Murong Mingzhu slapped her in the face twice, and didn't want to argue for herself a word. No matter what Feng Youran said, she continued!

Anyway, my face won't hurt any more.

Feng Youran mocked her for most of the day. Seeing that Murong Mingzhu was planning to give up, she was too lazy to pay attention to her. "I don't care about your private affairs, but I have to remind you that Ye Zhilan is not an ordinary man. I doubt he knew that there was someone else in the room."

Murong Mingzhu opened her mouth, originally thinking that although Ye Zhilan likes to tease her, yesterday is not the same as before.

but……

After saying this, she sold herself invisibly, and she chose not to speak.

Feng Youran frowned and said, "Ye Zhilan is the best martial arts in the world. I am only half-baked in light skills. I should not be able to hide it from him. Assuming he really knows that there are people under the bed, why don't he expose it? Or is he knowing that the person under the bed... is me?"

Murong Mingzhu can't give the answer to such a question, and she doesn't want to give it.

If it was really as Feng Youran said, Ye Zhilan knew that there was someone under the bed and that Feng Youran was under the bed, then the matter would be really complicated.

They tried their best to hide everything. Once Ye Zhilan knew about it, they would immediately have big trouble.

"I'm not sure if he knows it, I'm not sure he knows that you are under the bed, but we have no other choice now, we can only think that he knows nothing." Murong Mingzhu said lightly.

Feng Youran looked at Murong Mingzhu, "If Ye Zhilan knew everything, you would die, and I would die too. The Murong family would be destroyed, and the Feng family would be destroyed. We can't afford to gamble. Take control of your relationship with Ye Zhilan yourself."

Murong Mingzhu didn't say anything, lowered her eyelashes, covering all the floating feelings.

...

The Murong family and the Feng family withdrew from the trade route, and this trade route coveted by countless people fell into the hands of Sheng Liunian.

With the issuance of the imperial edict, the overall situation has been decided.

The children of major families stranded in the imperial capital are also ready to leave, and of course "Feng Youran" is leaving.

But when "Feng Youran" was about to set off, he received a letter from a fast horse.

After reading the letter, Feng Youran's expression immediately changed.

"Miss, is there something wrong at home?" The maid recognized the sign on the envelope. It was the Feng Family's seal.

Feng Youran grabbed the letter paper and tried hard with his fingertips, "Brother is seriously ill."

"The eldest young master..." The maid was shocked at first, then immediately lowered her head and stopped talking.

Everyone knows that the head of the Feng family is Feng Xitang. Feng Xitang suddenly got sick a few years ago and was weak all year round. He could only recuperate in a hot spring villa. In this case, Miss Feng would come forward to host the Feng family.

The previous head of the Feng family died early, and Feng Xitang, who was in his twentieth year, took over the Feng family and he raised his young sister.

The elder brother is like his father, Feng Youran is working so hard now, and he is fighting for Feng Xitang.

Now Feng Xitang is suddenly seriously ill and she has no intention of anything.

Feng Youran immediately wrote a letter and handed it to the maid, "Send it to Murong's house and to the second young master Murong."

"Yes." The maid took the letter.

Feng Youran let out a light breath and said, "Let's set off immediately and return to Gusu."

"The Huanyan Pavilion..." The maid was a little worried. After all, the original plan was to let someone go back to Gusu for Feng Youran. Feng Youran would still be the return of Shuiyue, but now Feng Youran is leaving, what should Shuiyue do?

Feng Youran said: "It's okay, someone will deal with it."

"yes."

...

When Feng Youran came, she had a big show, and everyone thought she would fight Murong Mingzhu and she was bleeding.

Feng Youran left with a big pomp, and he did not lose the momentum of Jiangnan Fu at all.

When Murong Mingzhu received the letter, Feng Youran had already left the imperial capital.

She was determined to give you a gift of Feng Youran, after all, she was her only friend, even if she looked at her from a distance, she would watch her watch.

However, at this moment, the unexpected visitor stopped Murong Mingzhu's footsteps.

Mu Qixian visited.

Murong Mingzhu and Feng Youran talked about Mu Qixian, and they all felt that this child was a bit unfathomable and was a little devil, but he was the young master of the Mu family in Donghai.

The identity is here, Murong Mingzhu must be seen.

The housekeeper led Mu Qixian into the flower hall, and Murong Mingzhu was already sitting in her seat.

This time, Mu Qixian did not bring the four maids in white. She wore a gorgeous dress with a black garland, tied into a ponytail, and wrapped it around the top with an eastern pearl. Her white and delicate little face was round like a pearl.

Seeing Murong Mingzhu, Mu Qixian bent down to salute, her voice was crisp and nice, "I have met Miss Murong."

"Young Master Mu doesn't have to be so polite," Murong Mingzhu said: "The Mu family in Donghai is a wealthy family. The young master gave me such a big gift, which will ruin me."

Mu Qixian stood up straight and looked at Murong Mingzhu with a smile and said, "My brother said that what he admires most in the business world today is Miss Murong. The eldest lady became the head of the family at the age of 16. In four years, she laid the foundation for the business and business tycoon of the Murong family. The Murong family's reputation for a hundred years is visible. Every cent of the silver he earns can be seen. We, the younger generation, should perform this gift."

Murong Mingzhu laughed, "Mr. Mu really praised me, young master, please sit down."

"Miss Xie."

Mu Qixian sat down, her face that had not yet opened was soft and cute, and her dark eyes seemed innocent.

Murong Mingzhu said: "Although I have never met Master Mu before, I have heard that the Mu family in Donghai started out as a jewelry business and is now the largest jewellery merchant in Biyue. I also admire Master Mu very much."

Mu Qixian said, "This time I went out, my brother specifically told me to come and visit Miss Murong, and also give me a gift, please do not refuse."

As he said that, he took out a square rosewood box.

Lu'e glanced at Murong Mingzhu, took the box, and handed it to Murong Mingzhu.

Murong Mingzhu put the box in front of her. The box was very weighty. She asked: "This is..."

Mu Qixian said: "Miss Murong, please open it and take a look."

Murong Mingzhu opened the box, and the seemingly ordinary wooden box was divided into three grids, with a huge pearl in each grid.

How capable she had, she could tell at a glance that this pearl was the top-notch Dongzhu produced by the Mu family, and each one was priceless.

Mu Qixian said quietly, "This box has three layers, each layer has three East Pearls, a total of nine East Pearls, a small gift, which is not worthy of respect."

Murong Mingzhu hooked her fingers, closed the wooden box, and smiled faintly, "Young Master is too polite. This gift is too expensive. I can't accept it without any merits."

She pushed the box forward, obviously not the decision to be considered "obsessed with money".

Mu Qixian's tender voice was filled with a naive smile, "How come Miss Murong has no credit? Giving up the southern Yunnan trade route is the greatest credit."
Chapter completed!