Chapter 439

Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan were gentle for a while before they discussed business.

Murong Yu really knows something about Mingcheng. After all, it's not a secret in the upper circles of the capital.

The Duke of the state of Qin is still there. He feels complacent that he is very strict. The Shu Liu of his family is still a good one. He can marry a noble daughter in the future.

Of course, Murong Yu also knows about the prime minister Mo Zhen. Of course, he doesn't know. Who doesn't know about those influential people in Beijing?

Just know to know, but they won't say it out.

After all, we are in the same circle. If we really want to be strict, we may still be related to relatives.

After all, your daughter married my son, and my son married your daughter. That's all.

Plus the prime minister himself is happy there, who will gossip?

"According to you, I can only watch Mo Xiyan marry that Mingcheng?"

The more you know, the more you despise Mingcheng.

After hearing Murong Yu say that the prime minister also likes it, he couldn't help but interrupt.

Murong Yu looked at Mo Xiyan's small face tight, her eyes were on fire again, and knew that she was really angry. When she was down, he said, "look at your little mouth, you can hang an oil bottle soon."

Then his right hand also pinched Mo Xi Yan Du's lips and gently pinched them, "it feels really good. It seems that in the future, the king will prepare several lighter oil bottles to make you hang comfortable and happy."

"Murong Yu, tell you something serious!"

Mo Xi Yan was angry. He directly raised his hand and patted Murong Yu's hand, staring at him angrily, "if you don't say it, I'll figure it out by myself. Don't talk about me, hum."

"Angry?" Murong Yu came forward, gathered up to her and looked at her carefully.

"Hum." Mo Xiyan tilted his head and didn't go to see him.

Murong Yu saw this, smiled and gathered up again, "don't be stingy, Xiaoyan. I promise to talk to you seriously right now."

Then he stretched out his hand and gently pulled her sleeve.

"Really?" Mo Xi Yan looked at him suspiciously, saw him nod seriously, and then recovered.

"Very good. If you still laugh with me, I'll call you dead."

Mo Xiyan waved his little fist to show his threat.

Murong Yu smiled in his heart. He just felt that Mo Xiyan had no deterrent, but he was also well behaved. Of course, he knew that he must not laugh at this time, otherwise the little woman would find herself desperately.

For the sake of his life in the second half of his life, the seventh Lord decided to bear it.

After he pressed down his smile, he said, "what Xiao Yanyan said is what I will obey."

"Well, good." Mo Xiyan raised his hand and gently patted Murong Yu's head, and then turned around, "so what should I do now? I really don't know about this circle. You know that I was in Beijing before. Where am I free to contact these."

Murong Yu was worried and regretted that he didn't cooperate just now.

Because he remembered at this time that Mo Xiyan had never been welcomed by the prime minister. He had never attended the banquet of his family. The only time was when he met him for the second time.

No wonder she wants to discuss with him, not only to get his help, but also to understand this circle.

As for why to understand, Murong Yu thought it should be because of himself.

This little woman is about to become her own wife. She will certainly bring her to those banquets in the future. She's afraid she doesn't want to embarrass him, so she wants to know better in advance?

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I can know it from others."

Mo Xiyan saw that Murong Yu just looked at her and didn't speak. At that moment, he thought this guy was still playing with himself. At that moment, he was unhappy again.

"No, I didn't say no. don't worry."

Murong Yu immediately returned to his mind because of Mo Xiyan's words. When he pulled down her hand, he hurriedly said, "if you want to know Mingcheng, let's start with him first."

Mo Xiyan nodded and motioned him to speak quickly.

Murong reasoned and began to talk to her about the Duke of the state of Qin and Mingcheng.

He said that Mingcheng was the sixth childe born to Aunt Wang of the Duke's big house of the state of Qin. He was a concubine. We all know this.

Although he was a concubine, he was the top baby in the big room, because he was also the only son.

He has three sisters at the top and two sisters at the bottom, but he doesn't have brothers. That's why the Qin family is spoiled by lawlessness.

In addition, he was the eldest son of his grandchildren. Naturally, he also got the eyes of the old lady, so he became more and more out of tune.

Of course, it's normal for men to be lecherous.

Therefore, both the uncle and the old lady of the Qin family turned a blind eye.

The way they handled it was to carry it into the door and be an aunt.

Of course, that's all.

As for why Mingcheng married Miss Mo Liu, Murong Yu didn't know at this time, so he told Mo Xiyan that he immediately asked someone to check it, and then told her.

"Well, go and check it quickly. You'll enter the palace the day after tomorrow. There's not enough time."

