Baili Qianmu's voice, of course Nalan Qi heard it, he was more and more sure that Baili Qianmu was a nobleman of the Baishui Empire, and he had seen him, maybe he had been secretly thinking about it for a long time, otherwise, she would not have said that he was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

The old family owner looked at the departing Baili Qianmu, and repeatedly recalled what she said, according to her means, the Lan family would be destroyed, and Lu Yao's anger and the forces involved would be enough for the Lan family to be destroyed.

An alchemist, a master Lu Yao, who is recognized as the first person in alchemy, remembers hatred, which is equivalent to declaring that this family is bound to decline.

In this case, why not use her to fight and protect the Lan family from being wiped out.

"Mr. Bailuan, you ......" The old master wanted him to intercede in front of Lu Yao, after all, Lu Yao was still very reasonable in the eyes of the world.

Bai Luan ignored it, and did not leave with Baili Qianmu, but went to the little lady's courtyard, fed her a pill, and then got on his flying beast and left.

Miss Zi'er's letter made it very clear that this woman was still useful, and she needed to find something to do for the emperor of the White Water Empire so that Lan Xihe could "die" smoothly.

Zi'er, this is the only thing my brother does for you, whether you accept me or not, I will protect you, Lan Qixuan must die, this woman must also die, don't worry.

"Old family master, which noble lady of the empire is she?" Nalan Qi tilted his head and looked at the old master Lan seriously.

The old master looked at the silent thank you salute in puzzlement, Miss Imperial Noble?

The empire in his mouth is the Whitewater Empire!

The old man shook his head, originally hoping that he could charm other girls, but as a result, other girls charmed him.

The old man shook his head: "Childe, she is a hundred miles and thousands of mu."

After speaking, the old master left the hall and went to instruct the Lan clan to prepare for the migration, and the blue city was renamed the porcelain capital, and the real master was Baili Qianmu.

Baishui, the capital of the White Water Empire, is very lively these days.

This month, there is not only the Hundred Flowers Festival held every three years, but also the porcelain exhibition held by the Lan family every three years to select the porcelain emperor recognized by everyone.

The Hundred Flowers Festival, the wedding feast of the wealthy nobles, is already very lively.

Out of nowhere, another folk flower festival has come out, and it will be held together with the porcelain exhibition.

What is the Folk Flower Festival?

It is a folk beauty pageant, and the ten most beautiful ones are selected, not only to depict their most beautiful postures on porcelain for auction, but also to find a good husband for them, and their families must not object, because this is what the Whitewater Empire has agreed.

In short, Whitewater Capital City ushered in wave after wave of business opportunities and wave after wave of crowds, pushing this event to a climax.

Looking at the window for hundreds of miles, behind this bustle, of course, there is indispensable businessmen with a keen sense of smell.

Businessmen, naturally, are indispensable to her four major shopkeepers and four major firms.

The exhibition is a fresh word that Gongsun Jin learned from Baili Qianmu.

The eighteen bronze figures refined by Duanmu Wuxian also came to an end, and they were handed over to the black dragon to guard, and if they wanted to achieve perfection, they must have the last auxiliary medicinal materials.

Although it is an auxiliary medicinal material, it is very difficult to find, and he ordered the ghost to find it in the chasing gate.

I haven't seen her for a few days, Duanmu Wuxian hugged Baili Qianmu's waist, rested his head on her shoulder, and sucked her breath.