"Then let's open a restaurant, how about it? Or the gambling house, you won't lose money by doing these two. Mu Qingge pinched his chin and quickly vetoed one of the plans.

"No, no, no, you have to have a good relationship with those gangsters on the street to build a gambling house, it's too chaotic, it's still a restaurant, 10,000 taels of silver, it's enough to open the largest restaurant in Beijing, right? If you match it with some beautiful woman dancing or something, it will definitely explode! ”

Mu Qingge felt beautiful just thinking about it, as if he had begun to sit in the pile of money and count the money until his hands cramped.

"By the way, system, what is that business-minded skill?" She suddenly remembered that she was above the court at the time, and the system seemed to say a bunch of rewards, but she was too excited at the time and didn't hear it clearly.

: When the host encounters a dilemma in starting a business, the difficulty can be solved painlessly by using business acumen skills.

"Is it so cool?" Mu Qingge was a little surprised, he didn't expect such a good thing.

: As long as the host completes the task, the rewards of this system are always generous.

"Cut...... It's really sunny and it's shining. Mu Qingge leaned against the window, looked at the scenery outside the window with a nostalgic gaze and slowly retreated, "If you are really so reliable, please cure the poison on my body quickly, okay?" ”

: Host, you still need to solve this by yourself, the system can't do anything about it.

Mu Qingge let out a long sigh, she knew that she was delusional, and this unlucky system would not really be good for her! Cold, heartless guy!

"Got it, got it." She stretched lazily, there was so much going on today, she had to go back and get some rest.

Back at King Yin's mansion, it was dinner time, Mu Qingge glanced at the table, Yin Nanchen had not yet come.

"Where's the prince?" Mu Qingge asked the maid on the side, even if the people in the house are surrounded by thyme now, in the final analysis, she is also the heroine here.

Whether they like it or not, they have to be served in a proper manner.

"Returning to the side princess, the prince is in the Hundred Feather Pavilion......" The maid lowered her head, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"Hundred Feather Pavilion?" Mu Qingge silently muttered the name, isn't this thyme's boudoir? How could a stinky man go there?

"Okay, I got it, I'll go check it out." Mu Qingge bowed slightly, she hurriedly glanced at the dishes on the table, but she didn't have any appetite.

As soon as I walked to the door of the Hundred Feather Pavilion, I heard the muffle of thyme. Boom.

"Green tea!" Mu Qingge couldn't help but scold, this woman must have thought of some way to deceive Yin Nanchen.

Without much thought, she pushed open the door and walked to the inner room.

Thyme was leaning weakly on the side of the bed, with a bowl of porridge at hand.

"You, what are you doing here...... Don't, don't ......! When Thyme saw Mu Qingge coming in, her eyes were suddenly full of panic and fear.

She hurriedly hid behind Yin Nanchen, her voice ethereal and weak, "Lord Wang, help me!" ”

"Don't pretend." Mu Qingge said impatiently

said, "Do you think that if you bribe a few maids, you can frame me?" ”

"What do you mean by planting?" Thyme roared hoarsely, "It was only you and me at that time, not you, did I stab myself?" ”

"Isn't it, you're finally going to admit it?"

"Nanchen ......" Thyme grabbed Yin Nanchen's arm and said aggrievedly, "Please, let her go, let her go!" ”

As she spoke, large tears welled up in her eyes, and she suddenly became a tearful person.

At the moment, the owner of the dagger has not been found, and Yin Nanchen can only whisper to Mu Qingge: "Qingqing, you go to dinner first." ”

Mu Qingge's eyes were fixed on him, "You still want to accompany her here?" ”

"The king will be gone in a moment."

"Don't, Nanchen, don't go!" Thyme seemed to have changed into a different person, her entire body was almost attached to Yin Nanchen's body, and Mu Qingge frowned when she saw it.

"Whatever you want!" Mu Qingge left the Hundred Feather Pavilion angrily and walked to the door, a grievance welled up in his heart.

Hey, I really can't bear to get more and more angry for a while, and the more I take a step back, the more I think about it, the more I lose!

She took a deep breath, and was not in the mood to eat, so she simply went to the back kitchen and brought two bottles of wine to relieve her boredom in front of the moon.

Leaning on the roof, she suddenly remembered the gentle embrace.

That...... What the hell was going on that day?

In my impression, she was obviously on the roof, but when she woke up, she was lying on the bed.

The mellow and bitter wine passed through the intestines, and the scenes of the past resurfaced in front of me.

I don't know if she will deal with those mobs next week, Yin Nanchen will go with her, at least looking at his current performance, it is very difficult.

I don't know if she can handle those mobs alone......

It is said that raising a glass to eliminate sorrow is even more sorrowful, Mu Qingge held the wine jug, and his tears were mixed with the wine.

"It's a good wine."

