Chapter 17

The breeze suddenly started to blow his black hair, and the tip of his right hair fell on her face, covering the small half of her face. Murong Yunshu gathered the hair on his face and played with his fingers. Do something, it's not so embarrassing.

"Is it fun?" A voice full of laughter came from the top of my head.

Murong Yunshu's fingers suddenly froze. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. After a few seconds, he thought that he wanted to reply, "are you too poor to buy a hairpin?" She had long wanted to ask him why he never wore his hair.

Chu long song evil ground a smile, way: "yes, can't afford.". All the silver is in your bank. It's gone. "

Murong Yunshu was even more embarrassed. He said with a little guilty: "I didn't want to default on my account again. The bank just suspended business and will reopen soon. The bank notes of HSBC Bank are still the same as before

"Why didn't you say that earlier?" Chu Changge kept smiling and pretended to be distressed. "If I had said that the silver note could still be used, I would not have used it to make a fire."

Murong Yunshu looked up at him with wide eyes. He couldn't believe it and asked, "do you use the banknote to make a fire?"

"Well, Taolin is too wet to ignite easily. It happens that I have a lot of banknotes in my hand. Anyway, the bank is closed. It's useless to keep them, so they all burn up."

“……” Why does his voice sound like "life is boring, let's burn some money to play"

"Not much, maybe ten boxes of gold, the kind you've seen."

Murong Yunshu was surprised. Did he refer to the ten boxes of betrothal gifts that were sent to your house for the first time? "Burn the fire and be careful to be a beggar in your next life."

"The beggars' sect? I won't be wanted by a decent family. I'm sure I'll be the leader of the demon sect in my next life. " Chu Changge doesn't think so. "Besides, the bank is opened by my wife. If the silver is burned, it belongs to my wife. My wife's is mine. It's not a waste."

Murong Yun moved in his mind and recalled his words Ten boxes of gold, the kind of boxes you've seen If the money is burned, it will go to my wife

Soon, Murong Yunshu understood that he burned it on purpose to give her the ten boxes of gold. In an instant, a warm current passed through the bottom of my heart.

Murong Yunshu bent his lips and chuckled quietly. This man has to give money so domineering that she can't accept it Of course, she won't refuse.

All the way speechless, soon can see below the carriage and soft sedan.

"If I really want to be a beggar in my next life, will my wife help me?" Chu Changge suddenly asked with a smile.

Murong Yunshu was stunned. "Didn't you say that you must still be the leader of the demon sect?"

"I thought about it, but I still can't." He said solemnly, "the leader of our demon sect is passed from father to son and from son to grandson. Now I am the leader of the sect. If I am still the leader of the sect in the next life, then I have to be the descendant of my grandson in the next life?"

"Poof..." Murong Yunshu wanted to bear it, but she didn't. "Isn't it good to be your grandson's son?" She asked with a smile.

"Of course not."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing is good. What's the point of calling your grandson your ancestor? "

"You must have forgotten that you were the ancestor of your ancestors." Murong Yunshu tried to comfort him with a smile.

Chu Changge couldn't laugh at all. He couldn't get out of the dead end. His brow was high and his mouth was tight. He had a tangled expression.

Murong Yunshu grins hard and finds that this arrogant man is so cute.

When Chu Changge appeared in front of the crowd with Murong Yunshu in his arms, the faces of the four Dharma protectors all showed strange colors, and they looked at him solemnly about to speak , but saying nothing.

Chu long song just did not hear, holding Murong Yunshu toward the carriage.

Green quickly lifted the curtain for him and asked anxiously, "is my young lady hurt?"

"It's just my foot." Murong Yunshu is speechless. Isn't it more direct to ask her? Does she look like she can't talk?

Chu Changge seemed to understand her mind. A smile flashed in her eyes. She gently put her in the carriage, and then bent over to move her ankle muscles for her. But she said, "thank you for carrying me down the mountain. This little injury won't get in the way. It will be OK in a moment."

"Are you sure?" At the same time, Chu Changge's left hand has grasped her calf, and her right hand is pinching her ankle, without exertion.

"I'm not sure about the difference?" Murong Yunshu's tone is full of desperation.

"No difference." Chu Changge smile, right hand gently shake her feet, action is very gentle, look very focused.

Murong Yun was moved again. He sipped his mouth, wanted to say something, and felt that everything he said was hypocritical. So he gave up and looked up into the distance.

"Does it still hurt?"

Chu Changge's voice calls back Murong Yunshu, who is too empty. She shakes her head a little and says, "it doesn't hurt."

"That's good." Chu Changge let go and quit the carriage.

His voice sounds like a sigh of relief, which makes Murong Yunshu have an unrealistic illusion He's worried about her. Think about it and feel impossible, can not help but feel funny, in the heart of self mockery.It's not a good sign to be sentimental.

"Are you going to the capital?" Chu Changge stood outside the carriage and asked.

"Well." The problem of the bank must be solved as soon as possible, or there may be a riot in the long run. It's said that many local people have gone to the government to complain, and the officials in the capital have also written to the emperor. The emperor is about to be accused of her memorials.

The banknotes of HSBC bank can not be used one day, and the economic paralysis of Daye Dynasty can not be solved one day. Although she is relying on this threat to the court, but once the time is prolonged, I'm afraid she will get angry. After all, dogs jump over the wall, let alone people?

Although it's a good thing to keep a name in history, it's not a bad thing to keep a name in France.

"Are you going to Shaolin Temple?" Murong Yunshu saw that he was silent, so he asked clearly to ease the atmosphere.