The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 480 The business woman who was murdered for money (30)

  System 233 did not expect Su Qinghuan to guess the identity of the buyer so quickly.

   "Host, why are you so sure that the buyer is Murong Shizi?"

  Su Qinghuan rolled her eyes at the sky.

   "Who else can anyone besides him? It is so generous to deal with a silk shop that has only opened a shop in the capital two days ago. It's really too much money to burn."

   But Su Qinghuan did not expect that Murong Chen would choose to "do good deeds without leaving a name."

   "Host, you are not afraid that this Murong son is powerful and powerful, and finally sees you not submissive, and will force you to marry you as a concubine?"

"will not."

  Su Qinghuan passed Murong Chen's noble and majestic face in her mind.

  The corners of her lips slowly curled up, and she shook her head confidently and surely.

   "How can a proud person like Murong Chen use power to make a woman surrender? What he wants is the other person's willingness, but I am destined to go against his choice."

   "Then you still take this order? Don't you think this gold is hot?"

  System 233 suddenly couldn't understand Su Qinghuan's operation.

  However, the girl's eyes flashed, and her expression became more open and confident.

"What's so hot? Murong Chen is a smart man. I can't be considered as one of his Sangong and Six Institutes, but it is the most cost-effective to be one of his counselors. Take that water conservancy chart as an example, the value is more than that. This is gold."

  The emperor's position is supreme, and he is famous for thousands of generations, which is not more than the love of children.

  ……

  Awakening the power of the world, the words of drunk lying on the knees of the beauty expressed the most desired vision in countless men's hearts.

   But for them, the reality is just that the love of the country is heavy, and the beauty is light.

  Human nature is like this.

  Su Qinghuan doesn’t think Murongchen is at fault.

But if Murong Chen wanted this boundless country, but also forced a woman who didn’t like house fights and palace fights to commit herself to him, even in this age when men are inferior to women, it is even an honor for women, but Su Qinghuan also despises him. .

   Fortunately, the current Murong Chen has not let her down. Good birds choose trees and live there. If it is not for the phoenix tree, how can the phoenix fly there?

   has always been a two-way choice.

  ……

   Bringing such a large box of silk satin back to Yongchang Palace, Xiao Liu looked back at the carriage that was pulling goods behind him, only feeling a little bored.

  He really didn’t understand what his master was thinking.

  "My son, is it too cryptic for you to do this? If you like Miss Su, you have to be straightforward. Otherwise, if the beautiful woman is in love, you will suffer too much by then."

   "Little Six, what do you think?"

  Murongchen’s eyes were sharp and thin, but the arc of his smile on the corners of his lips was very faint, revealing a mysterious and noble majesty.

After being swept condescendingly by Murong Chen, Xiao Liu, who is a Keqing, swallowed. Although his son looked a little harder to approach, he was born with a good-looking face and such an expensive family background. Which woman in the world? Wouldn't you fall in love with you?

"Shiziye, let Xiaoliu say something boldly. Although Xiaoliu has always admired you by others, Xiaoliu thinks that he is more familiar than Shiziye in this way of pursuing women. You are completely wasting your own money in this way. My heart."

"you are wrong."

  Murong Chen shook his head.

   "She doesn't really need it."

"what?"

who is she?

   Xiao Liu was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Murong Chen was referring to Su Qinghuan.

   And the man’s eyes were cold, his sight suddenly made Xiao Liu feel a bit cold in his heart.

  Could it be that the son of his own family ever confessed his thoughts to Miss Na Su?

  Just like Murong Chen’s character and appearance, as well as this extinct Beijing’s clean self-care, that little merchant’s daughter can actually refuse?

  Does she think she is a fairy in the sky?

   Xiaoliu suddenly became a little bit angry, and was completely upset for his master.

   "My son, although the Su daughter is a bit talented, she doesn't have such a high eye. I think you are too accustomed to her. Maybe she wants to refuse or welcome her."

  Such a woman, Xiao Liu sees a lot.

   "No...she said, in this life I only want to have one-minded people, the white head is not separated, and the husband who accepts her must not have two-mindedness in life."

"what?!"

  This feeling is too high.

  Unless it is a small commoner from an ordinary family background, which powerful child does not have many Ji concubines?

  Even Xiaoliu has two concubines in his own family, marrying wives and virtuous people, marrying concubines and sex. This has been the case since ancient times. As for the maids and other maids, Xiaoliu does not want to list them.

  ……

  "This woman is too jealous, too! What beautiful and virtuous wife doesn't want to open up her husband's family."

  Xiao Liu complained softly.

   And Murong Chen raised his eyes slightly, his sharp gaze seemed to pass through Xiao Liu's internal organs.

   "Little Liu, I ask you, is Miss Su's talent, even if it is placed in the court of Daxia, it is difficult for anyone to praise it?"

   "Uh...this is..."

   "If Ms. Su is a man, can she also go and get fame and fame?"

   "But she is a woman!"

"Then I will ask you again, if Xiaoliu is a woman, even if you are full of talent, even if you look amazing, and have a good family background, but you have to obey your husband's words in this life, follow the four virtues, and watch him have countless concubines. ,Do you want to?"

  "……"

   Xiao Liu was shocked.

  He has never empathized.

  Because he was born a man.

  "Shi Ziye...how did you suddenly..."

   "Little Liu, this is what Su Qinghuan said to me that day."

  Murongchen will never forget the cold and clear eyes of the woman under the courtyard wall of Fengtai Temple.

  She asked him, if he is a woman, he is not the prince, but the princess?

  This remark may be a bit rebellious, but the truth is the simplest.

  If Murong Chen is a woman, as the princess, even if she grows up spoiled and spoiled, but the woman is trapped in the house for life, trapped in the struggle of three wives and four concubines, how sad.

  ……

  Xiao Liu stopped talking.

  Murong Chen glanced over the red sandalwood wood box that Xiaoliu had brought to him, and looked at the magical carvings, which contained silk flowers and rouge sent by Su Qing.

   "Give me the box."

  He wanted to see what Su Qinghuan’s vision was.

  Although it is a free gift, it is not simple at all.

  When the box was opened, a quiet fragrance was smelled.

The silk flower jewelry inside    is very chic, elegant in its compactness, and noble in its chicness. It is somewhat similar to the little fox surnamed Su...

  The curvature of Murongchen’s lips slowly conjured.

   gradually relieved in his heart.

  Perhaps, this is to be able to appreciate each other even if the roads are different.

  ……

  At the same time, on the other side of the capital, the lanterns are beginning to come on.

  At this moment, everyone in Prime Minister Ye's mansion had finished their dinner, and they were quietly everywhere.

  But Ye Wan'er ran to the small door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she leaned against the wall to learn from the cuckoo cuckoo sound.

   "Big Brother Duan, are you there?"

  (End of this chapter)