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Most of the red fruits grow in Erdan. Although the rest of them are not banned from use, they can't be changed into money or used as medicine. They even affect the people who transport them. Almost no one will plant them at a loss.

The land of canglan is not suitable for the growth of red fruits, but the size of these red fruits is almost the same as those in Erdan.

The ghost frowned and put the red fruits in another box: "red fruits are not good things. If people know something in the good tea house, they may not be able to do business in the future."

Duan Chengxuan closes the door of Gu Mingyan: "take this red fruit to Zhang Liangshan."

After that, Duan Chengxuan told all about the funeral and asked Mo San to wake up Yuzhi. "I want to go there. Gu Mingyan was very young, but my sister must know the flaws."

Duan Chengxuan told his men to take her and Yuhong with them. He also told them to be careful.

Mo San raises eyebrows: "when does the whole Tianyan city become so weird?"

"It's just hidden deeper." Duan Chengxuan slowed down and walked out: "these days, we need to deal with the diplomatic relations between the two countries. Don't let her run around, it's my order."

The ghost knows the current affairs and makes way. Duan Chengxuan comes and goes in a hurry. He hardly has a good face for people other than Gu Mingyan. Mo sighs: "when I saw him, he was not as gentle as he is today."

"There's no business for us. The cook should have left us some food." The ghost also took a sigh of relief, took off the face towel and put it aside. Mo San nodded and looked out of the window at the slightly bright sky and asked him, "if the red fruit can be profitable, is it true that only the good tea house has taken all the risks alone?"

The ghost elbowed her in the arm: "I'll tell her when she wakes up. Now let's go to dinner first."

Mo San couldn't help turning his eyes, but he went to the kitchen with him.

After several people left, Gu Mingyan's door was reopened, and Gu Mingyan stuck out half his head. He carefully followed the ghost not far behind. Without two steps, he was grabbed by Mo San in front and pulled her in by her collar: "you didn't sleep?"

"Wake up when you put me down." Gu Mingyan obediently follows Mo San's movements and moves forward a few steps, rubbing his stomach: "I'm hungry."

The ghost took a suspicious look at her and pulled her from Mo San's side: "you are afraid to hear what's missing, and then you don't want to let the Lord know."

Gu Mingyan glanced at him and said, "I think he's too much in charge."

"You did it too much." The ghost looked at her seriously.

When the two quarreled, Mo San pulled them apart first, asked for three bowls of noodles from the kitchen aunt, Gu Mingyan asked for a drawer of small cages and bags, and repeated the event of the mass grave, saying: "the ring of immortality is the toxic red fruit after decay. They may choose to raise it to keep it fresh, rather than deliver it directly."

"What's the difference?" Don't ask three questions.

"To prove that what they need is not rotten red fruit, or that they are afraid of rotten red fruit causing trouble. Only when they know whether they are the former or the latter, can they identify their purpose." Gu Mingyan takes a big mouthful of egg noodles and knows that the kitchen lady has gone out to deliver the rice. Mo San and the ghost also confirm that there is no one around, so they continue to open their mouth: "if they need to have no rotten red fruit, the effect is not good and the cost is too high, then they may be waiting for time."

"What if they're just afraid of exposure?" Mo San's appetite was also lifted.

"One is that there is no way to preserve it. The other is that his power is not enough to support him to deliver things to Tianyan City safely without being found. However, few people recognize the seedlings of red fruit, so they are very safe." Gu Mingyan finished the last mouthful of egg noodles and took the small cage bag in front of him.

The ghost took the last bite, pushed the bowl of noodles in front of Mo San's eyes, motioned to her to listen while eating, and asked, "but these are all things happened around the third prince. The red fruits that don't need to rot may be bigger."

"How can you guarantee that the third prince is not with the emperor?" Gu Mingyan couldn't help but pick up his eyebrows, pick up a small cage and put it in his mouth. Eating it, he said: "if the emperor's purpose is to let Duan Chengxuan inherit the throne, and then bring down the vicissitudes to revenge him, or to let him taste the feeling of losing his love, or just don't want to be an emperor, but only trust his younger brother. If it is the first two, there is no conflict with the interests of the third prince. "

If it was Gu Mingyan, maybe he would hesitate.

But now her understanding of the third prince is limited to the days when she lived together day and night, so she has no trust.

The ghost looked at her: "do you still eat?"

"No more." Gu mingyanmianlu embarrassingly tucks the last small cage into his mouth and raises his eyebrows: "is there any red fruit? It must be different to be able to grow in Erdan. "

The ghost stopped Mo San from taking things out under the table and shook his head: "eat or sleep."

Gu Mingyan's mouth was shriveled and shriveled, but he didn't dare to contradict. After all, the ghost didn't dare to really do anything to her, but Duan Chengxuan didn't know when he would hold her and let people look at her. He didn't listen to her at all.

She can't, of course.

Go back to the room and finally sleep.

Mo San, who is next door, is very puzzled: "I still have some left here. You said you would keep them for her. Why not?"

"As long as the Lord is trustworthy, I will not let her take any more risks." Ghost calmly face sitting in the opposite side of Mo San, full of helplessness: "I really see her as my sister."

Mo San sighed heavily and put the red fruit back in the box.

"Let's go to bed first. I'll stay here. The third prince appeared yesterday. Today, Lord Mo should be very busy." Ghost pointed to the bed beside him, Mo San thought about it, nodded and put the long knife beside the bed, climbed to bed and slept with his clothes.

Just sleep a good sleep, Jing Wang Xinchong is Yanjiang jade woman's things also follow.

In the middle of the day, Duan Chengxuan was reading the memorial with fatigue. Several old ministers in front of him were hesitating and could not speak. Duan Chengxuan was also impatient: "Your Excellency, speak directly."

Several old ministers looked at each other and finally someone came out: "I think it's inappropriate that your Highness Prince Jing is too close to Yanjiang jade family, even if that girl Yuqing is the same..."

"Who do you want? When is it related to the state affairs?" Duan Chengxuan smashed the memorial on the desk with a snap, and his eyes fell on Dongfang's: "compared with this, how about the investigation of the birthday of Dongfang adults?"

"His highness, the murderer He's dead in prison. " Dongfang said and choked: "today, I came here to ask his Highness Prince Jing to make a decision for my father!"