don't know how to do martial arts. If something happens, you can't even run away, do you know?"

"I know."

This is not the first time I went out, but every time I left home, Murong Shang would have to give me instructions for a long time.

"Miss, I'm packing up." Lu'e walked over.

"Well," Murong Mingzhu said: "You guys go and rest first, we will leave tomorrow morning."

"Yes." Lu'e and Liu Yue walked out.

Murong Shang was worried and personally counted Murong Mingzhu's package, fearing that he would forget to bring something important.

After a half-click, he suddenly stopped. Murong Shang turned to look at Murong Mingzhu, "Mingzhu."

"Hmm?" Murong Mingzhu began to organize the second stack of account books at the table.

"That..." Murong Shang was a little difficult to say. He thought for a while, gritted his teeth and asked, "Do Ye Zhilan know what you are leaving?"

The action of looking through the account book stopped instantly.

Since she received the news about Lan Lingyu that day, she has not seen Ye Zhilan again.

Damn, Ye Zhilan didn’t come to find her anymore!

I usually step into the roof every night and touch the Qinshui Pavilion more familiar than Zhang Huaxuan, but I haven't come here recently.

As a sister-level controller, Murong Shang originally did not intend to remind Murong Mingzhu, but no matter how stupid he was, he could see that his sister had Ye Zhilan in her heart.

I can't stand Ye Zhilan because I can't stand Ye Zhilan, but it's another matter to make Murong Mingzhu happy.

Murong Mingzhu didn't say anything after being reminded by Murong Shang.

Murong Shang sighed, "Mingzhu, it's still early, why don't you go and see him? This Lingzhou is thousands of miles away, and it takes a lot of time to go back and forth. If you don't go now, you don't know when you come back..."

Murong Mingzhu lowered her head, closed the account book, and nodded softly.

Murong Shang was also self-aware and honestly carried all the stacks of account books back to Tingtaoxuan. It’s time to do it!

Murong Mingzhu looked outside, it was only noon... At this time, Ye Zhilan should have gone down to the court and returned home. It would be impossible to meet him...

...

Ye Zhilan sat on the flower platform, playing the piano quietly.

A mysterious shadow guard beside him whispered, "...Miss Murong is about to leave Beijing."

"Yeah," Ye Zhilan didn't stop his fingers and said lightly: "Go down."

"Yes." The shadow guard flashed by.

Ye Zhilan's movements of playing the piano became slower and slower, and the older he was, he was slower and slower. After a moment, he heard a "clang" sound, and a string broke open.

The last sound represents the "Shang" in Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu.
Chapter completed!