"Princess, do you want to go and see how the princess is injured?" Qiao Zhiyuan stood up and said enthusiastically.
Going to see her? Is there anything good to see? I won’t go!
"What's so interesting about her? If you don't go, why not go see her and find a fun place to play?" Nangong Meiwu said with a pout.
"Isn't the princess afraid of what she will say in front of the prince?" Qiao Zhiyuan asked.
"I don't want princess. I call her princess. Are you afraid that people won't know my identity? Call me Meiwu. And what happened last time, thank you." Nangong Meiwu said sincerely and cheerfully.
"Mei Wu, um, it's a very nice name." Qiao Zhiyuan said.
"Now that we are friends, how should I call you, Mr. Qiao?" Nangong Meiwu looked at him and asked with a smile.
"Call me Zhiyuan, his name is Yin Yi, and he is my guard." Qiao Zhiyuan also introduced himself readily.
They originally planned to sit in the private room and wait for Long Lixuan, but they still didn't see him come back after lunch, so they left the 'Qingya Pavilion' together and went to Qiao Zhiyuan's house...
Qiao Fuzhong
"Oh, I didn't expect your mansion to be so grand. It's comparable to a palace." Nangong Meiwu said happily as she walked down the long corridor.
I didn't expect his family to be so grand. It looks even more luxurious than Prince Ping's palace. He really deserves to be an imperial merchant.
It would be so great if one day I could build my own mansion by myself!
Qiao Zhiyuan looked at Nangong Meiwu's face with an expression of admiration, and he was also elated.
Does she like this kind of mansion so much? This place should be far worse than the one she lived in the palace, right?
She likes this place so much. What would her opinion be like if she were asked to be the hostess here?
When Qiao Zhiyuan thought of this, he was suddenly frightened by his own thoughts, Mistress? Have I fallen in love with her? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
"No matter how grand this place is, it shouldn't be as grand as your palace in the imperial palace, right?" Qiao Zhiyuan looked at her and asked with a smile.
"Of course, but to some common people, your mansion is very grand. It turns out that the imperial merchants are so rich." Nangong Meiwu said jokingly.
"The imperial merchants are rich, but the imperial merchants are also very troublesome." Qiao Zhiyuan sighed.
Nangong Meiwu looked at him and felt strange when he sighed: "Why? Why do you say it's troublesome?"
"Because sometimes the imperial merchants are very involuntary when doing some things, especially for some imperial powers." Qiao Zhiyuan looked into the distance and unconsciously entered into his own thoughts.
If possible, I would also like to be an ordinary person, living a pastoral life from sunrise to sunset every day with my beloved.
If possible, can you live an ordinary life with me? Maybe not? Which woman would be willing to live that kind of life?
"Hey, hey, wake up!" Nangong Meiwu waved her hand in front of Qiao Zhiyuan's eyes for a long time without seeing him come to his senses, so she called in his ear.
What is he thinking about? Is he so absorbed? Is he thinking about his past? Is his past very tragic?
Qiao Zhiyuan was yelled in his ear by Nangong Meiwu, and he quickly came to his senses: "I'm sorry, I was distracted."
"Hey, you're very strange. Why are you thinking so ecstatically? Are you thinking about a girl from a certain family?" Nangong Meiwu said jokingly.
"How do you know I'm thinking about a girl from a certain family?" Qiao Zhiyuan also asked deliberately.
Is he really thinking about a certain girl? I can't tell. It turns out that he also misses spring...