Lan'er was shocked when he heard the news. He looked up and saw Murong Yu coming.

When he came to the front, Lan'er knelt down and saluted, "see the Lord.".

"HMM." Murong Yu passed her directly and pushed the door in.

The whole process is only a few seconds, but Lan'er has a cold sweat.

The Lord is so terrible. It's better to be less close in the future.

This is Laner's only heart at this moment.

Inside, Mo Xiyan was writing at his desk. He looked very serious.

Murong Yu stood aside and looked for a while. He found that Mo Xiyan didn't notice that he came in. He couldn't help sighing. He walked forward and asked, "what are you writing?"

"Marketing plan." Mo Xiyan didn't lift his head and didn't stop his movements, which made Murong Yu more curious.

"Marketing plan?" he went to the case with doubts.

"Shh, don't talk much. I'll tell you when I finish writing." Mo Xiyan raised his eyes and stared at him, then lowered his head again and continued to write seriously.

Seeing that Mo Xiyan was so serious, Murong Yu stopped talking seriously and looked down at the marketing plan to make the little woman so serious?

When I first saw it, I just looked at it with curiosity.

Then, after looking at two lines, Murong Yu's eyes immediately became serious.

He looked and exclaimed.

These schemes are really powerful. They not only take into account all aspects that may affect the income, but also take relative measures.

Not only that, there is a publicity file here. Looking at the publicity plan above, Murong Yu can only praise that this woman is really a traitor.

However, the so-called no rape, no business, she can really become a successful businessman.

Murong Yu will not oppose Mo Xiyan's business.

Even if the merchant's status is lower and ridiculed, he doesn't care.

What's more, he felt that Ouyang Zhan's position as an imperial merchant would change sooner or later.

Of course, what he wants to see more is that Mo Xiyan cooperates with Ouyang Zhan.

After all, one of them is his wife to be and the other is a close friend.

If it's true, he must be tangled.

"OK." Mo Xiyan threw his pen excitedly and pointed to the plan, "Murong Yu, look, is there a problem?"

"No problem." Murong Yu didn't think about it and replied directly, "if Ouyang sees your plans, he will definitely buy them at a high price."

"You didn't even see it, so you just said that? Is it a loss?"

Mo Xi Yan glanced at the man and felt empty when he said.

Although she is also very confident.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't know herself.

Ouyang Zhan is an imperial merchant and a family.

No matter how hard she is, she can't get into his eyes?

"Why don't you believe me?" Murong Yu supported the table with both hands and leaned towards Mo Xiyan at the other end of the table. "If you don't believe me, I'll take this plan to find Ouyang and see his reaction. How about it?"

"No." Mo Xiyan stared at Murong Yu and exclaimed, quickly put the scheme into the brocade bag.

"This is my hard work. How can I show it to others?" she hung the brocade bag on her belt, then whirled to the soft couch and poured water for herself.

"So it's like believing in the king's vision?"

Murong Yu followed and sat opposite her.

"Yes, yes, yes." Mo Xiyan perfunctorily took a sip of water and said, "Murong Yu, I seem to remember that you still owe me money, don't you?"

Murong Yu's eyebrows jumped and meditated. Then he remembered that there was such a thing.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Are you asking for an account now?"

Don't cherish Yan's face, "why don't you want to give it?"

"I can't give it." Murong Yu sighed softly.

Mo Xiyan felt that he had heard the funniest joke in the world. At that moment, he sneered, "ha, the seven kings can't give a mere five thousand liang?"

Murong Yu continued to sigh and said with a sad face, "Xi Yan, you forgot that all the king's property is in your hand. How do you want me to give it?"

Mo Xiyan was stunned and tilted his head. "It seems that there is such a thing."

So, she hasn't taken care of his Chuang Tzu shop or anything?

Well, she's too derelict!

"Remember?" Murong Yu's eyes were narrow. "So, the king gave you all his property. You didn't even look at it?"

"It's all yours. I don't mean to see it. After all, we're not related."

Don't cherish Yan's embarrassed face and dry way.

"Neither relatives nor friends?" Murong Yu was unhappy.

"Yes, we haven't got married yet."

Don't cherish Yan's words. Halfway through, she suddenly felt cold and looked at the man, but found that he was looking at herself with Yin pity eyes, which made her hair in her heart.

"In that case, it is really the king's fault."

Murong leaned over, his right hand supported on the low in the middle of the soft couch, his left hand clasped Mo Xiyan's right hand and pulled fiercely, "so Xiyan, are you urging the king to marry through this?"

He deliberately lowered his voice, and the warm breath sprayed on her ear socket, which made her tremble all over.

"No, no, i..."

"Shh, don't say any more. I understand it."

Mo Xiyan wanted to explain, but before he finished, his lips were held by Murong Yu's index finger.

The atmosphere at this time is more ambiguous than before, which makes Mo Xi Yan always have the illusion of being burned.

Her heart was trembling and she instinctively wanted to escape, but Murong Yu's strength made her unavoidable.

"Don't worry, I will go to the Imperial Palace tomorrow and ask the Imperial Palace about the latest auspicious day. When it is determined, I will ask my mother to advance our marriage."

Every time Murong Yu said a word, his lips moved a minute. When he finished, his lips were just pasted with Mo Xiyan's.

Then there was a kind of ear grinding sideburns, which made her dizzy and forget what night it was.

When she woke up from her dizzy state, the lights were already on and the willow shoots were on the moon.

Murong Yu directly asked the kitchen to bring the dinner into the house, and the two had dinner together harmoniously.

Because of the ambiguous atmosphere before.

So Mo Xi Yan didn't speak.

Obviously, he wanted to tell Murong Yu that he was angry.

Murong Yu, who had stolen the fishy smell, now only felt comfortable, and naturally he was in a particularly good mood.

Seeing Mo Xiyan so, he comforted him at once.

This comfort made Mo Xiyan think of the reason why she came to Murong Yu.

So she immediately put down her chopsticks and asked seriously, "by the way, Murong Yu, what if I accidentally offended the Duke of Qin?"