24, the ambergris on His Royal Highness smells better
Ming Wuyou had been sending people to keep an eye on Fu Rou and Yun's movements. When she heard that Fu Rou and her people had raised fifty thousand taels of silver and returned it to Yun Ziheng, she couldn't help but laugh.
Sure enough, it is still Yun Ziheng, he is the one who cares about everything.
Of course, the fifty thousand taels were not brought by the strong wind, so it would be strange if they came out in vain.
Caiyue couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect that Fu Rou had so much property in the dark, fifty thousand taels, and he took it out all at once!"
"Um."
Ming Wuyou responded lightly, and the smile in his eyes faded.
The convenience of Fu Rou accompanying her grandfather all these years made her grandfather happy, so he assigned some shops and shops to her name.
In addition, Fu Rourou and Fu Mingting have been secretly communicating with each other, and they are eating up the Ming family's business. She is not surprised at all that there are so many properties in the dark.
It was stolen from the Ming family, so she naturally wanted Fu Rou to spit it out bit by bit!
Ming Wuyou ordered in a low voice: "You continue to let people keep an eye on her. Report any movements she makes and don't reveal any details."
"yes."
Caiyue responded, and on the path not far away, the maid Caiyun came running quickly.
Arriving at the Bajiao Pavilion, she breathed heavily and handed a small box and a post to Ming Wuyou, "The Yun family in the south of the city sent it..."
"Oh?" Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows, read the post first, and murmured: "Mingyue Villa."
Caiyue also glanced at the post: "In Mingyue Villa on the outskirts of the city, the medicinal spring is indeed miraculous in curing all kinds of diseases. Mr. Yun asked Miss to go there, probably because he wanted to confirm with Miss whether the spring is good for his eyes.
"
"It should be." Ming Wuyou pointed at the table: "Then prepare, we will go there tomorrow."
After saying that, Ming Wuyou's eyes fell on the small wooden box, and he secretly wondered what it was. Could it be the medical fee?
Yun Ziheng said last time that someone would be sent to deliver it later.
With this thought in mind, Ming Wuyou opened the box.
She was quite curious, how much money could a person like Yun Ziheng, who was so careless, give away for consultation?
But as soon as he opened the box, Ming Wuyou was stunned.
Inside, there was actually a large stack of banknotes, with the top denomination being one thousand taels.
"Wow!" Caiyue was also stunned, "Is it so many? Miss, can I count?"
Ming Wuyou nodded.
Caiyue immediately picked up the fallen silver note. After a moment, she looked at Ming Wuyou in shock: "Fifty thousand taels!"
"Is this the 50,000 taels that Fu Rou gave me and was delivered again?!"
"..." Ming Wuyou was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, "I guess, when did Yun Ziheng become so generous?"
Ming Wuyou glanced at the box thoughtfully and ordered: "Put it away."
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The agreed time to meet is Sishi.
Because the location was on the outskirts of the city, Ming Wuyou got up very early, and after visiting his grandfather, he left the house and got on a carriage to go out of the city.
Along the way, Ming Wuyou looked at the street scenery outside and tapped his fingers lightly on the banknote box that Yun Ziheng gave him yesterday.
It's really not like him to spend 50,000 taels to treat an eye.
He was a person who was very good at settling accounts, so she brought the money with her to see what he would say today.
The carriage soon arrived in front of Mingyue Villa, and a servant led Ming Wuyou into the mansion.
"Medicine Spring is the center of Crescent Lake. You need to take a boat to get there." The steward who brought her here said politely: "The boat is ready. Please get on board, girl."
Ming Wuyou nodded and took a step to sit on the boat.
Jiangzhou in May was a bit hot, and the morning sun made people uncomfortable. Caiyue helped Ming Wuyou hold an umbrella, "Miss, the lotus flowers on Crescent Lake are so beautiful."
"Um."
Ming Wuyou nodded, walking among such beautiful lotus flowers, he felt much better.