A familiar and unfamiliar male voice suddenly appeared behind Mu Qingge, she turned her head suddenly, and saw a man standing behind her at some point, drinking the wine she brought.

"Who are you!" Mu Qingge suddenly came to his senses.

She stared at the man in front of her a little nervously, this person was dressed in a night suit that melted into the night, and the white teeth were very dazzling.

"Why, girl, you don't know each other?" The man raised his eyebrows, pulled the mask out of his pocket and put it on, "Do you remember now?" ”

Mu Qingge thought about it carefully, and then remembered that this was the man in black he met when he accidentally fell from his horse last time.

"It's you, it's you who killed Xiaohong!"

"Hey, I really have no conscience, I saved you, and you actually came up and said I was a murderer?" The man sat leisurely on the roof and took off his mask again.

"After Xiaohong was slapped by you, she died the next day!" Mu Qingge bit his lower lip and snatched the wine from the man's hand, "The palace is heavily guarded, how did you get in?" ”

"You little girl is really aggressive." The man tsked

"The horse doesn't listen to you, what are you doing with it?" ”

"Isn't it possible that you have to kill everything in this world that doesn't go your way?" Mu Qingge pinched his waist and asked.

"Almost." The man nodded slightly, his expression didn't look like a lie, and the hairs on Mu Qingge's body immediately stood up.

Don't look at this guy who always laughs, but it's not good!

I'm afraid it's the kind of person who eats people without spitting out bones!

Mu Qingge swallowed, "What do you want to do?" Why come to King Yin's Mansion? ”

"When I passed by here, I happened to see you, so I came over to catch up on the old days."

Did she know him well? This guy is really self-cooked!

"We don't seem to have anything to talk about."

"I have the best secret you want to know." The man curled his lips slightly, and the corners of his lips crossed the evil smile.

"Me?" Mu Qingge glanced at the man in front of him as if he was looking at a neuropathy, "How do you know what I want to know?" ”

"Of course I do."

"Don't sell it, if you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go." Mu Qingge said impatiently.

"Don't you want to know what kind of poison is in your husband?"

With that, the man disappeared into the night.

Poisoning?!

Could it be that he wasn't sick at all, but was killed when he didn't know it!?

Mu Qingge's ears suddenly roared, as if there was a thunder explosion on the flat ground, her eyes widened in surprise, and she reached out to grab the man and ask what happened, but she pounced.

What the hell is going on? If the man didn't want to say it, why did he bring it up?

If he really wanted to tell himself, then why did he leave?

Mu Qingge felt that her head was going to be bigger, and after meeting twice, she was played by this man, and she didn't even know the name of the person!

Is this guy playing on himself? Mu Qingge couldn't help but be impatient.

What happened to Yin Nanchen? Why is it poisoned?

The questions in Mu Qingge's heart were one after another, she held the wine jug, but she felt that the sweet wine inside had become bitter and salty.

……

Following.

Early in the morning, Mu Qingge arrived at Jiangxingxuan, she didn't knock on the door, she walked in directly, but found that the room was empty, and there was no one.

She hesitantly withdrew from the Xuanxing Xuan, grabbed a maid casually and asked, "Xiaoyang, do you know where the prince is?" ”

If the two of them were still affectionate and harmonious before coming back, in the days after they came back, they could even be filmed into a drama, called 'Where did the prince go', and the ratings would definitely be hot.

"Back to the princess, the prince went out with Miss Xiangxiang early in the morning."

Thyme again!

Mu Qingge couldn't help but roll his eyes. Forget it, she still won't go to that wolf-hearted man!

She yawned and went back to the house, and last night she had drunk and blown a cold wind, and now her head ached as if it were going to explode.

: Host, aren't you on a mission yet?

"Huh? What task? Mu Qingge asked with a yawn.

：…… Host, you seem to be becoming less and less sensitive to smells.

"What can I do?" Mu Qingge shrugged, and for some reason, she became more and more unenergetic.

"Anyway, the proprietress is there, and she won't run away, it's the same if I go earlier or later." Mu Qingge leaned on the chaise longue, and his upper eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Half-asleep and half-awake, she seemed to see the man she had been thinking about for a long time.

He and her, separated only by a curtain.

"Hey, Yin Nanchen, hey!" Mu Qingge desperately wanted to rush into the curtain, but it seemed that an invisible force stopped her.

She tried her best to reach him, but she couldn't reach him.

"Nanchen ......" A woman's voice suddenly appeared on the other side of the curtain.

The voice...... Who else could it be if it wasn't thyme? Mu Qingge recognized the woman immediately.

On the other side of the curtain were the lingering figures of two people, Mu Qingge's pupils tightened suddenly, and his breathing became short.

"You ......" Mu Qingge shook his head in disbelief, "No, it's impossible, it's impossible!" ”

(End of chapter)