Zheng Boke's matter came to an end like this, and even Su Yunge himself was surprised, could it be that his name was a ghost, so good.

The crowd slowly dispersed, and Su Yunge hid his figure in the shadows, watching the willow kite leave.

What is the purpose of this willow kite to ruin his reputation so much?

Unexpectedly, I thought of my first arrival, could it be that Su Yunge's death before this was also boring?

With a stomach full of doubts, Su Yunge returned to his mansion.

As she expected, in just one day, the news of Su Yunge's bag spread throughout the imperial city.

Originally, rumors stopped at the wise, but Su Yunge Bao Xiaoqi was not a rumor, it was a fact.

Because this little man has come out to testify in person, what else is there to rely on.

Everyone was waiting to see the jokes of Su Mansion, and they were secretly waiting for Dingbei Wangfu to come and withdraw from their relatives.

After all, this kind of thing is unbearable for a man, let alone a century-old clan like the Northern Palace.

Rumors and rumors spread everywhere outside the mansion, but in the small courtyard of the Su mansion, it was a different scene. Su Yunge still lives a life of rice worms who eat and drink well and then sleep.

During this period, Su Wanxian came to accompany her every day, and because she was bored, she barely got up to talk and laugh with this sister.

"Second sister, you haven't met King Dingbei for a long time!" Su Wanxian spoke softly while drinking tea.

Su Yunge leaned against the corner of the window, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and he replied lazily.

"Yes."

Su Wanxian's hand holding the cup paused slightly, her apricot eyes raised slightly, and she looked at Su Yunge, a smile on the corner of her lips was revealed.

"Second sister, don't be too sad."

Sad? What sad?

Su Yun singer held her head in her palms, in a lazy tone, and the afternoon sun made her drowsy. If it weren't for this Su Wanxian who had to come to disturb her, she would have gone to meet Zhou Gong a long time ago.

Anyway, it's really tiring to talk to these people, and a meaning has to be bent a few times before it can be said, and it's really full.

"Second sister, these men just don't know how to cherish them, so don't take it too seriously." Su Wanxian smiled gently and generously, like a good sister who really cared about her sister.

Su Yunge didn't raise his eyebrows, still lazily answering.

It seems that she, the fairy sister, has already made up a lot of plots in her brain, and since she is happy to speculate like this, she won't say it, so as not to spoil this beautiful atmosphere.

"By the way, I heard that the Eight Treasure Pavilion is your property?" Su Wanxian asked cautiously.

Su Yunge slowly opened her eyes when she heard this, she looked at the beautiful Su Wanxian in front of her, and the corners of her lips hooked up with a smile of unknown meaning.

This news is really well-informed.

"Alas, when I have nothing to do, I use some spare money to buy an industry."

Su Wanxian's palms clenched, her nails sank into the flesh slightly, and a slight tingling pain swept across her heart.

Spare money? To put it nicely, this Eight Treasures Pavilion is a famous jewelry store in the imperial city, and some ladies in the palace secretly ask someone to come out to buy it.

You can imagine how much profit such a store has.

Actually, it was opened by this ugly monster.

Su Yunge lowered his eyes and smiled so low that he lowered his eyebrows.

"What's wrong? Why did my sister suddenly remember to ask such a thing? ”

Su Wanxian steadied her breath and put down the teacup. "It's okay, just ask, by the way, my sister wants to tell you something. What do you think of the Seven Princes? ”

Mu Hanyun? Su Yunge raised his eyebrows, is that the man who is very underpumped?

"It's ...... Do not (owe) wrong (draw). Su Yunge said with a smile.

Su Wanxian's cheeks suddenly turned a little red, "He...... He's ready to come to the door to propose. ”