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Chapter 32 Is the king good-looking or the guards good-looking?

"You!"

Murong Mingzhu was so angry that she was about to ignite a fire in her eyes. She held her hands tightly. If there was a knife now, she would have cut towards Ye Zhilan.

shameless!

shameless!!

When Murong Shang saw this attitude, he calculated the pros and cons and gained the losses, and decisively said to Ye Zhilan with a serious expression: "Prince, since Mingzhu did something wrong, this follow-up cannot be forgotten. Now there are rumors about Mingzhu and the prince. For Mingzhu's reputation, do you think so?"

Consider the issue of marriage.

Ye Zhilan smiled and said, "I understand the words of the second young master Murong, but I want to see what Mingzhu means."

"No, no, no, this kind of thing depends on the elders. The so-called elder brother is like a father, this matter."

"That's waiting for Mr. Murong to come back."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

As the two of them talked more and more, they became more and more likely to get her to be fatal.

Do you think she is dead in front of her?

Murong Mingzhu breathed a deep breath and suddenly shouted, "Come here!"

"Miss."

A group of guards rushed in.

Murong Mingzhu had a fire in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth, "Turn them out for me!"

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The guards looked at each other.

One is his second young master, and they dare not.

One is the emperor's uncle who is the current dynasty, and they dare not.

Seeing that the guards were afraid to take action, Murong Mingzhu simply pushed Murong Shang, "Go out and go out!"

"Mingzhu, Mingzhu" Murong Shang was pushed back out of the door.

As a sister-in-law, he really can't resist his sister.

"go out!"

Murong Mingzhu finally tried hard to push the person out of the door.

Turning his head and looking at Ye Zhilan viciously, "You, get out!"

Ye Zhilan sat on the chair without moving, with the jade fan supporting her side face, and said with a smile: "I haven't got the answer yet, how can I go out casually?"

"What answer do you want!" Murong Mingzhu glared at him.

Ye Zhilan stood up and walked towards Murong Mingzhu step by step.

With a very elegant and exquisite face approaching, Murong Mingzhu avoided her head, "Ask if you have something to do! Get out of here after asking!"

Ye Zhilan walked up to her, leaned down, and asked softly in her ear: "Is this king good-looking, or is your guard good-looking?"

Murong Mingzhu turned her head to look at him, "Is this the problem?"

Ye Zhilan stood up straight, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, innocent and gentle, "This is what I want to ask."

Murong Mingzhu was impatient, "You are so idle. You ask any questions. I'm too lazy to answer them. Get out of here."

"I really won't answer?" Ye Zhilan asked with a smile.

"No answer!" Murong Mingzhu answered coldly.

"Okay," Ye Zhilan gently held the jade fan in his hand, "I am very persistent. You must figure out the answer to this question."

After saying that, he glanced at Murong Mingzhu meaningfully and left casually.

After knocking away his second brother who was planning to further inquire about gossip, Murong Mingzhu returned to Qinshui Pavilion angrily.

The abominable Ye Zhilan, how dare you come to the door?

It's just enough.

It is said that disasters have been passed down for thousands of years. It seems useless to curse him as a tragedy as his.

hateful!

Murong Mingzhu allowed herself to be angry for a quarter of an hour. After a quarter of an hour, she changed her clothes and sat at the table to see the results of Murong Shang's trip to Nanjing.

Murong merchants have already surveyed the business routes almost.

Next, we have to set up manpower and establish this business line.
Chapter completed!
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