After returning to the house, Mi Xia Yao began to prepare for the business of opening Yuelai Building after the New Year.

It was the end of the night, and the candlestick of the desk near the window flickered and went out.

She put the pen on the table and pinched her eyebrows a little tiredly.

The man's smiling voice outside the window came into the room, "You have a big heart, he has started it today, can you still settle your bill with peace of mind when you come back?" ”

Mi Xia Yao followed the voice and looked over, and saw Pei Xingyuan holding a jar of wine in his arms and looking at her with an oiled paper bag in his hand.

sneaked into other people's private houses in the middle of the night, and before she could calm down and let her mother-in-law kick him out.

But today she had something else to discuss with him.

Ticked in his direction and motioned for him to enter the house.

Pei Xingyuan put down the wine jar and glanced at her desk, "Are you frightened in Weiyang Palace?" ”

"He doesn't dare to really attack me now," Mi Xia Yao skillfully opened the wine jar and poured a glass, "Now that I am so eager to make money, don't I just want to use money to send the officials, win people's hearts, and ensure that I am the next emperor." ”

There were only two people in the room, and they didn't hide their words, Mi Xia Yao said frankly.

He glanced at her in surprise, as if wondering how she could guess this.

The wine was hot all over her throat and down her esophagus, and she half-squinted her eyes as she recalled what had happened in her previous life.

"Master, I came here tonight, originally to appease you, but I didn't expect your mind to be more thorough than Spiegel, it seems that I was overly worried."

Pei Xingyuan raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said casually, seemingly unintentionally: "I will prepare later, and I will take you to the prison for a walk." ”

"Go there......" and join in the fun.

She subconsciously wanted to go back, but halfway through her words, she remembered her grandfather's figure in her mind, and her hands poured wine.

"Now?!" Her voice rose slightly.

Pei Xingyuan held his chin, and there was a faint smile hidden in Danfeng's eyes, "Tonight's Weiyang Palace banquet, Dali Temple will be more relaxed in prison, I can find an excuse to take you in." ”

"You didn't say it sooner!"

Mi Xia Yao immediately raised her head and drank the wine in her hand, turned around and opened the cabinet and began to rummage through the cabinets.

Pei Xingyuan tugged at the somewhat tight round neck, looking at the woman's busy back, he thought that she had drunk two glasses of wine in a row, thinking that she was overwhelmed with alcohol.

"Don't ...... if you're drunk"

"You're underestimating my drinking." Mi Xia Yao turned her head, her beautiful eyes flashing with a sharp gaze.

Her eyes were clear, and she really didn't look like she was drunk.

In the process of arguing with Pei Xingyuan, Mi Xia Yao took out a thick dress from the cabinet and looked like she was about to take out a thick quilt.

Pei Xingyuan's eyes twitched fiercely, and he walked forward quickly and held her hand.

"Master is on my territory, can I still wronged him, master?"

"Who knows what you wall-grass do?"

Mi Xia Yao's action of slapping the back of his hand was done in one go, and he couldn't stop it, so she made it up.

In the end, she stood in front of him, carrying a large bag and a small bag, and raised her chin.

After the man finished the last bite of the appetizer, he looked at her stubborn appearance and laughed angrily.

"I would have known that I would have taken you away." He muttered in a low voice of chagrin.

But she was immersed in taking inventory of the things she had prepared, and she didn't hear what Pei Xingyuan said at all.

Just when she thought that Pei Xingyuan was going to take her out of the house to take a carriage.

As a result, the other party dragged her wrist to the center of the courtyard, and the next second her waist was clasped by a big palm, and her eyes were flowered.

The weightless feeling of suspension made her subconsciously hug Pei Xingyuan's waist.

Next to her ears was the howling sound of the cold wind on a winter night, so frightened that she didn't dare to open her eyes, and a few weightlessness jumped.

She landed.

"What, scared?" Pei Xingyuan raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of pride and arrogance in his sword eyebrows.

It seems that he wants to vent all the grievances that Mi Xia Yao has scolded him in the past few days.

The woman in her arms cautiously opened her eyes, and first saw the door of the prison in Dali Temple.

She jumped for a moment, but soon her eyes fell on Pei Xingyuan again, and her eyes were serious and sincere to meet him.

"Seriously, have you ever considered that if you can't stay in the capital, you can still deliver it quickly with that set of efforts just now.

"Think about it, the door of my Yuelai Building will always be open for you."

Mi Xia Yao cautiously patted him on the shoulder.

Pei Xingyuan's face immediately darkened, but this woman took the trouble to introduce how convenient this job was.

In the end, he walked straight forward into the prison of Dali Temple.

Mi Xia Yao followed closely behind him, and when he tried to persuade him, he unexpectedly found that there were indeed very few people in Dali Temple Prison today.

As he went deeper into the prison, he even went down a step and walked towards the dungeon.

Each single cell in the dungeon was much larger than the top, and she suppressed the nervousness in her heart and looked at each single room one by one.

Pei Xingyuan took her into the innermost private room of the dungeon.

The straw in this cell was a little thicker than the others, and a middle-aged man with a rickety waist under the wall rested cross-legged with his eyes closed.

He heard the movement of the dungeon, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Pei Xingyuan, a rebel.

"You kid still dare to come to see me?!"

The angry voice of the old man even scolded him, and he didn't need to look carefully to feel the health of the old man.

Pei Xingyuan had long been accustomed to Mi Lao's scolding, and he turned sideways.

Mi Xia Yao carried a heavy package and exposed it in front of Mi Lao.

The girl's face was white, and her eyes were full of shock and disbelief as she looked at her grandfather in prison.

"Grandpa......!" Her eyes were sour, and the next second there was a mist in her eyes.

This is the living grandfather...... She wasn't late......

Mi Xia Yao put the package on the ground and ran to the prison door.

The old man was also stunned when he saw his granddaughter, whom he hadn't seen for several years, and he stood up, and his grandson looked at each other through the iron frame.

"Why did you come to the capital, is it that Jingzhou is not doing well? How is that kid from the Duan family treating you? ”

The old man really couldn't rest assured that she was a granddaughter, and he had several questions in a row, all of which the uncles of the Mi family had never asked.

She patiently answered them one by one, confessed her and Duan Honglin's reconciliation and fell apart, and told her current life situation.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will definitely think of the best of both worlds to save you, you are suffering in prison."

"Snort."

Pei Xingyuan stood aside, looking at the bitter appearance of the pair of grandchildren and grandchildren, and couldn't help but sneer.

Seeing this, Mi Lao groped for a stone from the ground and threw it at the other party.

He didn't hide, he suffered the old man's stone, and his robe was immediately stained with dust.

"Ah Yao, grandpa can't leave the cell for the time being."

Mi Lao's words made Mi Xia Yao's slender brows furrow fiercely.

"A-Yuan's matter hasn't been done yet, if I go out, it will be the most inappropriate." Mi Lao told her calmly and affirmatively.