Ye Zhilan gently touched his head and looked at the plaque hanging on the dragon chaise.

Prosperous times.

It was written by the emperor of the Biyue Dynasty, and it has been hanging in the Zichen Hall for more than two hundred years.

In the past two hundred years, Biyue has experienced stable prosperity and decline in wars. Now, it is time to revive the glory.

...

Ye Zhilan returned to Prince Yong's Mansion, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Murong Mingzhu standing in the middle of the courtyard.

Obviously I've been waiting for a long time.

Ye Zhilan thought about it for a moment. She seemed to have not done anything that would annoy her recently. She should not be a smash.

"You are finally willing to come back." Murong Mingzhu raised her eyebrows and said in a bad tone.

She hadn't changed her clothes yet, and she was wearing the palace outfit she wore when she entered the palace.

Layer purple dragon veils are layered with long gem tassels hanging on the waist, and beaded hairpins are decorated on the bun. Even the little face, which has always been as beautiful as a beauty, has some makeup on it. It looks beautiful and has a little red lips pink and tender.

Ye Zhilan wanted to taste what the roux on her lips tasted...

"If I had said that you were waiting for me in the mansion, I would have put down everything and come back immediately."

Ye Zhilan reached out to block Murong Mingzhu's waist, but was slapped away by Murong Mingzhu and glared at him, "Don't touch me."

"You are always so heartless. You know how angry your Majesty is to reject His Majesty in public? The matter is over, you will leave quickly. I have taken your Majesty's anger for you."

Murong Mingzhu glanced at him, "You think I'm stupid? He will get angry with you, it's too late for him to protect you!"

Hu Shubao's reputation was not in vain. The little emperor wanted to bite all his uncles into pieces with his breasts.

"I said you don't believe it, it's true. Your Majesty is very angry..."

As he said that, he held Murong Mingzhu's hand and walked in, "I have been persuaded so much that His Majesty can barely calm down."

"hand!"

Murong Mingzhu shook it, but didn't shake it away.

Ye Zhilan took her hand and walked towards Zhang Huaxuan.

Leng Shuo knew the prince and even more about Murong Mingzhu, who wanted to save face, waved her hand decisively and asked the accompanying Shadow Guard to retreat.

There was no one around, and Murong Mingzhu struggled and became less serious.

It’s not that she acquiesced to Ye Zhilan to hold her. She doesn’t know any martial arts at all. Ye Zhilan is known as the number one master of the moon. She can’t break free anyway, and no one around is watching him... It’s a bargain.

Ye Zhilan knew Murong Mingzhu's nature well, and when she saw that she stopped struggling, she quietly changed to being linked together.

“…”

Get more and more flaws!

Murong Mingzhu scolded him several times in her heart, but she didn't struggle anymore.

Ye Zhilan won’t say anything more at this time for a rare benefit.

He led Murong Mingzhu into Zhang Huaxuan's garden and asked casually: "You won't go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. You have been waiting for so long, is there something wrong?"

"Nonsense, no one wants to enter the fox's nest!" Murong Mingzhu snorted.

Ye Zhilan, who was used to being attacked by humans, smiled, "Tell me, what did Miss Murong bend down to this fox's nest?"

"I want to know the background of the Sheng family." Murong Mingzhu said directly.

"Sheng family... Is Sheng Liunian?" Ye Zhilan asked.

"Yes, it's Sheng Liunian's Sheng family."

Ye Zhilan gently pinched Murong Mingzhu's fingertips and said slowly: "All of them are famous families in the business world. You should know more about the Sheng family than me, why do you come to ask me?"

"You're still pretending!"

Murong Mingzhu was angry this time, shook his hand and glared at him, "I'm not asking the surface, I'm asking the details. You got back from the twelve states in southern Yunnan, and you signed the letter of surrender back then. Do you don't know the details of the Sheng family in Lingzhou?"

Lingzhou is the largest prefecture among the twelve prefectures in southern Yunnan.

This old fox intelligence network is all over Biyue, especially in southern Yunnan, which is one of the junctions between Biyue and Shen Kingdom. If you don’t know the background of the Sheng family, how could you let the Sheng family grow bigger and dominate the whole area with Ye Zhilan’s means?

Ye Zhilan held her hand comfortably and coaxed her: "Don't be angry, isn't this going to be said?"

"Then say it!"

Ye Zhilan looked at her angry eyes and actually smiled, "Before talking about it, I must know another thing first."

"What's the matter?" Murong Mingzhu asked.

He lowered his head, Ye Zhilan asked softly in her ear, "What does your rouge taste like?"

"ah?!"

Murong Mingzhu was shocked and subconsciously wanted to push him.

But they were holding each other with each other, so it was not so easy to push away. Ye Zhilan held the person into his arms, lowered his head and kissed the soft and tender lips.

The sweet smell of Primrose spreads between the lips and teeth.

“Um…”

This is the first time Murong Mingzhu has been flirted by him in an open and upright place and struggles even harder.

At the same time, I couldn't help but regret that I had known that he was a climber, so it would be a mistake to let him hold him!

Struggle in vain.

The lips were sucked and bitten, the teeth were pushed open, and the soft and tender tongue tip was also entangled.

Murong Mingzhu had heavy heads and light feet. If Ye Zhilan hadn't hugged her, she would have collapsed on the ground long ago.

After a long time, Ye Zhilan let her go, hugged Murong Mingzhu, who was soft all over, and chuckled: "It's the taste of primrose, it's good, I like it."

"you……"

Murong Mingzhu's eyes were covered in water and she panted and cursed, "Bastard."

It was very comfortable to be scolded, so Ye Zhilan simply picked up the person up in the waist.

"Let me go!"

Murong Mingzhu quit this time, too much, too much!

"Don't move, don't you want to know the details of Sheng Liunian?" Ye Zhilan threatened people gracefully and gently.

Murong Mingzhu stared at him with anger. If her eyes could kill people, Ye Zhilan would have lost her body at this moment.

Fortunately, there is no one in the garden. Murong Mingzhu is not only a bad temper, but also arrogant. If someone sees it, she can't let Ye Zhilan be held to death.

Because there is no one, you can... relax appropriately.

Ye Zhilan carried the person into the pavilion of the Shui Pavilion and asked her to sit on his lap, making a good suggestion, "Can you try another smell next time?"

"Shut up!" Murong Mingzhu punched him.

Ye Zhilan's shoulder was hammered, and she still said with a good temper, "Of course, I am not saying that Primrose is bad, but I just hope to try other flavors."

"You're enough!" Murong Mingzhu was furious.

I saw her furious again. Before she swung her second punch, I began to talk about the serious business, "The Sheng family is not a famous family. It only emerged more than 20 years ago. At that time, southern Yunnan was still the territory of Shenguo. The Sheng family was located in Lingzhou, and what she did was the medicinal material business."

Murong Mingzhu glanced at him sideways, "You know I'm not asking this."

Ye Zhilan smiled, "Then what do you want to ask?"

"You answer whatever I ask?" Murong Mingzhu raised her chin slightly to look at him.
Chapter completed!