Chapter 750: Too Angry

Xie Jin was silent for a moment, and a sad look appeared on his handsome face: "When Yao Yao says this now, does he want to put me on the fire? No matter how I explain, Yao Yao won't believe me?"

Xuanyuan Yao's heart twisted.

"I will send someone to escort Zong Yushang separately. I will never have a chance to get along with him for a moment." Xie Jin pursed his lips and said softly, "Yao Yao, is this okay?"

Xuanyuan Yao frowned and stared into his dull eyes: "Why do you seem to have wronged you?"

Xie Jin pursed his lips and shook his head slowly: "I'm not wronged, it's just that I didn't do a good job, and Yaoyao should be angry."

"I'm not angry either." Xuanyuan Yao said, "Although -"

"Master Xie, why don't you speak?" Chu Nanyi's gentle voice sounded again, "Does Zong Yushang want to——"

"Get out!" Xuanyuan Yao picked up the pillow and threw it at the door, "Get away!"

Chu Nanyi took a step back, raised her hand and touched her nose, shook her head and clicked her tongue: "Is it possible that you are so angry because you are not satisfied with your desires?"

The weather is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire.

"Yao Yao, calm down." Xie Jin held Xuanyuan Yaofa's waist with one hand and his shoulders with the other, pressing him down and raising his head to kiss him, "Chu Nanyi did it on purpose, ignore him. "

Xuanyuan Yao lowered his head and bit his neck.

…

The sun is shining brightly in the morning, and there is a clean and cool breath in the air.

Zong Yushang was sitting alone in front of the stone table in the flower hall. Her extremely beautiful face became even more beautiful under the morning sun.

Most of the resettlement work for the victims has been carried out, and everyone's mood has relaxed. They feel that the air after the rain is really fresh, pure and reassuring.

Chu Nanyi walked slowly up the corridor and flower hall and sat down on the stone stool. There was freshly brewed tea on the table. He raised his hand to pour himself a cup and said lightly: "Young Master Zong is not very old. The thoughtfulness is impressive. ”

"If I didn't have a little bit of scheming, how could I have survived until now in the greedy Zong family?" Zong Yushang smiled faintly, "I would have found a place with beautiful scenery and settled it long ago."

Chu Nanyi looked at him with a frown: "You want to go to the Imperial Capital with us?"

Zong Yushang nodded.

"What are you doing in the imperial capital?"

"Of course it's about Mianzhou and the Zong family." Zong Yushang said, "There are some things that Mr. Xie cannot decide. I need to go to the imperial capital to meet with Her Majesty the Queen."

Chu Nanyi chuckled.

"Mr. Chu, do you think I am not qualified to meet the Holy Spirit?" Zong Yushang took a sip of tea and said in a calm voice, "Whether I am qualified or not is not important. What I went to the imperial capital to tell His Majesty this time is important. If Your Majesty agrees to my request, , then of course everything is fine, but if I don’t agree, I will be accused and beheaded along with Mr. Zhizhou’s group of corrupt officials, and there will be no need to return to Mianzhou.”

Chu Nanyi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him with some surprise: "Young Master Zong is quite open-minded about life and death."

"So what if you can't look away?" Zong Yushang raised his eyes slightly, "Some people are destined to live a lifetime of glory and wealth when they are born. They can get wind and rain, and some people even live with dignity is a luxury. . This world is inherently unfair, and not looking away will only make you suffer more."

Chu Nanyi was silent for a moment, then smiled gracefully: "No wonder Xie Jin is willing to cooperate with you."

Hearing this, Zong Yushang slowly revealed a teasing smile: "I wonder if Mr. Xie can walk out of the room intact today."

"Don't worry, Crown Prince Yao can't bear to do anything to him." Chu Nanyi said calmly, "He is just a hard-spoken guy with a soft heart."

He was shouting fiercely, but in fact he couldn't stand Xie Jin's coaxing with a few words. Moreover, Xie Jin was as cunning as a fox. With a little show of obedience and a few soft words, Xuanyuan Yao quickly surrendered.

Zong Yushang thought thoughtfully: "So they actually really love each other?"

"Otherwise?" Chu Nanyi smiled lightly, "Do you think they were forced?"

Zong Yushang shook his head: "It's not that I thought I was being forced. I just always thought I had some hidden agenda. It doesn't seem to be the case now."

"Aren't you two sleepy?" Mo Lingan came over waving his fan, "If you don't want to sleep for a while, can we discuss disaster relief matters?"

Zong Yushang and Chu Nanyi turned to look at him at the same time.

"What are you looking at me doing?" Mo Lingan took off his clothes and sat down in front of the table. He put his fan on the table, reached for a tea cup on the tea tray, and poured himself a cup of tea. "Xie Jin and Prince Yao are at this moment. He is busy and has no time to pay attention to us. We should discuss our own countermeasures... If we can take the opportunity to make full decisions on disaster relief matters, when we return to the imperial capital, we may be able to take all the credit and let Xie Jin stay alone. Go play.”

"This is a good idea, but the possibility of it being realized is too low." Chu Nanyi said, "Prince Yao will watch you take credit for his sweetheart's achievements? Aren't you afraid that the Black Obsidian Army under his command will find an uninhabited cliff? Throw you down and destroy your body?"

As Zong Yushang listened to them talking, she couldn't help feeling a little envious of their special friendship.

Although it sounds like they are teasing each other, or even joking, what is hidden under this teasing is trust in each other without any grudges, and a completely casual and indifferent attitude toward fame, fortune, and wealth.

Only someone who doesn't care about anything can talk about such a topic so calmly.

People who are obsessed with money and money already have a guilty conscience, so how dare they talk about life and death and merit so casually? They have carefully thought about every word they say countless times in their hearts, fearing that they will be caught by others or reveal the secrets in their hearts that they don’t want others to know.

Like a stinky rat that cannot stand the light, it always lives in the dark and never sees the light.