In the octagonal pavilion in the center of the lake, the aqua blue tent dances in the wind. A man dressed in black and wearing a high jade crown is sitting in the pavilion drinking tea. His face is extremely cold and handsome, the line of his jaw is very resolute, and his temperament
Cold and intimidating.
It was obviously a gentle scene of lotus flowers dancing in the breeze, but it was suddenly rendered somewhat cold and solemn by him.
His strong sense of presence makes the surrounding scenery become his background.
Leng Xiao whispered: "Miss Ming is here."
Murong Yu didn't say anything, of course he saw it.
He cupped his chin and looked at the woman on the boat on the lake.
The oil-paper umbrella blocked half of her face. She was dressed in lavender, very conspicuous among the lush green lotus leaves. Her fair and beautiful hands, as white as jade, gently stirred the lake water, creating little ripples.
As she leaned forward, the jade boat drew out from her neckline.
Ming Wuyou held the jade boat for a while, then carefully put it back into his collar.
Murong Yu in the pavilion looked at it, the corners of his lips moving slightly.
At this moment, the breeze picked up and the gauze fluttered, blocking his sight.
Murong Yu's smile disappeared and his eyebrows wrinkled.
Leng Xiao quickly stepped forward and grabbed the gauze tent.
At this time, the boat got closer to the pavilion. Ming Wuyou noticed that there was someone here and raised his eyes to look here.
When she saw Murong Yu sitting there, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.
When the ship came closer, Ming Wuyou stood up.
Murong Yu couldn't help but get up.
"Your Highness." Ming Wuyou smiled politely in his eyes and stretched out his hand towards Murong Yu: "Can you help me?"
Murong Yu's heart skipped a beat and he held her hand.
Ming Wuyou used his strength to climb up the steps and said softly, "Thank you very much."
She also took her hand back.
Murong Yu's hand dropped back into his sleeve, and his fingers couldn't help but curl up. Thinking back to the smooth touch just now, he felt a little itchy in his heart.
But the expression on his face was calm and nothing unusual.
Ming Wuyou asked: "Why is Your Highness here today?"
"..." Murong Yu was silent for a moment and said, "If you have nothing to do, let's take a look around."
"That's it." Ming Wuyou nodded, "I received the ambergris sent by His Highness and ordered some, but I don't know why, but I always feel that the smell is not as good as His Highness's."
Ming Wuyou looked at Murong Yu with bright eyes and said, "I still think that when I have free time, I can ask His Highness to sit out and stay together for a while, is that okay?"
Murong Yu couldn't help but his heart beat rapidly.
sure!
But in view of his past life, he was so proactive that he was almost humble, but he never received any tenderness from her, so he forced himself not to appear too happy.
He told himself to calm down and let her come to him slowly, little by little.
Let him also enjoy the feeling of being in her heart and being in love with her.
Murong Yu endured it for a moment and then said: "If this king is not busy."
"good."
Ming Wuyou was not in a hurry. The two exchanged a few words and then walked together along the stone corridor on the river to the medicinal spring.
The stone corridor has nine twists and turns, and below it is the lake.
Ming Wuyou saw that Murong Yu's back had become extremely stiff since he went to the stone corridor, and his walking posture was also very unnatural.
Her heart moved and she suddenly shouted: "Your Highness."
Murong Yu turned back stiffly.
Ming Wuyou smiled at him: "Can you help me hold an umbrella?"
After saying this, she took the umbrella from Caiyue's hand and brought it to Murong Yu's face. She said with a smile: "Get closer to His Highness and I can smell the smell of ambergris."
Murong Yu froze for a long time, then took the umbrella over. His hands holding the umbrella were so tight that his joints turned white. His eyes were looking at the rippling lake water on both sides of the stone corridor, and his breathing was tight.
"Your Highness really manipulates me as your savior." Ming Wuyou leaned towards him, held a corner of his sleeve, tilted his head and asked, "Do you have many saviors?" This chapter has been completed!