Leng Yue'er lingered in Shangguan Yi's room for a while before leaving. When he left, he put the portrait back in the distance.

"Miss, you left the master angry, Master Shangguan didn't say anything, right?" Ju looked at Leng Yue'er who came back and asked worriedly.

"I'm so cute, how can Uncle Shangguan bear to talk about me." Leng Yue'er winked at Ju.

"Miss, how can you be so thick-skinned." The little girl came over and looked at her helplessly.

"That's thick. You're very thin to the touch. Leng Yue'er stretched her face over.

"Oops, you don't have to touch it to know how thick it is." The little girl reached out and pushed her face to the side.

"Alright, no more fuss. Call Medusa and let's go out. ”

"Go out again." The little girl looked at her in shock.

"Why don't you go out?"

"Miss, as soon as you came back, you started running outside every day, which is not good." Ju Yejue's Leng Yue'er shouldn't go out today.

"That's not good. We have a heavy task today. Let's go. ”

"Yue'er, we're going to the Spring Breeze Pavilion." Medusa looked through the curtains at the route outside, guessing where they were going.

"Hmm. The affairs of the Spring Breeze Pavilion cannot be delayed. Leng Yue'er closed her eyes in the carriage and recuperated.

When they arrived at the gate of the Spring Breeze Pavilion, several people got down from the carriage.

"Go back and tell the master that we will go back later tonight, and there will be no need to wait for us." Leng Yue'er turned back to the coachman and said.

"Yes." The coachman was a young lad. Leng Yue'er saw him for the first time. I don't know much about his background. , didn't say much to him, and took Medusa and a few people into the Spring Breeze Pavilion through the back door.

After Leng Yue'er entered the Chunfeng Pavilion, she found that there was no one in the backyard, and she knew that this group of people was probably sleeping. The life of the Qinglou has already made them change their schedule.

"Go find Mom." Leng Yue'er took a few people to the door of her mother's room.

The little girl went up and knocked on the door.

"Who, this disturbs people's dreams." Mom put on her cloak and opened the door. Seeing the few people at the door, they were stunned at first, and then they were full of smiles. "Miss is here. Come in. ”

"Mom dresses up, I have something to arrange." Leng Yue'er walked in with a few people.

"Yes, yes."

"Starting today, Chunfeng Pavilion will be renovated. Mom, go get some people busy. Leng Yue'er sat down and poured herself a glass of water.

"Good. I'm going to call someone. ”

"Hmm. Let's meet at the main hall. ”

"Yes."

in the main hall.

Leng Yue'er frowned and looked at the man in front of her. "Why are you here? I don't seem to have called you. ”

"I'll take Mo Han over to have a look." Murong Qingli looked at him with a smile. When Ping An saw him coming, he went to move the stool.

"Lord Wang, you sit." Ping An wiped the stool with his sleeve.

"You fellow Spirit."

"Thank you for your compliment." Ping An smiled.

"Ping'an, who's your boss?" Looking at Ping'an's dog-legged appearance, Leng Yue'er was angry in her heart.

"Miss." Ping An looked at Leng Yue'er angry and a little overwhelmed.

"Peace, you remember, you have only one boss, and that is the princess." Murong Qingli rubbed Leng Yue'er's hair. This girl is also fighting with herself.

"Yes. Peace remembered. ”

"Hmm. Lady, how are you going to renovate this Spring Breeze Pavilion? "Murong Qingli felt that this Spring Breeze Pavilion only needed to be taken care of a little, and it didn't have to be completely renovated.

"Let's change the name first." Leng Yue'er looked at everyone. "I want to change my name, what do you think?" Leng Yue'er got down from her chair and walked among the crowd.

"Miss, now this Spring Breeze Pavilion belongs to Miss, Miss wants to change her name, so we naturally have no opinion." Mom looked at Leng Yue'er with a smile.

"What are these words? The Spring Breeze Pavilion is not mine. It's all of us. I hope you can remember that the Spring Breeze Pavilion does not belong to the individual, it is a whole. ”

"Yes." Mom and the others didn't expect Leng Yue'er to say that. It's all shocking, and at the same time it's very happy.

