The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

Lu Tingyan looked at him suspiciously: "You don't threaten me, I won't believe you, you have such a great ability!"

"Don't Mr. Lu believe it?" Ling Shuyuan sneered, and looked down at the scar on his wrist: "There was someone who didn't believe it before." He raised his head and asked Lu Tingyan in a low voice: "Mr. Lu knows what the scar on my hand is?" Did you come?"

Without waiting for Lu Tingyan to answer, he continued, with a flat tone as if he was just telling a story that had nothing to do with him: "Two years ago, my mother was ill, and I went to ask a squire in the town to borrow money. Guess he lent me money What are the conditions?"

He supported his arm, closed his eyes, and smiled slightly: "He asked me to be his male concubine, Lu Tingyan, you said I was disgusting, so is such a person even more disgusting?"

"Then you are the last?" Lu Tingyan couldn't help being curious.

"I didn't agree to him." Ling Shuyuan smiled slightly: "He sent someone to tie me up and planned to force me." He pulled his cuff to cover up the scar: "Fortunately, I was prepared and hid a dagger in my sleeve , but he is very strong, during the fight, the dagger slashed across my wrist, leaving this scar, but he still lost in the end, so I took this dagger..." He fumbled from his sleeve while speaking. Putting a dagger with a silver scabbard on the tea table, he suddenly raised his eyes and saw that Lu Tingyan was horrified: "Kill him with your own hands!"

Lu Tingyan looked at him in shock. After a while, he shook his head and sighed in amazement: "Crazy! Ling Shuyuan! You are a fucking lunatic now!"

"Mr. Lu is right, I am all the lunatics and villains!" He suddenly smiled, his smile was as bright as a summer flower: "So Mr. Lu, have you made up your mind? Do you want to sell the mansion to me actively, or do you want to sell it to me?" I'll figure it out myself." He deliberately emphasized the last few words: "Take it back?!"

As the early autumn approached, the weather in Yanting gradually turned cold. Mu Qianli stood on the porch, staring at the flowing clouds in the distance.Jin Chao came from the other side of the corridor, and when he saw Mu Qianli staring at the sky, he also turned his head, walked to Mu Qianli's side while watching, and said, "Your Highness, our people have received news from Beijing. , Said that the emperor is going to have a routine draft."

"It's time for the draft every three years." Mu Qianli rubbed an exquisite ball carved with emerald jade in his hand, looked at the cloud shadow in the distance, was silent for a moment, narrowed his phoenix eyes and said: "We need to match someone to Mu Qianli. Go to You Fang's side," he turned his head, his deep eyes were calm, and his thin eyelashes brushed slightly on his eyelids, then he raised his eyes to look forward, and walked forward slowly: "Is there a suitable candidate?"

Jin Chao followed behind him, and shook his head when he heard the question: "No."

"No?" Mu Qianli's voice sank a bit, he turned slightly sideways, and examined Jin Chao: "How do you do things?"

"Subordinate..." Jinchao hurriedly lowered his head. Now Mu Qianli, he dare not say "no" to him. If Mu Qianli says he is wrong, he will just admit it, otherwise he will be wrong again. How much monthly money was deducted: "The subordinate knows his mistake."

"Don't talk to me like this, for the monthly money, there's no need to embarrass yourself like this." Mu Qianli snorted coldly, the light and shadow of the setting sun shone on his black clothes through the bamboo curtain in the corridor, glowing brightly. The light made his figure slender.

In the near future, however, cold sweat broke out again, and he secretly raised his eyes to look at Mu Qianli, and said in his heart: "My lord doesn't look at my current fierce appearance, even if I don't deduct the monthly money, I don't dare to talk too much." It's just that He didn't dare to say it clearly, so he could only curl his lips and continue to follow Mu Qianli to the backyard without saying a word.

In the garden in the backyard, several maidservants were gathering together to weave flowers with willow twigs. When they saw Mu Qianli approaching, they all bent down and saluted: "Your Highness."

Mu Qianli didn't look at them, he just looked ahead and said, "Where is the concubine?"

A tall and tall maidservant stood up and said: "Go back to the lord, Miss Su is helping the concubine to enjoy the flowers by the lotus pond."

Mu Qianli then walked towards the lotus pond. He is now tall and slender, with a eucalyptus growing in front of the wind, and his whole body is always covered with a layer of alienation as the master of the palace, so the servants on the road seldom approach him, and only stand away from him. From far away, he said: "My lord, Wan'an."

Mu Qianli would sometimes return the gift, but most of the time he walked forward on his own. When he walked to the lotus pond, he heard the sound of laughter, and looked towards the opposite side through the pond full of lotus flowers. A lotus flower was brought in front of Zheng Anjie, and she watched it together.

On weekdays, there are many affairs in the city, but he didn't pay attention to them. Now Su Yuzhi has grown more and more beautiful, hidden among the lotus root flowers, just like the Fuju fairy born in the blue waves.

Mu Qianli clenched the glass ball in his hand, and walked forward along the path beside the lotus pond. Zheng Anjie happened to turn around and saw him, and immediately stretched out her hand to beckon to him: "Qian'er, come quickly."

As Mu Qianli walked over, Zheng Anjie waved the lotus petals in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face, and said to him: "Look how beautiful this lotus is, I will ask Yuzhi to pick some for you later and put them in the bedroom."

"One flower in my room is enough." Mu Qianli raised his lips and chuckled, glanced at the lotus in Zheng Anjie's hand, and bowed down to greet him: "Concubine mother is well."

"Well." Zheng Anjie smiled kindly, stretched out a finger and poked Mu Qianli's forehead: "I know you are busy with city affairs, so I naturally have to take care of my body so as not to cause trouble for you."

"Thank you, mother and concubine." Mu Qianli smiled gently at Zheng Anjie. The mother and son sat and talked together. At sunset, they returned to the room. Mu Qianli helped Zheng Anjie to sleep, and slowly closed the curtains. Hearing a sound coming from the door, he looked sideways, and the dim candlelight flickered slightly on his sharp-edged side face, making his face gloomy, and for some reason, those Yingli eyes showed a little bit of shadow.

Su Yuzhi looked at Mu Qianli's expression, she felt a little strange, she froze for a moment, and was about to speak, but Mu Qianli put down his hand holding the curtain, and said to her first: "Yuzhi, follow me to the study, I have something to tell you."

Four or five oil lamps were lit in the study, illuminating the room brightly. Mu Qianli walked in with Su Yuzhi, sat in front of the desk, picked up a memorial on the desk and looked at it for a while, frowning slightly.

Seeing him like this, Su Yuzhi looked at him worriedly: "My lord, what happened?"

Mu Qianli let out a long sigh, put the memorial back on the table, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the center of his brows: "The river embankment was reinforced last month, and this king asked the imperial court for an order to allocate more funds for the work, but the imperial court refused."

"Miss Yuzhi, you should have heard that this King's report will never reach His Majesty." He raised his head, frowning in embarrassment, and said with emotion: "This King always thinks that if there is someone who can be in front of His Majesty How good would it be to speak for the king?" After he finished speaking, he paused, raised his eyes slightly, looked at Su Yuzhi, and asked tentatively, "I wonder if Miss Su would like to be someone?"