Mo Xiyan is in a hurry.

Since she has responded to others, she always has to try to do it.

"Don't worry, you can rest assured when I handle affairs."

Murong Yu raised his hand and gently scraped her nose. He kept warm with her for a while before leaving. Then he ordered to go down and find out what had happened.

Sure enough, the efficiency is high.

The next afternoon, Murong Yu inquired about the matter and told Mo Xiyan.

People in the state of Qin also know a little about why Mingcheng married Miss Mo jialiu.

All they knew was that the sixth childe came home one day and shouted to get a wife. He was still the sixth miss of the prime minister's house.

Of course, the uncle of the Qin family refused, because although his son is a concubine, he is at least a young master in the government of the state of Qin. He has more confidence than Mo Zhen, the prime minister born in white.

Therefore, if the prime minister's direct daughter is willing, the concubine will definitely not allow it.

But I don't know which tendon Mingcheng got wrong. He really carried it with Qin Jiada.

He also said that if he could not marry Miss Mo Liu, he would become a monk himself.

Mrs. Ming was really worried. She immediately called Mingcheng to her and asked her carefully.

Mingcheng only thought that Miss Mo Liu was beautiful and gentle. He fell in love with her at a glance and just wanted to marry her.

As for the others, he said nothing more.

Mrs. Ming naturally agreed and immediately asked Uncle Qin to ask for a marriage.

It was a natural thing to do.

Mingcheng didn't have much fun after he knew it. Instead, he took a group of friends for an outing as usual.

Who knows, in the temple, he actually took a fancy to Miss Mo jialiu, and touched her wing room at night, planning to become a good thing.

Of course, at this time, he didn't know that his new girl was his fiancee.

Hearing this, Mo Xiyan was a little confused.

"So, Mingcheng hasn't seen Mo Xiyao. Why did he want to marry with all his heart?"

Murong Yu shook his head lightly. "It's really strange to say this. I didn't find anything. I only know that a maid died in Mingcheng's hand that night, so Miss Mo Liu began to refuse to marry. But you know that neither the prime minister nor Mrs. Mo would agree."

"It's really strange, but no matter what he means, I always want to protect my sixth sister."

Mo Xiyan said, slightly frowning, "it shows that the family has been out of the queen. Now there are still dignitaries in the palace?"

Murong Yu nodded. "It's true. Mingcheng's aunt is the emperor's Ming concubine right now."

"Is she favored?" Mo Xiyan asked again.

"I was spoiled earlier, but now it's just yesterday's yellow flower." Murong Yu told me truthfully.

"In that case, she can't stir up any waves."

Mo Xi Yan lowered his head and thought carefully, "so we can let go."

"Ah, this is not what Xiao Yanyan should do. Why did he drag me in?"

Murong Yu shouted deliberately.

"Lord, what else do you and I share?"

Mo Xi Yan blinked, and his charming eyes were thrown to Murong Yu.

Where has he seen such amorous feelings? Mo Xiyan.

I just feel that my soul will be hooked by her eyes. Where else can I think of?

Then he hugged her and kissed her hard. As for the others, what is that? How important is it to have his own wife?

So at the Palace Banquet the day after tomorrow, Murong Yu could only drive ducks and let the shelf get on the boat of Mo Xiyan for him to drive.

Two days passed quickly.

Mo Xiyan called Mo Xiyao into the house early and asked her to enter the palace with herself.

The prime minister naturally agrees.

After all, if Mo Xiyao is close to Mo Xiyan, it is also a good thing for him.

As for him, he did not completely lose the line of the seventh prince.

On the way to the palace, Miss Mo Liu asked Mo Xiyan urgently.

"Sister, how's the matter with the sixth young master of Ming Dynasty?"

She lowered her head and twisted her veil, nervous and afraid.

"This matter needs your cooperation."

Mo Xiyan didn't talk nonsense with her, but directly told Mo Xiyao the plan discussed with Murong Yu.

After listening to this, Mo Xiyao asked timidly, "is this really feasible? If it's bad, if it fails..."

She always feels wrong.

Although the plan sounds perfect and feasible, it is a palace or a palace banquet. If it is done, it will naturally be abandoned by the emperor, but if it is defeated, isn't it her?

Mo Xiyan also knows her concerns, but seeing her like this, she doesn't like it in the end.

"If you want to be afraid, it's just that I may not be able to help you."

What she said was actually angry.

Mo Xiyao certainly heard it.

"Sister, I don't mean that. You can't ignore me."