"If you think the name of Spring Breeze Pavilion is good, then don't change it." Leng Yue'er felt that they were all old men. There is a certain affection for Chunfeng Pavilion, and I don't want it to change its name.

"Chunfeng Pavilion is already in the past, and if this green building wants to usher in new glory, it should indeed change its name. I agree. ”

Leng Yue'er really didn't expect that the first one to agree was Aunt Qing.

"I agree." Ping An hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"I agree."

"Agreed."

"Good. Since everyone agrees with this idea, let's come up with a unique name together. Leng Yue'er was very happy to see that everyone agreed. The passion was suddenly very high.

"Miss, I think Chunxing Building is very good."

"Is there a difference between what you change and what you don't?" Leng Yue'er glanced at Ping An with disdain.

"Miss, there's a difference." Ping An was wronged.

"The difference in just one word is also called a difference. Since we're going to change our name, we're going to change it to something different. Particularly loud. It makes people feel shocked from the bottom of their hearts when they hear it. "Leng Yue'er has always felt that the name is very important, it is the façade. You can't lose the façade if you lose anything.

"Miss, we are a Qinglou." I don't know who said it weakly. There was immediate laughter from the crowd.

"What's wrong with Qinglou. Besides, did I say that I want to open the green building again? ”

Leng Yue'er looked at her in surprise when everyone suddenly stopped making a sound. I was very happy inside. That's what I want. Overweening.

"Miss, if you don't open the green building, what will you open?" Mom looked at her puzzled. And all the people looked at her.

"That may be in the eyes of outsiders, we are still a green building. However, we adhere to the principle of selling art, not selling oneself. Leng Yue'er said with a smile.

"That's no different from the Qinglou. Moreover, in this case, there should be few guests. Ping An Xin said the words in his heart bluntly, and was blinded by Leng Yue'er.

"We're not just in the men's business, we're also in the women's business."

"A woman's business? Does this still have to recruit male prostitutes? Everyone was stunned again.

"Hmm." Leng Yue'er nodded.

"Miss, is this really okay?" Mom asked worriedly.

"Why not. Mom, you have to understand a truth, a woman's money is easier than a man's. ”

"Yes." Mom looked at Leng Yue'er a little confused.

"So, everyone, have you decided on a name?" Leng Yue'er looked at everyone playfully.

"Meixiangyuan, how's it going?" Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er and said.

"It still sounds like the name of the Qinglou." Leng Yue'er frowned.

"Girl, even if you are in a woman's business, even if a girl does not sell her body, you are still a green building in the eyes of outsiders. It's like you said it yourself. The Qinglou should have a name for the Qinglou. Unless you're looking to open a bar. ”

"Hmm. That's right. I'm just going to open a bar. Leng Yue'er looked at him with a smile. But the people did not understand what they were talking to.

"Bar. OK. "Well, it shouldn't be too bad. Even if you don't make money, you probably won't lose money. Murong Qingli was very unoptimistic about Leng Yue'er's ability.

"And what do you think is the name of the bar?"

"It's called a bar. It's easy to understand. ”

"Okay." It seems that he is going to make money desperately. Murong Qingli had already imagined the day this bar would close. Hey, my own lady, you can mess around as much as you want.

"Good. Ladies and gentlemen, we're calling it a bar from today onwards. ”

"Yes." Although everyone was puzzled, what the boss said was what it was.

"Now, here's the renovation." Leng Yue'er felt that it was unrealistic to make it a real bar. However, it is also possible. Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli with a smile. Murong Qingli suddenly felt that she was going to be unlucky.

"Well, it's good here. Most parts don't need to be moved. Just clean and clean. However, this was so red and willow green that I quickly withdrew. Also, the weeds in the backyard should be cleaned up quickly, and the kitchen should be cleaned. I hope it will return to the way it was when you first came. That's what you're doing these days. Leng Yue'er looked around again. Mom, this is your salary for this month, and you can send it to everyone in the evening. Leng Yue'er took out a bag of silver and handed it to her mother.

