"Master Mu, how could you do this? You left me and my young lady on the roadside so late at night, how could you bear it?" Qier asked.

Mu Zichuan blushed: "Miss Yan'er..."

Zhuier pointed to the carriage in front and said, "That carriage is so big. It can accommodate two more people, let alone the four of us!"

Mu Zichuan said: "We can sit down, but Qing'er and I haven't seen each other for a long time. I want to talk about old times alone. Please ask Miss Han and Miss Mei'er for their understanding. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed!"

He raised his hands and bowed.

This sincere and sincere attitude is exactly what a serious scholar should have.

Mei'er was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

Beside her, Han Ruyi tried her best to take a few deep breaths before suppressing her anger.

She turned her head and glared at Mei'er, and shouted: "Zi'er, step back, don't be so rude to Master Mu!"

Mei'er was full of grievances, but she had no choice but to say, "Yes."

Then he stepped aside with his mouth pursed, and his eyes were like knives, piercing Yang Ruoqing's body.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Yang Ruoqing stood there, curling her lips innocently.

Here, Han Ruyi turned around, glanced at Mu Zichuan and Yang Ruoqing, and then she forced out a smile.

"Master Mu, the maid is ignorant and contradicted you. I hope that you, Master, have a lot of money and give Ruyi a good deal. Don't argue with her." Han Ruyi said.

Mu Zichuan also smiled faintly and shook his head.

Han Ruyi continued: "Master Mu, Ruyi doesn't want to disturb the house this night."

"I have a heartless request, and I hope Master Mu will grant it."

Mu Zichuan raised his hand: "If Miss Han has any instructions, it doesn't hurt to just tell her."

Han Ruyi said: "Ruyi can go to the teahouse and wait first. I kindly ask Master Mu to send your friend off and then return to the teahouse to pick up our master and servant?"

"To be honest, I sneaked out to play today. I didn't want to make too much noise. My dad will punish me then..."

Han Ruyi said with a pitiful look.

This look is really heartwarming.

Not to mention men, even Yang Ruoqing, a woman, almost agreed out of sheer enthusiasm.

Beside him, Mu Zichuan nodded without hesitation: "Okay."

Then, Mu Zichuan supported Yang Ruoqing and walked straight to the carriage.

Yang Ruoqing took two steps and felt another pair of those little knife-like eyes on her back.

Even with his eyes closed, he knew it was definitely Han Ruyi.

Hey, what kind of physique do I have?

Why do you attract so much hatred wherever you go?

Before getting on the carriage, Yang Ruoqing turned her head and raised her lips to Han Ruyi, the master and servant who was still standing on the roadside, and smiled sarcastically.

He raised his middle finger at them and then got into the car decisively.

Muzichuan followed him into the carriage. The coachman waved his whip, and the carriage drove smoothly out, heading straight towards the perfume shop at Ximen.

On the side of the road, Gian'er stomped her feet in the direction of the carriage going away.

"Miss, look at that village woman's proud and arrogant look, I really want to tear her face off!" Qi'er said angrily.

The smile on Han Ruyi's face completely disappeared, and the fingers holding the Xiangfei Fan were trembling slightly.

She looked at the carriage turning the corner in front of her with cold eyes, and bit out a few words between her teeth.

"Isn't she just a village woman? He actually, actually left my majestic Miss Taishifu in the middle of the road?"

"What kind of magical tricks does this Yang Ruoqing have?"

"Why does Muzichuan look like a different person when he is with her?"

Hearing Han Ruyi's muttering to himself, Yan'er was also puzzled.

"So, men are all blind." Qi'er said.

"How can that Yang Ruoqing compare to you, Miss?"

"It's vulgar and old-fashioned, and it doesn't look like much."

"In a restaurant, you still speak so dirty. Even if you are doing business, you probably only know a few words and can write your own name. At heart, you are still a country bumpkin!"

"What kind of taste does this Muzichuan have? Our young lady, you are the most beautiful woman in the capital. You are so blind!"

Bian'er's angry words made Han Ruyi feel even more uncomfortable.

"Shut up, you are chirping, you can't help me, you will hinder me!" Han Ruyi scolded Mei'er.

Qi'er was startled for a moment, with a confused look on his face.

Han Ruyi continued: "When I had dinner with Mu Zichuan before, I told him that I met a shrewd beggar woman in the previous restaurant. I was so frightened that I lost my appetite, so I changed to another restaurant. I didn't say

It’s Yang Ruoqing.”

"It's better if you come over and mention the restaurant. Now Mu Zichuan knows that the shrewd beggar woman I mentioned was scolding Yang Ruoqing..." Han Ruyi said.

Mei'er suddenly realized and said: "Miss, even if this is the case, so what? That Yang Ruoqing is a shrew!"

Han Ruyi frowned and said: "I know she is a shrew, but, hey, I can't tell clearly. In short, she is a shrew, but I can't let Mu Zichuan see my indecent side."

"That's all, let's not mention this matter. Let's go into the teahouse and wait. It's freezing outside."

Han Ruyi said, turned and entered a teahouse behind her.

In the carriage.

Yang Ruoqing looked at Mu Zichuan, then smiled at him and winked.

"You kid, no wonder you didn't go back to accompany your mother during the Chinese New Year, and you didn't burn incense to visit the graves of your ancestors from the Mu family,"

"After doing this for a long time, it turned out that I was trying to pick up girls in the capital, hahaha..."

"Pick up girls?"

Mu Zichuan was confused by her novel word.

"Picking up girls means picking up girls and flirting with them!" Yang Ruoqing continued.

Muzichuan's head became more and more confused.

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand, "You are such an idiot. You are a top-notch student, so why are there barriers to communication? Hey!"

"Just tell me, are you cultivating a relationship with that Miss Han just now? When do you plan to go to her to propose marriage?"

Mu Zichuan finally understood this extremely straightforward question.

His face suddenly fell, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

"Qing'er, what are you talking about? It's nothing!"

He sat up straight and said with a serious face.

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and snickered, "Oh, why are you looking so serious? Are you shy? Or something?"

Mu Zichuan remained silent.

"Oh, it's time for boys to get married and girls to get married. My godmother is looking forward to having her grandson at home like the stars and the moon. It's a good thing that you have the girl you like!" she added.

Mu Zichuan frowned and turned to look at her: "Her name is Han Ruyi, she is the direct granddaughter of Master Han and the niece of the current queen."

"Wow, it's so big!" Yang Ruoqing deliberately opened her eyes wide.

Sure enough, that damn guy is running a perfume shop behind the scenes.
Chapter completed!