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When Mu Nian'an fainted, all the ghost boys around him felt extremely guilty.

How could they be so prejudiced against such a weak and charming Liu Fufeng?

Immediately, the noble gentlemen began to speak for Mu Nian'an and accused Cheng Muxue and Mu Hanjiao.

"Are you going too far? How can you be so insulting?"

"Yes! They keep saying that this Miss Mu bullies Miss Mu Liu, but isn't it still Miss Mu Liu who is in the Dingbei Hou Mansion now?"

"Don't make excuses with that dowry. I've heard about the dowry. The Dingbei Hou Mansion has already spent it all on its own, leaving only a drop in the bucket for Miss Mu."

"Miss Cheng and Miss Mu Liu are both women, so don't be too harsh on this Miss Mu, right?"

Everyone was yelling at Mu Hanjiao and Cheng Muxue, and Cheng Muxue was so angry that she could hardly breathe.

Mu Hanjiao was also wiping her tears pitifully. She wanted to explain but couldn't get a word in. She felt extremely depressed.

On the other hand, Mo Qinghan's eyes were full of helplessness at this moment.

Especially, the girl's evil little hands were gently poking his lower back, which made him feel itchy.

How could Mo Qinghan not know that this was envoy Mu Nian'an's trick, and ask him to cooperate with the performance?

Although her heart was spinning a thousand times, Mo Qinghan still cooperated and played out the whole drama. He quickly asked someone to call the doctor. He held the man in his arms and ordered Po Jun to push his wheelchair.

Left and went.

The two of them had just arrived in the backyard. When Mo Qinghan saw no one around, Po Jun stopped. Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the fragile and boneless girl nestled in his arms, and sighed:

"Miss Mu, there is no one left."

As soon as Mo Qinghan finished speaking, the girl in his arms suddenly opened her eyes, and those eyes with a hint of mist in them directly met Mo Qinghan's gaze.

Mu Nian'an blinked twice, then laughed, stood up from Mo Qinghan's arms, and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry for bothering you, Your Majesty. I'm asking you to follow me and fool people again."

Although Mu Nian'an didn't look at Mu Hanjiao carefully just now, he could still imagine how ugly Mu Hanjiao and the others would look!

What does it mean to go the way of green tea and leave green tea with nowhere to go?

Why are you pretending to be weak when you have to leave her alone? Why are you pretending to be a good person?

She has lived in the apocalypse for many years, but has eaten a lot of green tea!

After all, in the apocalypse, if a woman has no ability, she can only be reduced to a being being traded!

Therefore, in order to survive, many women will naturally do whatever they can to please the strong.

And every powerful person has many partners around him. In order to obtain better resources, these partners will show off their magical powers.

As for her... she was influenced by what she saw and heard... Naturally, she watched a lot, and she learned and applied it!

Only then did Mo Qinghan see what Mu Nianan was wearing, and his eyes flashed slightly.

On weekdays, Mu Nian'an always wears men's clothes or clothes that are easy to move out of for convenience. This is the first time I see Mu Nian'an dressed like this.

No wonder the eyes of the men outside were straightened just now. With such a charming appearance, how could he not be enchanted?

If she is willing, I am afraid that all the young men from aristocratic families outside will become her subordinates.

Even if the most beautiful woman in the capital is in front of Mu Nian'an, her limelight will probably be overshadowed.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"

Mu Nian'an read there for a long time, but found that Mo Qinghan didn't seem to listen at all. He was sitting in a wheelchair in a daze. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Mo Qinghan.

Mo Qinghan came back to his senses, looked at the slender white wrist, quickly turned his face away, suppressed the urge in his heart to grab it and press the red mark, coughed and said:

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now. What was Miss Mu talking about?"

Although Mu Nian'an didn't know how Mo Qinghan could be so distracted, he didn't pay too much attention and said with a smile:

"I mean, the prince is really helpful. I will pay for the banquet this time."

In fact, Mu Nian'an also gave Mo Qinghan a few carts of vegetables with the attitude of giving it a try, and also wrote a letter asking Mo Qinghan to help set up a game.

Just like Shen Qingqing said, winter vegetables are not cheap and ordinary people cannot afford them, so they can only buy them from wealthy families.

But they were new here and not familiar with it, so it was obviously difficult for them to get this reputation out.

But Mo Qinghan is different. He is the prince of Huai'an, and the people he knows are all relatives of the emperor and ministers who care about life.

If we hold a banquet at his house, a lot of people will definitely come!

And these people are all her potential users!

Originally, Mu Nian'an was afraid that Mo Qinghan would find this troublesome and would not agree, but he did not expect that Mo Qinghan was such a good friend that he agreed without saying a word.

The more Mu Nian'an looked at Mo Qinghan, the more satisfied he became. He even had the urge to introduce a good girl to him as his wife.

"Miss Mu, you're welcome. It's just a simple task. There's no need to talk about money."

Naturally, it was impossible for Mo Qinghan to accept Mu Nianan's money, so he refused on the spot.

Of course, Mo Qinghan refused, and Mu Nian'an certainly couldn't be less enthusiastic. After thinking about it, he immediately said:

"That's fine! We are friends, so I won't be polite to you anymore. I will definitely give you a gift in return someday."

"Well..." When Mo Qinghan heard the return gift, he thought of the Liuwei Dihuang Pills that Mu Nian'an gave him last time, and his forehead was covered with black lines. This gift... he might as well not return it.

"Oh, by the way, where is Qingqing? I just asked her to put the dishes in the kitchen first. Where is this person?"

Mu Nian'an suddenly thought of Shen Qingqing and couldn't help but ask.

"Pojun, have you seen Miss Shen?"

"Miss Shen? I just asked someone to take Miss Shen to the back kitchen. She should still be in the back kitchen, right?"

In the kitchen at this moment.

Shen Qingqing was angrily pulling Yun Qianxun's ears, kicking him directly in the abdomen, and yelling:

"You scoundrel! Who do you want to take advantage of? You are so unclean. Believe it or not, I will let An An beat you to death!!"

Yun Qianxun was beaten by Shen Qingqing until he screamed. He quickly pushed Shen Qingqing away, took a few steps back, straightened his messy hair and said:

"You, you're such a hot little cook! I don't have any other intentions, but I just want you to be a concubine with thirty-six rooms in my house. If you don't want to, why don't you do it?

What."

"Bah! Thirty-six rooms for a concubine? You look like a skinny monkey, can you withstand it? I'm afraid you will die on a woman's belly sooner or later! You still want me to be your concubine? What are you thinking?

What? How about I go directly to your funeral?"

Shen Qingqing cursed angrily, but showed no mercy.

She had just put away the food and wanted to leave, when she was targeted by this scoundrel, who was pestering her with crazy words, saying that the prince was not good enough to let her go with him and so on.

Crazy?

Yun Qianxun was stunned by Shen Qingqing's scolding. He couldn't help but wonder, was there something wrong with Mo Qinghan's eyes? Was he actually attracted to such a shrewd thing?