"Yes." My mother was very happy to take the money.

"Miss, we haven't worked this month, have we started to pay our wages?" In the knowledge of peace. It is impossible for the boss not to procrastinate and not deduct wages. But Leng Yue'er refreshed his opinion.

"Hmm. Who said you didn't work, you have to do more work this month? I'm just going to give you the money first, so you can work hard. ”

"Have you ever thought that if you send the money to all of us in advance, we will all be lazy and not work?"

"Thought. However, who doesn't want to take a break when they're tired. "Leng Yue'er can understand this mood very well." You are not machines, how can you work day and night? I'll work out everyone's working hours in the future. Rest assured, the monthly money remains the same. ”

"Yes." Everyone was surprised and happy by Leng Yue'er's words. At this moment, Ping An no longer felt that Leng Yue'er was a young lady who could play money and didn't understand things. The first time I heard her say that she wanted *Fengge, Leng Yue'er was a rich kid in his heart. It seems that I was mistaken.

Ping'an's changes to Leng Yue'er, Murong Qingli saw it in his eyes. Looking at Leng Yue'er among the crowd, she frowned, this girl is too attractive to attract butterflies. She should have been hidden at home.

"Well, then, let's go to work."

"Yes."

The crowd dispersed to clean up. Leng Yue'er stopped her mother.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

"That, I know you, Aunt Qing, and Ping'an here. I don't know anyone else, so tell me their names. ”

"Yes." Mom looked at Leng Yue'er and smiled gently. "The one in the dark red dress is the oldest of us, she is forty-five years old this year, and we all call her Mama Xu. The one who wiped the table was the youngest of us. We usually call her Sister Du. That's Sister Hong. The two cooks, the fat one is called Fukang, and the thin one is called Fugui. It's father and son. As for the three girls, they are already orphans. The yellow dress was picked up by Aunt Qing, who grew up here, and we all regard her as our daughter. Aunt Qing's name is auspicious. The other two girls, one is called Xing and the other is called Chun. ”

"Remembered." Leng Yue'er smiled at her mother very gratefully.

"There's nothing wrong with Miss, I'll go to work."

"Hmm." Leng Yue'er turned around and saw that Murong Qingli was still sitting on a stool and walked over. "Don't you two see everyone working? Get to work. ”

"Princess, I'll just do it." Mo Han glanced at Murong Qingli and hurriedly ran to the backyard to pull weeds.

"You, work." Leng Yue'er pointed at Murong Qingli and said.

Everyone looked at Leng Yue'er and was stunned. Although she is the princess, she can't instruct the prince to work.

"Good. I'll go. But, what am I doing, lady? Murong Qingli looked at it, as if there was no work that he needed to do.

"The upstairs room hasn't been cleaned yet. Let's go, clean the room. Leng Yue'er glanced at him with disdain. At first glance, he looks like a person who has never done housework. Is it reliable for such a man to marry him? Leng Yue'er was a little worried.

"Lady, absolutely reliable. I don't do housework, but I do hire people to do housework. This speaks volumes about how rich I am. Murong Qingli hurriedly followed Leng Yue'er upstairs.

"Come, lady give it to me." Murong Qingli snatched the basin of water that Leng Yue'er was holding in her hand. Leng Yue'er glanced at him and stopped her steps.

"Peace, give me what you cleaned." shouted at Ping An who was pulling the gauze.

"Yes."

Leng Yue'er took the things handed over by Ping An and went upstairs. Murong Qingli wanted to take the things again, but he couldn't spare his hand.

"Hey, stop." When Murong Qingli arrived in the room, he saw Leng Yue'er sweeping the floor and hurriedly stopped her.

"Why are you so surprised?" Leng Yue'er looked at her speechlessly.

"Don't move." Murong Qingli hurriedly put the basin on the table and wiped a stool. "Come, you sit. I'll do it. Murong Qingli pressed Leng Yue'er to the stool.

