"Ming Wuyou." Murong Yu spoke quietly, with a hint of charm in his lazy voice, "I'm talking to you about business."
Ming Wuyou felt relieved and didn't want to talk to him about anything serious at all!
But Murong Yu's hand was on her waist. If she moved forward now, would he push her back again?
Ming Wuyou felt that he needed to calm down a little and stop being hungry all the time.
Don't scare him.
"Ahem!" Ming Wuyou cleared his throat and forced himself to calm down, "Then tell me, what does His Highness want?!"
"I want to go to Fahua Temple tomorrow." Murong Yu said slowly: "You go with me. The lunch box is to compensate me for forgetting to make a new fan."
"Fahua Temple?" Ming Wuyou frowned slightly: "Why did you go there suddenly?"
"Investigating the case."
Murong Yu asked: "Do you have other plans for tomorrow?"
"That's not true." Ming Wuyou didn't think much, nodded and said, "I'll go with you."
The two made an appointment and invited the waiter to come in and order food.
After finishing lunch, Murong Yu sent Ming Wuyou to Baishan Hall before leaving.
Murong Yu's carriage gradually went away, and Ming Wuyou also entered the back hall of Baishan Hall and planned to rest for a while, but after taking two steps, Ming Wuyou suddenly stopped.
She is his savior!
It should be that she made demands on him and asked him to repay her.
Why is it the other way around now?!
Ming Wuyou slapped his forehead and muttered through gritted teeth, "It's true that lustful men mislead people."
I don’t even have a position anymore!
Tomorrow, she must get her place back!
…
Early the next morning, after Ming Wuyou visited his grandfather, he took Caiyue out of the house.
Since she was going to the outskirts of the city, she wore light clothes.
The corner door moved away, and Leng Xiao, holding the sword, stepped forward and saluted: "Good morning, Miss Ming, please get in the car."
A simple carriage stopped not far away. The morning breeze gently blew the curtains, and Murong Yu's angular jaw could be vaguely seen.
"Um."
Now that Ming Wuyou saw Murong Yu, he couldn't help but feel happy.
She lifted up her skirt and got on the carriage, saying hello with a smile: "Holy—ah!"
Her feet suddenly slipped for some unknown reason, and she rushed towards Murong Yu.
Murong Yuyan quickly hugged her into his arms, "Did you hit him?"
"No—" Ming Wuyou supported him and sat aside with some embarrassment.
Murong Yu turned to the outside of the car: "Drive carefully."
"..." Leng Xiao looked innocent. He hadn't even driven the car yet. Why blame him?
Moreover, the car was parked here steadily and there were no decorations in it. Why did Miss Ming suddenly fall?
Murong Yu was in a good mood and ordered: "Let's go."
Leng Xiao had no choice but to put away all his thoughts, jump on the car and sit firmly, and drove away.
Ming Wuyou was a little embarrassed because he fell just now. It took him a while to calm down, and he looked at Murong Yu without revealing any trace.
Murong Yu rarely wore black clothes today. Instead, he wore an indigo blue tunic with a white robe. The color combination gave a sense of rich ink and color. Ordinary people's clothes may not be able to suppress the depth of indigo, but would look nondescript.
But when worn on Murong Yu's body, it looked luxurious and noble, like an immortal descended into the world, making people unable to take their eyes away.
He also held a paper fan in his hand, the one Ming Wuyou made for him.
Is there anything happier than carrying a gift from you with the person you love?
Ming Wuyou swept away his depression and said with a smile, "Your Highness is a man of his word."
I said I would take it with me, and I did.
Murong Yu opened the paper fan and did not hesitate to praise him: "Your hands are very skillful and the things are very delicate."
Ming Wuyou was in a good mood after being praised, but he also remembered that he came out today for business, so he asked about the progress of the investigation and what he did at Fahua Temple today.
Murong Yu said, "We'll talk about it when we get there."
Ming Wuyou had no choice but to give up.
Along the way, Murong Yu didn't take the initiative to speak, and Ming Wuyou didn't speak either.
She leaned against the window and looked at the scenery outside, thinking, the corruption case in her previous life was not involved with Fahua Temple, so why was it involved again in this life?
I don’t know if there are many involved.
In this way, we soon arrived in front of the temple gate.
Fahua Temple is one of the most popular temples in Jiangzhou, and many faithful men and women come to offer incense today.
After Ming Wuyou and Murong Yu got off the carriage, the handsome men and women added a lot of color to the scenery and instantly attracted the attention of many people.
"That seems to be the eldest lady of the Ming family!"
"Is that the medical fairy girl? She is a good person. I didn't expect to be so beautiful!"
"Of course she is beautiful. Otherwise, why would she be called a medical fairy instead of an ugly doctor? Hey, who is that next to her? I have never heard of any male relatives in the Ming family."
"It must be Manager Shen." The person from before touched his chin and said, "I heard that Manager Shen of the Ming Family Escort Agency is a rare young talent, and he always stays with Miss Ming when he goes out. It must be him."
"Mr. Shen and Miss Ming are a perfect match."
Murong Yu, who had just taken the oil-paper umbrella from Leng Xiao's hand, paused for a moment, looking a little unhappy and feeling even more complicated.
He didn't know whether he should be happy that others said he and Ming Wuyou were a good match, or whether he should be angry that these two people recognized him as Shen Qingci?
At this time, another voice rang out: "What nonsense are you talking about? This young master looks like one of the best among men at first glance. Manager Shen is from the world of martial arts. How can he have such nobility?"
The other two people were stunned for a moment, looked at it carefully for a while, and both said it was good.
Murong Yu has been praised countless times since he was young for his appearance, abilities, etc., but none of them made him feel as happy as he did today.
He couldn't help but take another look at the man who said "noble" and thought to himself: He has discernment.
Those people were far away and their voices were actually not loud. Murong Yu heard everything clearly because of his profound internal energy, but Ming Wuyou didn't notice at all. He just saw that he was not moving and asked, "Your Highness?
"
Murong Yu opened Xueluo Meihua's oil-paper umbrella and held it on Ming Wuyou's head, "Come in."
"good."
Ming Wuyou nodded, and the two of them walked up the stone steps side by side.
As a modern soul-piercing person, Ming Wuyou has lived in this place all his life, and has also been tainted with some of the atmosphere of the ancients, such as burning incense and worshiping Buddha. Since he comes, he must always worship sincerely.
She filled in the money for sesame oil, twisted three sticks of incense, knelt down devoutly in front of the Buddha, closed her eyes and made a wish.
Murong Yu stood at the door of the main hall, holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. His outstanding appearance and demeanor attracted frequent glances from the men and women coming and going.
Leng Xiao stepped forward and whispered: "Then Shen Qingci didn't pick up Miss Ming and has already gone to the escort agency."
"Um."
Murong Yu responded lightly and his eyes fell on Ming Wuyou's straight back.
He has been a little busy in the past few days. He and Ming Wuyou have been exchanging letters. But two days ago, he suddenly received a report from Leng Xiao. Ming Wuyou has to go to the escort agency every day and Shen Qingci will pick him up.
He regarded Shen Qingci as his love rival, how could he bear this?
Therefore, he was waiting on the road yesterday, and Ming Wuyou's time was taken up today, so he couldn't give Shen Qingci the slightest chance. This chapter has been completed!