Chapter 81 The scourge of sleeping in a hundred beds
Murong Mingzhu stared at him blankly.
For a moment, she clearly felt that the tight wall in her heart had a crack...
A breeze blew outside the pavilion.
The hanging gauze curtains swayed, and Murong Mingzhu's heart also swayed.
After a while, Murong Mingzhu suddenly took several steps back, and for the first time there was a panic in her eyes that she could not even control herself.
"I have something to do, let's go first!" He turned around and ran away.
It was simply fleeing in panic.
Ye Zhilan didn't stop him, but just watched her run further and further away, and finally disappeared from sight.
...
Murong Mingzhu got into the sedan chair and made sure that there was no one around, so she put her hands on her heart.
The heartbeat is indeed very fast!
To die!
Murong Mingzhu, please be more awake!
That's Ye Zhilan! Ye Zhilan!
Ye Zhilan, the one you cannot believe the most in the world!
An old fox like him is empty, and he is full of conspiracies and tricks. Haven't you seen enough in the past four years?
You just believed what he said, why are you so moved?
He shook his head suddenly, Murong Mingzhu's breathing rapidly and her eyes were full of struggle.
It took me a long time to calm down, and I took a deep breath several times, leaning against the sedan chair as if I was exhausted... I closed my complicated eyes.
The sedan chair landed.
Lu'e whispered, "Miss, I'm back home."
Murong Mingzhu opened her eyes at this time, and her eyes were already very calm, "...well."
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and Murong Mingzhu walked down calmly, and outsiders could no longer see any abnormality in her.
Murong Mingzhu walked into the gate, Danyi walked over and whispered: "Young Master Zhu has been waiting for the lady for a long time."
Zhu Bian…
Murong Mingzhu took a deep breath and stepped into the main hall.
In the main hall, Zhu Bian saw Murong Mingzhu coming back and immediately met her and asked with a calm face, "You have rejected the trade routes in southern Yunnan, right?"
"Is the news so fast?" Murong Mingzhu asked disapprovingly.
She came out of the palace and only went to Prince Yong's Mansion once. Before she could change her clothes, Zhu Bian had already waited for her.
It seems that the whole emperor knows what happened in the palace.
Zhu Bian looked anxious, "You are still so calm and gentle. If you want me to tell me what you are good about. I gave you news in advance to prepare early, but you actually gave the trade route you got to others. What do you think!"
"I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"
Murong Mingzhu sat down and glanced at him, "The Lord is not in a hurry, I'm anxious to die of wealth and honor?"
"You still have the heart to make jokes about me?"
Zhu Bian said with pain, "The entire imperial capital and the business community in the north are staring at you. Is the southern Yunnan business road your own business? That is related to the entire business community! You just throw it away, how should you explain to the Chamber of Commerce when you look back!"
"Explanation?"
Murong Mingzhu said lightly: "Who do I need to explain to?"
Zhu Bian said angrily, "Who do you know what to tell me? I see how you settle it!"
As soon as these words were said, Murong Mingzhu glanced at Zhu Bian with a sideways and smiled, "I see, you are really smart..."
Everyone knows that the Zhu family is a riot whose emperors are famous, but the riots are the ones that cannot be underestimated.
Zhu Si started his own business from scratch, with only Zhu Bian, the only son who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. How bad is it?
Others can't see through the matter between her and Ye Zhilan, but the Zhu family is as clear as a mirror in their hearts.
Zhu Bian rubbed the sore temple and said, "I really admire you. A great opportunity is in front of you. You don't want it. Now you still have the heart to think about it."
"I never push the door to make money. I understand what you are worried about, but think about it, I don't want it, and Feng Youran didn't want it either. This wave is not a loss."
After all, everyone is afraid of her as a loss, and Feng Youran will benefit, which will have a great blow to the northern business community.
But now Murong Mingzhu doesn’t want it, and Feng Youran doesn’t want it either. He is benefited by the prosperous Liunian who is far away in the sky.
This has no big impact on the current situation.
It's a blessing in disguise.
Zhu Bian frowned and stopped talking.
Murong Mingzhu said lightly, "This is the best ending, for anyone, it's."
Including Ye Zhilan and Ye Ziluo, no one allowed anyone to take advantage of it. This is the best result.
This sentence is obviously very light, but Zhu Bian heard the profound meaning.
When looking at Murong Mingzhu, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, "You always walk by the river, aren't you afraid that you will get wet one day?"
Palace fighting is a woman's drama.
Court struggle is a drama of power.
But the battle for imperial power is bloody and cruel.
Murong Mingzhu stepped into this storm with one foot, and it would be a problem for her to escape in the future. If she accidentally gets to pieces, she may not even be left with a scum.
Murong Mingzhu smiled faintly, her eyes were deep and wise, "I never walk by the river, nor will I get my shoes wet. I am the helmsman, and I am a boatman, why are you afraid of Xiaolang?"
Confident and arrogant are the true nature of Murong Mingzhu.
No matter when, her scheming and means will not change.
...
Biyue and Fujia gathered together in the imperial capital. He originally thought it was a struggle between Feng Youran and Murong Mingzhu, but who knew that he was intercepted by Sheng Liunian who came out of nowhere.
If you say that the years are so famous, it is probably because of the name of the flower.
The news is: There is no brothel embroidered bed in the twelve states in southern Yunnan that he has never slept with!
It's a disaster for sleeping in a hundred houses of beds.
“…It’s all a misunderstanding!”
Sheng Liunian shouted for justice and couldn't help but sigh, "What do you sleep in Baijia Beds? Those are all arranged randomly by people who don't understand me. I just admire beauty more than ordinary men."
In his arms, the half-drawn beauty looked at him with watery eyes, "I believe in you."
"My beauty..."
Sheng Liunian lowered her head and kissed the beauty's rosy lips.
Sheng Liunian, who kept saying misunderstandings, thrusts at Huanyan Pavilion. The beauty was in her arms, and she didn't have the same appearance every day.
Seeing Sheng Liunian pressing the weak and boneless beauty on the couch and preparing to prove her "misunderstood" with practical actions, a knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door.
Sheng Liunian looked up and shouted, "What's the matter!"
"Young Master, there are distinguished guests coming."
Guest...
Sheng Liunian's eyes darkened, she let go of the beauty in her arms, stood up and walked to the door, and opened the door.
Outside the door, his servant bowed his head and said, "King Nanling and King Yu have arrived at the mansion, and they are still waiting for you now."
The Sheng family has an industry in the imperial capital, and there are no shortage of private houses in other places. Since Sheng Liunian arrived at the imperial capital, he has never slept much. Huanyan Pavilion is his family.
Chapter completed!