"Are you done with everything? Are you going to take me to see the queen?" Mu Zhiyun poured a cup of tea for Su Ningxin and pushed it in front of her. He spread it out on the couch and looked completely different from the first time. Meet the feeling of making tea smoothly.
[You pay for my cold and beautiful lady, you pay for it!]Su Ningxin roared with sadness in her heart.
However, Su Ningxin still had to keep her smile on her face, so she couldn't make up her mind first, "I guess it will take a while. I've encountered something recently and I really can't leave."
Mu Zhiyun looked at Su Ningxin suspiciously, his eyes filled with distrust, "You're not trying to trick me, are you?"
"How is that possible? You know me. I'm not that kind of person." Su Ningxin quickly defended.
"It's just because I know you that I know what kind of person you are." Mu Zhiyun rolled his eyes.
"I will take you there when I finish my work for a while, and the Queen and we have only agreed on a certain time and place. If you go early, you won't be able to see her." Su Ningxin said sincerely,
[I'm not lying. The Queen of the Month is already raising her baby comfortably at home. How can you go back to ancient times? Do you think the smog is too heavy and come here to take a breath of fresh air?]
"Okay, I believe you for once." Mu Zhiyun pouted, his cute look made Su Ningxin feel a bit cute.
Su Ningxin rubbed her hands shyly, "Do you still have enough people there? I want to find two people, please help me find them."
Mu Zhiyun did not refuse, but asked, "Who is he? Do you have an approximate range?"
Hearing that Mu Zhiyun wanted to help, Su Ningxin said bluntly, "They're not some special people, they're one of my sisters and one of my brothers. My sister's name is Su Lanxin and my brother's name is Su Jingzheng. They should both be in the capital." , he got lost because of yesterday’s rebellion.”
As Su Ning thought of something, "Do you have any pen and ink here? I'll draw their portraits for you so that you can find them easier."
Mu Zhiyun nodded in agreement, but felt that he should let Su Ningxin prepare for the worst in advance, "You also saw the situation in Rebellion City yesterday. Two children were running around in the city. You'd better Be mentally prepared.”
"Yes, I understand." Su Ning nodded in agreement.
[Not counting children, Su Lanxin is already married, but it is true that the survival rate is not high, but I will just do my best and obey fate. Whether they live or die is not something I can decide.]
"Come to my study to paint." Mu Zhiyun stood up and led Su Ningxin to her study.
Su Ningxin looked at the furnishings in the study room. How should I put it? It was very saintly. It was deserted and there was no trace of fireworks.
However, the utensils and furnishings in the study are all the best, and they look very valuable.
"The ink is pretty good." Su Ningxin commented while sharpening the ink.
But Mu Zhiyun was already lying on the soft couch in the room and playing with the Nine Links. She didn't know where she got it from, but Su Ningxin didn't even notice it.
As soon as Mu Zhiyun was moved into the study, the entire study was filled with smoke and smoke. The coolness and coldness when he first came in disappeared, making Su Ningxin suspect that it was her hallucination.
Mu Zhiyun, who was playing with the Nine Links, heard Su Ningxin's comment and said casually, "If you like it, I can give it to you. Anyway, I still have a lot of them piled up in the warehouse, and I don't usually use them."
Su Ningxin looked at the ink in her hand, then looked at Mu Zhiyun who didn't look away from Jiulian Lian, and swallowed, "Sister Zhiyun, you are really my best friend. If you become My sister-in-law, it would be better if we were a family."
Mu Zhiyun gave Su Ningxin a big eye roll, "What crazy talk are you talking about?"
Skipping this topic, Su Ningxin started to ask Mu Zhiyun why he had so many good things. Mu Zhiyun's explanation was that as a saint, as a saint of a country, her food and clothing must not be bad. Most of the time, it is better than The princess in the palace is fine.
The things she used were constantly sent to her, and the warehouse was full, and then a new warehouse was opened.
Su Ningxin was so greedy that she was drooling after listening to her words. She also tried to open a new warehouse because the warehouse could not hold it.
"How big is the warehouse? How long did it take you to keep it full?" Su Ningxin wiped away the non-existent saliva and asked indifferently.
Mu Zhiyun explained, "It must be a very big warehouse. In fact, it wasn't me who saved it, it was all saved by the previous saint..."
Then Su Ningxin realized clearly that those saints in the past were really not interested in fame and wealth, were calm-minded, and ruthless, so even though they were provided with the best of everything, they didn't care at all and threw it away if they didn't use it. In the warehouse.
Mu Zhiyun is a bit different. In front of others, she is no different from other saints. Behind the scenes, she is a crazy woman. Although she has no use for the things in the warehouse, she can take them out and sell them secretly for money.
In short, this bitch is rich.
"Sister Zhiyun." Su Ningxin smiled particularly sweetly. She had never smiled so sweetly at Chu Jihan.
"Still can't solve it," Mu Zhiyun fiddled with the nine-link chain for a while and then lost confidence. He threw the nine-link chain aside and moved closer to Su Ningxin. At this time, Su Ningxin's two paintings had been completed.
In fact, Su Ningxin's paintings were not abstract, but Su Lanxin was fine. Mainly because she thought about it, and she had forgotten what Su Jingzheng looked like. It seemed that the last time they met in her memory, he was still very young, and now he should have grown up. , so Su Ningxin could only draw one based on speculation.
Mu Zhiyun pushed Su Ningxin from the desk to the other side, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the brush, and said, "Sister, I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you a fortune."
"Can you tell fortunes?" Su Ningxin looked at her in surprise.
Mu Zhiyun's face turned red, "I know a little bit, I know a little bit."
"You know a little bit? Are you accurate?" Su Ningxin said with distrust.
"Occasionally, it's okay. Why are you wasting so much words? Even a hexagram won't make you lose any meat." Mu Zhiyun directly pulled Su Ningxin, who was hiding far away, to his side.
"How to calculate it?" Su Ningxin compromised.
"You can choose a few words, two words are fine, three words are fine, four words are fine, you can write whatever you want. After writing, I will expand these two words into a poem, and my poem will hide my love." Divination." Mu Zhiyun said proudly.
"Are you sure you don't want to show off your poetry talent?" Su Ningxin said with suspicion. She didn't want to be shown off by Mu Zhiyun.
"Hurry up, hurry up." Mu Zhiyun pushed Su Ningxin and urged.
Su Ningxin took the pen and thought for a while. She didn't have anything else to think about, so she wrote her name 'Ningxin' on the paper.
Mu Zhiyun took the piece of paper, dipped his brush in ink and began to write a poem, writing in one breath:
Yang Rui, the director of the Xuan Qu, condensed his energy,
Self-pity clears the heart of laughter,
Don't doubt that it is difficult to measure with a precious ruler.
He didn't dare to write home letters and said he would go home.
(End of chapter)