"Good. I'm watching you. Let's get to work. Leng Yue'er looked at him with a smile. She wanted to see if he could hold on.

"Yes, lady."

Leng Yue'er watched Murong Qingli wipe the table again, sweep the floor again, and make the bed and quilt, and couldn't help but be stunned. This guy has lived a privileged life of clothes and food since he was a child, but he didn't expect that he could still do housework.

Hearing Leng Yue'er praise herself, Murong Qingli's heart blossomed. I work harder.

Backyard.

"Mo Han, you're here." The little girl wiped the sweat on her head and looked at Mo Han beside her very happily.

"Hmm."

"Great. We actually worked together. The little girl's face was full of happiness.

"Hmm."

Seeing Mo Han nodding, the little girl's heart was sweeter than eating honey.

"Lady, is there any reward for finishing the work?" Murong Qingli looked at Leng Yue'er with anticipation.

"Yes." Leng Yue'er smiled slightly.

"Okay." Murong Qingli sped up his work.

"Xianggong, are you tired? Thirsty or not? After Murong Qingli finished cleaning the last room, Leng Yue'er walked over with a teapot and a bowl.

"Come, Xianggong, drink tea." Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli who was tired and sweaty, and she didn't have the strength to go back to herself, so she hurriedly poured him a bowl of tea.

"The lady is done. What about the rewards? This is what Murong Qingli has in mind.

"There's no hurry. Drink the tea first. Leng Yue'er handed him the bowl.

After watching Murong Qingli finish drinking, Leng Yue'er took the bowl and turned around and left.

"Lady, where's the reward?" Murong Qingli hurriedly caught up.

"The reward has been given to you." Leng Yue'er blinked at him with innocent eyes.

"You mean the bowl of tea." Murong Qingli narrowed her eyes.

"Hmm. Be. Leng Yue'er laughed. At this moment, Murong Qingli still has a bit of a princely appearance. The sleeves were rolled up, the arms were exposed, the clothes on the face were covered with dust, and the flowing hair was a little messy.

"Hmm." Murong Qingli pretended to be angry and looked at her.

"Stingy." Leng Yue'er looked at him who was angry and laughed louder.

"I'll take the reward myself."

"What?" Before Leng Yue'er could react, Murong Qingli lowered her head and gave her a quick kiss on the side of her face.

"You guy. Really. Leng Yue'er hurriedly looked down and was relieved to see that everyone was concentrating on their own work and didn't notice it.

"What's wrong. My own lady broke the law. Murong Qing looked at her darkly.

"Not breaking the law." Leng Yue'er was speechless. He gave him a blank look and walked away.

Murong Qingli hurriedly followed.

Evening.

Leng Yue'er looked at it inside and out, and was very happy.

"Everyone has worked hard today. How about we go to a restaurant for dinner? He was in for a treat. Leng Yue'er pointed at Murong Qingli. Murong Qingli looked at her very innocently.

"Okay."

"Then, let's go."

In the restaurant.

The crowd was eating, but was disturbed by a commotion.

Leng Yue'er frowned.

"Miss, I'll go out and have a look." Ping An is the age when he is active, and when he hears movement downstairs, he immediately can't sit still.

"Hmm. Remember not to make trouble. ”

"Yes."

"It's great to have money and power."

The people in the room couldn't help but be stunned. This is the voice of peace. And they hurried out of the private room.

"Where did you come from, a hairy boy, who dares to meddle with your uncle and my affairs?" A fat man looked at Ping An in annoyance.

Behind Ping An is a father and daughter.

When Leng Yue'er saw this, she immediately remembered the clip on the TV series, where the rich robbed a famous woman, and the chivalrous man came to the rescue. However, how does Ping An look at it, he doesn't look like a chivalrous. Leng Yue'er glanced at Murong Qingli beside her, it would be perfect if she replaced this guy.

Murong Qingli glanced at her speechlessly.

"Give it to me." The fat man ordered at a few people behind him.

"Stop." Murong Qingli held a fan in his hand and walked down the stairs slowly. Leng Yue'er looked at him dumbfounded, when did he have a fan?

