"Arrange what?" Pingyi still remembers asking Murong Chong so stupidly.

Murong Chong naturally gave him a blank stare: "If I have to say this, what do you need to do? Didn't you say that there is nothing to do? Think about how to do this."

As soon as Ping looked far away, he saw a yard full of red. The usual desertedness had been replaced, and it also showed a lively atmosphere in this cold winter.Pingyi smiled sincerely, "That's great!" He sighed softly in his heart.

"Boss!" Ping Liu had just returned from delivering a letter in Jingcheng, and happened to meet Ping Yi who had just returned at the door.

Ping Yi patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work, go in and have a rest."

"That Miss Gu said, let me come back and let me know, she is still on her way with a bunch of things."

"Well, go in and tell the young master."

Ping Liu nodded and ran in first.

"My lord!" When Ping Liu found him in the courtyard of Murong Chong's room, Murong Chong was lying leisurely on the soft couch basking in the sun, with a book covering his face to fall asleep, as if everyone's busy schedule had nothing to do with him Same, full of freedom.

"What's the matter?" Murong Chong heard the voice and took the book off his face, but he didn't intend to get up at all.

"Miss Gu is on her way."

"What is she here for?"

"She said that when you get married, she must be present as Xian'er's natal family, and she can't just marry her to you hastily."

"Let her do what she wants." Murong Chong said, stood up, walked out, and when passing by Ping Liu, he said softly: "You are not afraid to tell me this at all."

"No, no..." Ping Liu panicked when he heard the light words, and quickly explained, but Murong Chong obviously didn't listen to what he said, and walked straight outside.

"Hey..." Murong rushed to the door of Xian'efang, and sighed softly.After glancing at the people inside, he turned and left without stepping through the threshold.

In the study room are Murong Chong's random words written these days, piled up at one side and no one has sorted them out.Ignoring the messy pile, Murong Chong re-sharpened the ink for himself, and seemed to be writing subconsciously in his hands, but he was thinking about other things in his mind.

I have stayed in Pingyang City for more than two months, and I am familiar with what I should be familiar with, and I have almost dealt with the people who should be dealt with, but I always have to leave a few for them to release news, so I left a few to watch. A few people who seem to be very obedient.

I had several correspondences with Gu Xinyue, and learned that she has already cooperated with Ruyi.That Zhao Hua is indeed a rare person, but it is best to meet him in person.

Therefore, an opportunity is needed at this time, and getting married seems to be a good opportunity.

The pen in Murong Chong's hand paused, but he was always worried about how Fu Jian would react. It seemed that he was worrying too much?Or did the news never get through?

Murong Chong put down his pen and smiled inexplicably.Sure enough, the emperor...

It's best if this is the case, forget him outside the palace wall, and wait for him to come back one day to avenge his great revenge!

"My lord, are you there?" Xian'a's voice interrupted Murong Chong's thoughts.

"I'm here."

The door was pushed open, Xian'a couldn't wait to trot up to Murong Chong: "I heard from some of them that Sister Xinyue will come over later, is it true?"

"They're looking for you again?" Murong Chong casually said while arranging the things at hand: "It seems that they need to do something more so they won't be so idle."

"No, no, I met them when I was wandering around the house, so I chatted with them."

"It doesn't make any difference to me." Murong Chong decided, and he was about to hold back.

"Oh, tell me about Miss Xinyue first."

"They've said it, so it's true. They didn't bring my news." Murong Chong raised his eyes and glanced at Xian'a, then continued to organize the things in his hands.

"Then can I pick them up?" Xian'a asked expectantly.

Murong Chong finally stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked at Xian'a: "No."

"Why not? I haven't seen Sister Xinyue for a long time, I really wish she could see her sooner." Xian'a begged.

Murong Chong was unmoved at all: "I said, no."

Looking at Xian Ayin's lowered head in disappointment, Murong Chong also felt a little displeasure in his heart: "I ask you, how many days have you not seen me?"

"I..." Xian'a froze on the spot for a moment.

"Ten days." Murong Chong answered for her. "We live in the same house, and our two rooms are still the closest, but we haven't seen each other for ten days. Why don't you tell me, how many times have you seen Pingyi and the others in these ten days?"

"I……"

"come over."

Xian Ayiyan walked to Murong Chong's side, Murong Chong took her hand and held it in his, and said softly: "I said it before, if you choose to follow me, you are doomed not to regret it, and I will not let you go. "

"I didn't regret it, I just..." Xian'a lowered her head and muttered, but she couldn't say the word "shy".

She couldn't explain to Murong Chong how nervous she was, when she saw him, she couldn't control her disobedient heartbeat, and she was always in a daze, not knowing what to do.It turned out that she was never like this, she was a little afraid, afraid that what Murong Chong liked was actually her relaxed and happy look before, not the clumsy look she didn't know what to say to him now.

"Just what?" Murong Chong waited for a while, seeing that she still had no intention of speaking, he couldn't help asking, "Are you afraid of something?"

"Ah." Xian'a, who was being talked about, looked up at Murong Chong's face reflexively.

Murong Chong sighed helplessly: "Although I don't know what you are afraid of, the look of fear is written on your face."

"It's nothing, I just feel like getting married too soon, and I'm not even prepared."

"Are you too early? If you really don't want to go so early, you can put the day back."

"No." Xian'a quickly waved her hands and said, "And everyone has been busy for the past few days, so we can't let everyone's busyness go to waste."

"Hey..." Murong Chong sighed with feigned melancholy: "I thought you were doing it for me, but it turned out it was for others."

"Oh, don't tease me anymore." Xian'a finally regained her temper because of Murong Chong's words. "I was just a little nervous before getting married, but now I won't, so I won't avoid you."

Murong Chong finally laughed, and said, "You are finally fine."

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