Shen Moyi regretted it a little and said to Ye Ying that he liked it......

Because now Ye Ying is like being beaten with chicken blood, and she keeps moving all kinds of things made of Xuanjing to her room every day, Shen Moyi is a little dazzled when she looks at the light that is not enough to describe the local tyrant gold all day long, and she feels that she can't sleep. Ye Fei didn't come to her room anymore, for no other reason, Ye Fei was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control her hands......

This thing is really sinful!

Of course, Shen Moyi didn't think it, especially after she received a Xuanjing night pot from Ye Ying, she didn't think this thing was valuable at all.

It's all flooded to be a night pot, is there anything valuable? I don't feel sacred.

After she said this, she was beaten by Ye Fei.

You must know how many people's dreams are Xuanjing! She actually dislikes it, it's just a beating!

Later, under Ye Fei's popular science, Shen Moyi finally knew how rich Ye Ying's small treasury was, and how extravagant this child was.

——If the Tibetan Sword Villa is a rich country, then Ye Ying is a rich and rival the Tibetan Sword Villa. No one has calculated how rich Ye Ying is, or rather, the person who calculated it has calculated half of the heart attack, and he hasn't finished it.

Shen Moyi sighed that he had married a local tyrant, and at the same time he was worried that even if a local tyrant showed off his wealth, eighty percent would not be able to bear it!

Especially, will it attract thieves if you play like this?

Shen Moyi was very worried, and got up the next day to comb his hair, and found that he had lost a lot of money.

She was even more worried.

Ye Ying didn't know why, but she only knew that her master had been very low recently, so she stepped forward to touch her hair and asked, "What's wrong with your master?" ”

Shen Moyi sadly tugged at the corner of Ye Ying's clothes: "Husband, don't you think that our nearest room is a little too eye-catching." ”

Ye Ying shook her head honestly. Even if the room was full of candles, it didn't really matter to him.

I can't see it!

Shen Moyi opened his mouth and opened it again, not knowing what to say.

It seems that she is probably the only one who is blinded every day and can't sleep with fear. Shen Moyi covered his face painfully, not knowing what to say about this loser child. She now felt that Ye Hui's management of the accounts was simply the wisest decision Ye Mengqiu had ever made, otherwise maybe the Xuanjing of the Hidden Sword Villa would have turned into a night pot one by one.

…… Oh wait, it seems that Ye Hui doesn't care about Xuanjing......

Shen Moyi covered his face painfully again, lamenting the Ben he had beaten and the Xuanjing that he had fallen over the years.

Ye Ying patted her shoulder comfortingly, and said, "Master, don't think too much, if you can use it in the future, you can also re-smelt these things, it's not a waste." ”

Shen Moyi looked at him suspiciously: "Really? ”

Ye Ying thought about it and mumbled vaguely.

Actually, the other things are fine, if you have a night pot...... I always feel like there will be a smell of urine. It's okay when it's melting, he's used to any smell under high temperatures, but will the user have a psychological shadow after that...... It's really hard to say.

Shen Moyi looked at Ye Ying's smile, and thought of it somewhat, and when he made up for the master's move, he took out a golden orange martial arts and waved it, and an indescribable taste wafted away...... She couldn't help laughing out loud and hammered Ye Ying's chest: "I can't see it, you're pretty bad." ”

Ye Ying smiled gently: "It's good that the master is happy." ”

Shen Moyi glanced at the things in the room and said secretly: Won't you send it if you're not happy? Never mind......

She sighed and fell into a new apprehension. Xuanjing in this room, I hope no one will steal it, if you want to steal, don't steal her night pot, otherwise how will she go to the toilet in the middle of the night!

Ye Ying had already thrown(╥_╥)all the wood away.

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The gifts given by Ye Ying were too ostentatious, and the two of them had no intention of hiding their wealth at all, so they swaggered in the house, and in the days when Shen Moyi didn't know, the news that Ye Ying, the owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa, had spent a lot of money to make the beauty laugh.

However, Shen Moyi didn't delay for too long, and within a few days, Ye Fei brought her a copy of "Jianghu Daily".

Shen Moyi flipped through the newspaper and found that although this "Jianghu Daily" was called a "newspaper", it was not a mature newspaper in modern times, and she even suspected that if the world had not been affected by Jian San, this thing should not have appeared, after all, in the orthodox history recorded in the thirtieth century, it was the time when the Qing people intersected, and the newspaper appeared in Huaguo for the first time.

And what is reported in this "Daily" is not news, think about the ancient communication technology that was not developed, what news, when it comes to reporting, it will be old, even if you can keep the news fresh, but the cost is too great, and the people of this era are resting at sunrise and sunset every day, the labor force is not emancipated, and the spiritual needs are relatively low, and for the major affairs of the family and country, the care of Cheng dù is also very limited, so the Yin Yuan, who is responsible for compiling the "Jianghu Daily", will mostly use the gossip and gossip of Jianghu celebrities to make a living. Facts have proved that gossip is feasible in any dynasty and time and space, and the "Jianghu Daily" here sells very well, but Shen Moyi doesn't care much about these and never reads them.

Because of this, Shen Moyi was instantly stunned when he saw the article commenting on him.

=口=What is called "throwing a lot of money to smile for Bojia"? What is called "there were beacon fire operas in ancient times, and now there are village owners throwing Xuanjing"?

Shen Moyi's expression was left with only this: (╯"□′)╯(┻━┻.

"How do I feel like I'm a?" She clicked on the contents of the newspaper and looked at Ye Fei, her face was not very good.

Ye Fei coughed lightly: "The chief writer of the "Jianghu Daily" of the Yin Yuan Association is the owner's ...... admirers. ”

Shen Moyi suddenly realized.

No wonder when she reads these articles, she has a lamentation that "young talents are fascinated by beauty and unladylike when they meet people", Ye Ying is a lost lamb and urgently needs someone to save him, and she, the owner of the village who does not even have a name, is the storage of the fox spirit. If Shen Moyi was just a simple Ye Ying admirer, he would have raised the torch in his hand at this time and burned this lady to death before speaking.

The text is too inflammatory.

Ye Fei said: "But don't worry, most people's focus is not on you." ”

Shen Moyi was stunned: "I read this article and I am indignant at myself, I especially want to destroy me, the fox spirit, and liberate Ye Ying, an aspiring young man, what else is the point?" ”

Ye Fei pointed to the two words in the newspaper: "This is the point." ”

Shen Moyi glanced at it and was silent.

No matter how angry the vixen is, it's someone else's business, even if the vixen is taken away and strangled, it will be someone else who benefits, so most people are happy with their mouths, and they won't actually take any action.

However, Xuanjing is different, if you get it, it will be your own, how can it not make people excited?