Chapter 753

"Master, don't sell off any more. How can you save Yan Yan?"

Murong Yu is already in a hurry, but Qianshui is still there, and the old God is there.

If this was not his own master, or the only one who had a way to relieve the poison on Mo Xiyan, he might have pushed him away and beat him, so as to avenge his Xiyan.

"Just because of your hostility, I think I should reconsider your marriage with Ranran."

Qianshui took a panoramic view of the anger in Murong Yu's eyes, but he was not angry either. He just dropped a sentence calmly, "well, now it's good to see that Yuanhao. At least he has loved him for nearly ten thousand years. However, in terms of the persistence of this feeling, I think it's him..." master, apprentice is wrong. "Murong Yu fell on his knees with a slap, knocked his head three times and made a sincere apology.

Although he also knew that Qianshui deliberately found fault, in the final analysis, according to the master's character of protecting his weaknesses, he would not embarrass his disciples.

Of course, he dared to gamble before. Now, what capital does he gamble with?

If he loses, won't he lose his face?

No, absolutely not.

Just thinking about it, his heart hurts badly.

Let alone face the reality, such a more cruel fact.

So he would rather admit his mistake.

Although he didn't feel wrong.

But the master said he was wrong, so he was wrong.

It's better than that your Yan was given to Yuan Hao by the master.

Qianshui saw that his proud disciple bowed his head in such a humble way for the first time.

Well, children can be taught.

This apprentice has not received in vain.

However, this method is so easy to use. Should it be carried forward in the future?

"Master?" Murong Yu saw that Qianshui didn't make a sound, but looked at him with his eyes down. He couldn't help but panic, so he opened his mouth and called again.

"HMM." Qianshui nodded and calmly answered, "OK, you don't have to look like this in front of the teacher."

"But master Yan Yan..."

"Yan Yan is an individual, an independent person. She will follow whoever she wants. People around her, including you and Yuan Hao, have no right to influence her decision."

Qianshui slightly tilted his head and looked at Murong Yu and said, "do you understand what this means?"

"Understand." Murong Yu nodded heavily.

How can I not understand.

This shows that the master is helping him.

No one knows better than Yan Yan who lives in his heart now.

Therefore, the master has made his position very clear.

But he still doubted the master there. He was a fool.

"All right, please hurry up and send someone to prepare wedding clothes, red candles, red silk, good daughter Hong and two red wine glasses with joy."

Qianshui didn't want to see Murong Yu's silly appearance any more. He directly raised his hand and waved it gently, and threw the eye-catching apprentice out of the door.

Murong Yu was suddenly dumped, and the whole person was a little dizzy.

It took a long time to get up.

He thought for a moment about what the master had just asked him to prepare. The recollection immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Great."

Murong Yu hurried to find steward Zeng and asked him to take people to the library to get these things. If he didn't have them, he would buy them.

Then he told everyone in the house that the family was very happy. Each servant would be rewarded with ten liang of silver. There would be a wedding banquet tomorrow, which everyone should know.

"Wang, Lord, are you going to marry the princess?" steward Zeng was stunned. He hasn't been notified yet. How can the Lord marry himself like this?

It would have been fine if the emperor had been there before.

But now, what if the new emperor knows and gets angry with the Lord?

It's a great sin to bully the king?

Murong Yu saw the tangled face of steward Zeng, which was like a big chrysanthemum, and immediately understood where he wanted to go.

"Don't worry, it's just that the king's master came, and he rarely came here. He just presided over a wedding for the king and Yan Yan. It's just a simple ceremony."

When he said this, his eyes were stained with joy, his mouth was hung with joy, and his body was still emitting pink bubbles.

"What's the difference?" housekeeper Zeng didn't understand.

Murong Yu shook his head lightly, "you still don't understand?"

Housekeeper Zeng was very honest and said he really didn't understand.

The man looked at him and smiled, "look, does the king have a banquet?"

Housekeeper Zeng shook his head.

"Can I invite all my friends?" Murong asked again.

Housekeeper Zeng shook his head again. "You just said to have a wedding banquet... But you really don't invite any guests?"

"Yes, only the people in the royal palace will attend, so you can understand?" Murong Yu explained to him.

Speaking of this, if steward Zeng still doesn't understand, he can really withdraw.

"Yes, I understand. I'll do it now."

Finish saying, throw down this sentence, turn around and leave quickly.

Murong Yu chuckled, turned back to his courtyard and began to change all the bedding, curtains and things in the house.

Then he stared at them and turned the room into a red ocean. Then he nodded and left with satisfaction.

At this time, steward Zeng had taken the list of things to be prepared and sent it to Murong Yu.

Murong Yu glanced and found that there was no problem, so he waved his hand, "it's accurate."

Housekeeper Zeng took the list and threw himself into the intense work again.

In order to complete as much as possible, all the servants in the whole palace were mobilized.

The women were busy embroidering wedding dresses for their princesses.

The man was busy replacing all the old decorations, as well as some unsuitable places in the house, as well as the hall and other places to clean and dress up.

Because steward Zeng asked to be clean and tidy, hung with red silk and red lanterns. If it's not enough, ask him again.

There is also the kitchen. This evening, we will sort out a batch of peanuts and send them to Murong Yu's room.

I discussed with the kitchen manager how to arrange the banquet.

It is rare that their opinions are very consistent.

At the Lord's banquet, they all felt that they could not do a big job, so they could not prevent them from doing a good job of dishes, and all snacks and cakes were made to the extreme.

As for the mansion, the more beautiful, the better, and the more red, the better.

The prince of their family is about to be twenty-five. If he doesn't work hard, he doesn't know whether he can hold the child at thirty.

I'm really worried about them servants.

When steward Zeng was busy becoming a big top, Murong Yu had returned to Yuejiao hospital and Mo Xiyan's room.

When he came in, Qianshui was keeping his eyes closed.

Mo Xiyan lay quietly in bed. He seemed to have solved the medicine. He looked like he was just sleeping