Chang'an Avenue is still a bustling scene, and the cries on the street are endless.

The Yixing Liquor Shop at the end of Lin'an Street can be said to be like a market, like a day, and the number of people who come to buy wine is countless.

After receiving the news that Liu Shu had returned to Chang'an, Shen Qingyu found an excuse to support Tang'er, and then went out of Mofu.

"Miss, according to the subordinates, it is a feasible strategy to sell the flower wine from our winery to Jingzhou. ”

Liu Shu said excitedly.

Shen Qingyu poured a cup of tea unhurriedly, and smiled without any objection: "Then this matter will be handed over to Uncle Liu?"

Liu Shu was stunned for a moment, and then responded with a smile.

"If the wine is not enough, then open a winery, if there are not enough people, continue to recruit people, if the silver is not enough, Uncle Liu can only withdraw it, no need to ask Miss Ben, as for any trouble, you can tell Miss Ben. She took a sip of tea and said word by word.

As soon as these words came out, Liu Shu seemed to have taken a reassuring pill, and looked at her with a moving face, her eyes were faintly moist, and the young lady actually valued herself so much.

"The subordinates will definitely live up to the expectations of the young lady. ”

Putting down the cup, she stood up and patted Liu Shu's shoulder with a smile.

The meaning is self-evident.

Mo House, the main courtyard.

Old Madam Mo leaned on the Luohan bed with her head propped up, her half-squinted eyes fell on Mo Qingning's body, and there was a bit of kindness on her deep-lined face.

Mo Qingning sat on the low stool, pinching Mrs. Mo's legs eagerly, and her mouth was full of witty words, which made Mrs. Mo chuckle from time to time.

At that time, a girl in green walked in with a food cup.

"Miss. ”

Hearing the sound, Mo Qingning's subordinates stopped their movements and turned to look at Ling'er who was holding the food cup.

"Bring it here. ”

Ling'er answered, and went to her.

When he opened the food cup, a strong fragrance immediately came to his nose, and Mo Qingning took a porcelain spoon and put some in the bowl.

She blew the hot air obediently, and then smiled gently in front of Mrs. Mo.

"Grandmother, try it, this is something my granddaughter told the kitchen to make for you. ”

Old Madam Mo smiled lovingly: "Ning'er has a heart." ”

She smiled and shook her head: "Filial piety to grandmother, this is what Ning'er should do." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Mo felt comfortable and satisfied in her heart.

"Mama Gui. ”

Mama Gui, who was waiting on the side, bowed her head slightly and responded.

"Five days later, there will be a hundred flowers banquet, and you can put some clothes for Ning'er in these two days. ”

"Yes. ”

Mo Qingning looked at Mrs. Mo with a radiant look, and said coquettishly: "It's still grandmother who loves Ning'er." ”

Old Madam Mo chuckled lightly, her eyebrows were kind, and she was full of love.

Mo Qingning watched the bird's nest in the food cup being eaten, and after talking to Mrs. Mo for a while, he left the main courtyard.

"Have you done everything you were told to do?"

Ling'er's body stiffened slightly, and she replied, "Miss, don't worry." ”

Looking straight ahead, the corners of Mo Qingning's mouth gradually formed a strange arc.

Tang'er, who returned to Yunyan Pavilion with a food plate, glanced around, and tentatively called a few misses.

The only thing that could respond to her was the empty room.

Putting the food plate on the table, she turned around and closed the door, and walked quickly to the bed where Shen Qingyu usually rested.

Looking at the door with a nervous face, she swallowed her saliva, she fumbled for something from her sleeve, but the door was suddenly pushed open.

Tang'er suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stuffed the things under her hand into her sleeves.

"Tang'er, what are you doing?" Shen Qingyu half-squinted, looking at the straight back.

Tang'er secretly took a deep breath, turned around, looked directly at the eyes that seemed to be able to see through people at a glance, and pretended to smile calmly.

"The slave saw a mouse rushing from this side to that side, and she was about to catch it, but the young lady scared the mouse away. ”

As he spoke, he pointed his finger as if it had just happened.

"Really?" She looked at Tang'er, whose face was slightly pale, with a smile instead of a smile.

Those eyes were clearly full of smiles, but they made people feel an unprecedented coldness, which seemed to penetrate people's hearts, making people feel at a loss for fear.

Tang'er lowered her eyes slightly, and said firmly: "The slave doesn't dare to deceive the young lady." ”

The voice fell, and the inner room fell silent.

Shen Qingyu looked at her without saying a word, and her beautiful face sank a little at some point.

The more she didn't speak, the more the silent silence made Tang'er's scalp tingle, like a boiled frog in warm water, which made people feel so worried.

Finally, Tang'er couldn't help but call: "Little ...... Miss. ”

"Tang'er, what do you think of Luo's mother and daughter?" she asked casually as if she hadn't heard it.

Tang'er snorted suspiciously, and looked at her in a daze.

Taking Tang'er's expression into her eyes, the coldness between her eyebrows continued to rise, and she smiled sullenly: "It's nothing." ”

Walking to the table in three or two steps, she pulled out the chair unhurriedly, and her eyes fell on the food plate on the table.

"Tang'er, Miss Ben is thirsty, go make hot tea. ”

Thinking back, Tang'er spat out with palpitations, and hurriedly answered yes.

Shen Qingyu was the only one left in this room, she glanced out of the room with a cold expression, and the corners of her mouth opened a sneering arc.

Shimizu Pavilion.

The woman in the shade of the tree was intently fiddling with the needle and thread under her hand, her embroidery was excellent, and she saw that half of the butterfly on the white but good cloth was embroidered vividly, as if it would fly out at any moment.

The girl who hurriedly walked into the courtyard with a food plate called Miss, and then approached Mo Qingying and whispered a few words.

I don't know what the girl said, but I saw a slight smile of unknown meaning on Mo Qingying's face.

"Miss, look ......"

Mo Qingying slowly put down the needle and thread in her hand, and interrupted Lu'er with a chuckle: "The Hundred Flowers Banquet is coming, now Miss Ben just wants to prepare well, as for the rest, we just need to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight." ”

"There is one more thing, the slave maid wants to report to the young lady. ”

"What?"

At this time, it was not difficult to see the happy color between Mo Qingying's eyebrows, obviously she was in a good mood.

"The slave maid also heard it from the sisters who were on an errand in the Ningguang Pavilion, saying that the young master of the table was coming to Mofu tomorrow. ”

"Come on, what's the fuss?" Mo Qingying sneered disappreciatively. But after thinking about it, she suddenly realized something, and her face became ugly for a while.

Now that they are all at the age of marriage, Mo Nian is the eldest daughter at the beginning, and with her father's support, she categorically can't allow Luo to be in charge, and Mo Qingning is even more impossible, so what does Luo want to do?

Could it be...............

She clasped her palms tightly, and her little face was faintly pale.

"Lu'er prepares the horse, Miss Ben is going out. ”

Her face was not very good-looking, and she felt a little like a heavy rain was coming, Lu'er was frightened, she didn't dare to delay, put down the food plate in her hand, hurriedly responded, and then hurried out of the yard.

The carriage of the Mo Mansion was torn and turned to the back door of the Prince's Mansion on East Street.

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