"Who are you? Dare to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs. "The fat man didn't expect another person to get in the way.

"I'm a nosy person." Murong Qingli opened the fan and slowly fanned it up. The hair was fanned and flew up.

Wow, Daihatsu. TV plot re-enactment. Leng Yue'er was so excited to see it.

Murong Qingli laughed in her heart. It was not in vain.

"I think you're looking for a fight. Above. The fat man winked at the man behind him. A few people behind him pounced on Murong Qingli.

Xianggong, don't end it so early, I want to see more.

Good. Murong Qingli looked at the few people who rushed towards him and hurriedly dodged. In this way, they attacked mainly, and Murong Qingli was the main flash. For a time, many tables and chairs in the restaurant were damaged. The shopkeeper looked very anxious from the sidelines. The onlookers watched with relish. For example, Leng Yue'er.

"Okay." Leng Yue'er saw that Murong Qingli kicked a person away, and applauded excitedly.

Lady is all right. Murong Qingli looked at her pitifully.

All right. All right.

After Murong Qingli heard Leng Yue'er's return, her eyes instantly turned cold. One foot at a time. Looking at the person who fell to the ground and screamed in pain, Leng Yue'er applauded.

"Do you know who I am?" The fat man looked at Murong Qingli and looked at him, and retreated in fright.

Leng Yue'er plucked her ears. This phrase is really familiar.

"Hey, do you know who he is?" Leng Yue'er stood upstairs and shouted at the fat man.

"I don't care who he is." The fat man looked at Murong Qingli vigilantly.

"He's my father-in-law." As soon as these words came out, everyone in the restaurant looked at Leng Yue'er. Including Murong Qingli.

Leng Yue'er watched everyone look at her, and shrugged her shoulders at Murong Qingli. Say you're innocent. Murong Qingli smiled helplessly.

"Who should I be?" The fat man snorted coldly. Disagree.

"I'm the emperor's brother." As soon as the fat man said this, everyone was stunned. Leng Yue'er looked at him funny. Murong Qingli looked at him and frowned.

"Get out." I thought that Murong Qingli and the others would be afraid, but I didn't expect Murong Qingli to let him go in disgust. The obese man didn't react for a while.

"Why are you still stunned. I'll tell you to get out. Leng Yue'er looked at her fingernails, they were long, it was time to cut them.

"You know what you're talking about?" Fat manly trembling. I don't even put myself in my eyes.

"That, I just said that he is my father-in-law, but I forgot to say that he is the emperor's son." I'm afraid this brother is nepotism. Can there be a direct relationship? Leng Yue'er sneered.

"Who are you fooling?" The obese man obviously didn't believe Leng Yue'er's words.

"Fools." Leng Yue'er smiled at her.

"You're so daring. Dare to scold me. I'll make your life worse than death. As soon as these words came out, Leng Yue'er knew that he was finished.

Everyone saw the figure flickering, and Murong Qingli was gone. Looking again, the fat man slammed into the pillar, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

"You're looking for death." Murong Qingli pressed towards him step by step. The obese man was too frightened to move.

"Xianggong, forget it. After all, he is still the emperor's brother. Exercise restraint. Leng Yue'er said sarcastically.

"Okay." Although Murong Qingli said yes, he still didn't stop his steps. He walked up to the fat man, squatted down, and lifted his face to his feet with a fan.

"The emperor's brother, I remember." Murong Qingli sneered. Shook him off, stood up, and looked back at Leng Yue'er.

"Ahh There was a sound of killing pigs. Leng Yue'er looked at Murong Qingli helplessly. Everyone watched in horror as Murong Qingli's feet were stepping on the fat man's left hand.

"Ahh Murong Qingli pretended to be surprised and let go of her feet, looking at Leng Yue'er innocently, "I didn't mean to. ”

Leng Yue'er has a white eye, if I believe in you, I will be blind. The fat man's left hand was probably going to be useless.

The men got up from the ground and hurriedly dragged him away.