"Sir, please speak." Mu Qianyu said as he walked towards the superior Bei Chenye, smiled at him, and sat on the main seat a small table away from him.
She is considered a landowner here, so it is natural for her to sit in the owner's seat.
When Beichen Ye saw her smiling, he just slightly curved his lips, and there was more of a look of reluctance in his eyes.
Mu Qianyu was so careless that he didn't look carefully. He just sat aside and went to get his tea to drink.
"My father learned that the emperor has the three-color golden crow essence fire. I sincerely ask the emperor to come to our Canglan Holy Land to help my father refine the treasure." Zhao Ye said and bowed respectfully.
The etiquette can be said to be very thoughtful.
Feng Xiyu added at the side: "Xiao Ye's father is Holy Lord Canglan. Their family has always been the Holy Lord passed down from generation to generation. Holy Lord Canglan is also an alchemist. I heard that he is refining a very good pill recently.
An important magical weapon."
Mu Qianyu didn't expect that the other party would ask her to help so much. Although borrowing a little Golden Crow Essence Fire was not a big deal, it was still somewhat dangerous to travel across mountains and rivers to someone else's sphere of influence.
If she gets to the Holy Land, it will be too easy for someone to attack her. After all, the mighty dragon is not even a local snake, so she might not even be considered a young dragon in front of their Holy Lord.
"My father said that if the emperor is willing to help, I am willing to use the power of our Holy Land to protect you. In addition, our Canglan Holy Land owes you a favor. If the Emperor needs help in the future, the Holy Land will naturally do its best."
Zhao Ye was young but smart, so he immediately gave guarantees and conditions.
Mu Qianyu also smiled and said: "The Holy Son and the Holy Lord are really sincere. Ordinarily, this matter of borrowing fire is just a trivial matter. I should agree immediately. However, the auction has not yet ended. Can the Holy Son allow me to consider it?"
Night."
She wanted to learn more about the Holy Land from Beichen Ye.
"It's natural. My father told me to follow your schedule, even if you have to wait half a year, you have to wait." Zhao Ye agreed immediately.
Mu Qianyu felt that this child was quite sincere.
Next, Beichenye asked Luo Wuxian for his opinion and arranged them in a room on the second floor. Feng Xiyu knew that he was very familiar with Zhao Ye and took him to see the room and asked the chef to cook for him.
Order something to eat.
Mu Qianyu followed Bei Chenye back to the room. After the two took a shower, they lay on the bed. Mu Qianyu ran directly into Bei Chenye's arms, rested on his arm, and breathed out lazily.
Bei Chenye turned sideways, and most of his white undershirt slipped down. He gently scratched the bridge of Mu Qianyu's nose and said, "Madam, you want to ask your husband's opinion?"
"The favor of the Holy Land is really a big temptation, and I have nothing to do now." After Mu Qianyu finished speaking, he looked at Bei Chenye and asked, "I want to ask if this Holy Land and the Holy Son are reliable?"
"Although Canglan Holy Land is at the bottom of the three holy lands, it actually has the deepest foundation. It has always been very low-key. Master has said that the Holy Lord is a gentleman and the Holy Son has a pure conscience."
After saying this, Beichen Ye said, "But it's unknown whether there will be any variables."
Mu Qianyu went through this information in his mind and said: "Everything in this world has variables. It is difficult to determine which thing is completely without danger. Knowing it is probably enough."
"Will Madam go?" Beichenye asked. There was probably no one in the world who knew his wife better than him.
"Is it far?" Mu Qianyu asked.
"The Southern Territory is not very big. It will take about ten days to arrive." Beichen Ye replied.
Mu Qianyu understood and asked him again: "Then do you want me to go?"
"I will return to the dojo in a few days." Beichenye tightened his arm around her waist and said, "I want to take you to see the master."
Mu Qianyu blinked, "Meet the parents again?"
"Although this master is not a preacher, he saved my life and awakened my bloodline for me. He is my very important elder." Bei Chenye looked at her and said.
"Then I have to meet him, and I have to apologize to the old man." Mu Qianyu suddenly thought of the arrogant words he had uttered when Lord Dao took away the seriously injured Beichen Ye.
She said that if the dojo harmed him, she would destroy the entire dojo. Thinking about it now, she was young and frivolous.
Beichen Ye looked at her, patted her back and said: "Go, I know you want to go, it's not too late to see you when you come back."
"My husband is truly a flower of interpretation." Mu Qianyu smiled brightly, and what she wanted to say was to see you again.
There is not much time left for her. She must bring the entire Southern Territory into her own territory. However, the Southern Territory is difficult to conquer, and she has not thought of a good way yet.
Being able to gain favor from a Holy Land would be an extra bargaining chip, and if she didn't go, she would most likely become enemies, and the situation would only be unfavorable to her.
Bei Chenye turned to her side and kissed her smooth forehead, and whispered: "Thank you for your hard work, madam. I will find a solution here in the Southern Territory."
"You don't have to be too right to help me. Your identity is really trying to trick me, and it's enough to do some tricks in secret." Mu Qianyu also thought about Beichen Ye.
As the young master of the Taoist temple, he can't just eat the food of Zhengdao and then turn around and throw the blame on Zhengdao.
This was really cruel and torturous for him, so Mu Qianyu didn't agree with what he did.
Bei Chenye nodded slightly: "I know what's appropriate, and now I know what's right and what's wrong, but Madam must be extremely careful during this trip to avoid any changes."
"Generally, wherever I go, there are bound to be variables." Mu Qianyu chuckled. She is a very self-aware person.
"Be careful." Beichenye flicked her forehead.
"I know, but what do you mean by right or wrong just now?" Mu Qianyu expressed his doubts.
"That's what Luo Wuxian said, but this matter is a bit complicated, and my husband doesn't want to discuss it now." Bei Chenye said, turning over slightly and already pressing Mu Qianyu under him.
Mu Qianyu looked at his ascetic face and the undercurrent in his eyes, and couldn't help but complain in his heart that any appearance of asceticism was all a lie.
"Madam, please don't be distracted." Bei Chenye leaned over and slowly kissed her lips.
Mu Qianyu surrendered after a few moments under this offensive and slowly closed his eyes.
Zhao Ye didn't sleep well that night. He was worried about the outcome of the discussion here.
Here, Mu Qianyu and Beichen Ye reached a consensus early on with their amazing tacit understanding. They didn't mention the Holy Land again in the following time, but they knew they had to say goodbye and didn't want to waste the time they spent together.
Because the trouble was really heavy, only Beichenye got up the next morning, and Feng Xiyu came early to inquire about the news: "Master Shaojun, how did your wife decide?"
Beichenye looked at her eager gaze, moved his eyes, and asked, "You seem to be a little more positive about this matter than is common sense?"