Problems that money can solve are not problems.

Yang Ruoqing figured out this truth in her last life.

Well, those "customers" who seemed to be coming with a fierce attack and had no need to discuss, now found out the truth, and the culprit was Dayao.

Then without Han Ruyi's secret support for them, Yang Ruoqing once again took out some money to express condolences.

Everyone is happy.

Next, Yang Ruoqing wants to suspend the Ximen shop for a period of time for rectification.

By the way, I have to recruit a shopkeeper from outside.

I have been busy working on this matter for the past few days. I have been walking outside all day long, and my feet have become blistered.

I was finally able to have a comfortable afternoon nap.

When lying on the bed, looking at Luo Fengtang's pillow next to him, he couldn't help but wonder, what is he doing at this moment?

It's been two days since he left. At this moment, he should be busy setting up the hunting grounds with the second prince on the Western Mountain, right?

When the King of Qi comes to hunt with a large army, there must be many princesses, princesses and so on from the royal family.

Those warblers, wouldn’t they fall in love with our brave and capable Tang Yaozi?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Both proud and proud, but also a little bit worried.

I am proud because my man is excellent and I have good taste, and then I am lucky enough to have 'occupied' such a good man as my husband.

But any normal woman will have this kind of vanity.

Faint worry is inevitable, unless you don't love him or don't care about him.

There is a saying that says, never use money to test a woman, let alone use a woman to test a man.

Yes, as long as we are human, we will have inner demons.

She herself is no exception, and Luo Fengtang is certainly no exception.

Overcoming inner demons and suppressing inner demons is not something everyone can do.

She can, and she believes Luo Fengtang can too.

Why!

Turning over, she felt that her balls were really hurting because of her random thoughts.

Stop worrying and just give your trust to the other person.

I pulled up the quilt, covered my head, had a good sleep, and waited for the big meal in the evening.

When I woke up, the sun had already set, and Mu Zichuan was already sitting steadily in the shop downstairs, waiting.

"Ah? Why didn't you send the guy up to call me when you came? I was almost asleep and kept you waiting for a long time!"

Yang Ruoqing went downstairs, feeling refreshed.

Mu Zichuan raised his eyes and looked towards her, with a gentle and tolerant smile on his handsome and handsome face.

"I just came here, so I didn't wait long," he said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, walked over and picked up the teapot to pour herself a bowl of tea.

As soon as her fingers touched the weight of the teapot, she guessed how long Mu Zichuan had been waiting.

The skill of making three bowls of tea is definitely there.

This nerd has learned to lie...

"Qing'er, are you ready? If you are, let's set off." Mu Zichuan put down the tea bowl in his hand and said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "You're ready, let's go."

Mu Zichuan took a look at the clothes she was wearing and the bun on her head.

"Why don't you go back and change your clothes or put on some jewelry before going out?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then smiled.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan said: "It's too simple and elegant. Other women dress more colorfully than you. I feel sad when I see it."

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Immediately, she couldn't help laughing.

Mu Zichuan was even more confused by her smile. She was obviously talking about a very serious topic, right?

This girl, why is her laughter point so low? What’s so funny about this?

"Qing'er, why are you laughing?" Mu Zichuan couldn't help but ask.

Yang Ruoqing finally stopped laughing and said: "I laughed at what you said, hey, we are not a couple or a couple,"

"You're inviting me to dinner, not on a date or anything like that. Why do I have to dress up in such a fancy way? It's not necessary."

She waved her hand.

"Besides, my simple and elegant outfit looks great, clean and refreshing."

"I am a hibiscus grown out of clear water, naturally decorated with carvings. My Tang Yazi likes to see me like this!" She chirped, making Mu Zichuan blush.

He touched his nose in embarrassment and said, "Okay, I'm worrying too much, but it's still a bit cold outside at night. Do you have a cloak?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "I'll get the cloak and come back down. Just wait for me."

She quickly went back to the room upstairs and took her cloak. Before leaving, she looked into the bronze mirror.

Well, she is indeed very elegant. If you pick any of the women in the capital at this age, they are probably more beautiful than her.

It’s not that she can’t afford those bright clothes or those expensive jewelry.

She didn't like that, and Luo Fengtang was the same as her.

A woman likes her appearance, and since Tang Yazi is not here, there is no need for her to dress up. She can just be generous and decent as usual.

Putting the cloak inlaid with white fox fur on her body, Yang Ruoqing followed Mu Zichuan out of the shop.

The carriage stopped at the door, and Mu Zichuan personally went up to open the curtain of the carriage for her.

The two of them got into the carriage, and she found that the carriage was fully stocked with snacks to eat, tea to drink, and even chessboards and chess pieces to relieve fatigue.

Looking at him sitting down opposite her, she couldn't help but smile and asked: "Everything is so well prepared, which distant farm are you planning to take me to for dinner?"

Mu Zichuan smiled and said: "Not far away, there is a restaurant two streets away. I have been there twice. The environment is good."

On the way, the two men played several games of chess.

The game was Go, and Yang Ruoqing's chess skills could kill the fourth uncle, fifth uncle, and Uncle Chang Geng instantly in the village.

But when meeting Mu Zichuan, all he could do was raise the white flag.

"Oh, no, no, no, we are not in the same rank at all. I am just looking for abuse." She pushed the chess piece in front of her and started to cheat.

Mu Zichuan smiled happily.

"There's no bet. If I lose, I won't force you to marry me. Why are you panicking?" He deliberately teased.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him, "When did the dignified Mu Tanhualang learn to be talkative?"

"No matter how hard I try, I can never take myself as a bet!" she said.

"However, playing chess is not my strong point. I will not be stupid enough to compare my lameness with your strong point." She said again.

Mu Zichuan raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of interest, and asked: "In that case, Qing'er, can you tell me what your strengths are?"

"It's killing..."

She almost revealed that her specialty was killing people.

Speaking of which, I was an agent in my previous life, not a killer.
Chapter completed!