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    "The progress is far faster than I imagined. It seems that Mo Yuan still put a lot of thought into it." Xu Yi thought silently, his eyes drifted away from Mo Yuan, who was pretending to be an ordinary girl playing in the woods in the distance, and again.  Turning back to Yue Lang, she now deserves the title of stunning beauty even more than when she first met.

    Mu Qiao was originally a beauty controler, and Yue Lang's appearance was already very good-looking to her before, but now, with a bit of charm bonus that seems to be invisible, it is even more amazing in people's hearts  There were superpositions and increments, so she couldn't help sighing: "She is really pretty."

    "Qiaoqiao looks better." The sweet words blurted out, Xu Yi was slightly taken aback, he didn't think about anything just now, but subconsciously rejected Mu Qiao's words, but now that he thinks about it carefully, indeed, he likes Yuelang better than Yuelang  Mu Qiao.

    Mu Qiao couldn't help laughing when she heard the words, and regardless of whether the words were true or not, at least she was happy to hear them. As for other details, there is no need to delve into them.

    Xu Yi raised her hand as a gesture of invitation, Mu Qiao looked at Xu Yi's hand that had been acting as her guide, and nodded, so the two of them looked like they were going out to play, and slowly walked around this place  The superb view by the lake cut off the distance from Yuelang.

    So, one occasionally raised his eyes and looked at each other, and the people on both sides were taken aback. Yue Lang timidly clenched the messenger's hand, took two steps back, and said respectfully, Lord City Lord.

    Facing the beauty's pity, the emissary naturally rose to the highest peak of machismo. He shook the tender little hand in his comfortingly, and did not forget to swipe the delicate little palm provocatively, and then  In front of Xu Yi, he acted like an envoy: "Today is just right, and the city lord will definitely make this marriage for me."

    Xu Yi raised his eyebrows, he didn't seem to feel that there was any harm in being given the name of a matchmaker by the envoy, instead he accepted it calmly and said yes, but after he answered, he still turned his head  Looking at Yue Lang: "What do you think?"

    "The city lord is worrying too much. I won't do things that are difficult for others. It's like the city lord has a deep love for the city lord's wife. The two seem to be in love with each other. The same is true for me and Langlang." The envoy patted the back of Yue Lang's hand,  On the one hand, he was half pointing, half talking condescendingly, as if he was a little dissatisfied that Xu Yi skipped him to see Yuelang.

    Xu Yi didn't expect Yue Lang to progress so quickly. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was the envoy who was looking at his face too much, or whether he underestimated Yue Lang, so he turned his eyes on Yue Lang to the envoy.  He could see that the envoy was very infatuated with Yue Lang now.

    "Since that's the case, then, this joy, our city will still have something to share. I'll talk about it!" Xu Yi smiled kindly.  He said his promise.

    A chance encounter ended in a happy situation for both sides. Xu Yi said goodbye with Mu Qiao who was silent and blankly opened his eyes. After walking away, he turned his head and looked at Mu Qiao: "It seems  , sometimes Yuri is not unfounded, Yuelang's progress far exceeds my imagination."

    "In your opinion, what is Yue Lang to the envoy?" Mu Qiao slightly turned her head and looked up at Xu Yi. Maybe it's because men's thinking is different from women's thinking. In her opinion, this progress is also considered.  Not surprisingly, after all, for a man who is in charge of the house, it is enough for a woman to be beautiful and gentle. As for the so-called perception of the heart, it is not important.

    Yue Lang is the daughter of an aristocrat, and her father is the minister of this rising city. In the eyes of the envoy, this woman has a good looks, a temperament, and a background, so it is only natural for her to be a wife.  , what's more, this stunning woman still has some meaning for him. Although it's fun to ask for it, it's more comfortable to be in love with each other, isn't it?

    "He really wants to marry her. Maybe our plan is not the best." Xu Yi didn't care much about this sudden situation, he was mainly concerned that Yue Lang might be raised like this for the rest of his life.  Just a little disappointed in the backyard.

    Although he didn't want to engage in beauty tricks, Xu Yi felt that it would be good to mess up the capital with just one woman, so he immediately left the formal channel, which was indeed unexpected.

    "If you think it's okay, you can put her father in prison, then she is not a nobleman." Mu Qiao heard a little disappointment in Xu Yi's words. Although she felt that the idea in her heart was not a good idea, she still said it  After she said it, she looked at Xu Yi's surprised eyes, thought for a while, and added, "Just pretend to be in prison, and only affect Yue Lang?"

    "Sometimes, some of your whims surprise me." Xu Yi naturally knows.?What Mu Qiao said is still feasible to a certain extent, but there is only one thing that cannot be done, that is, Yue Lang's father has a different heart, but there is no evidence for this different heart.  Therefore, he couldn't really convict this well-connected nobleman, and he couldn't get him to cooperate with him in a play to give him a handle.

    Mu Qiao also knew that her thinking was indeed a little out of consideration, so she didn't speak, and on the other side, the messenger lowered her head and kissed the back of Yue Lang's hand. I have to say, this progress is really touching.

    This place is originally a place to play on the outskirts of the city, and it is also well-known in the whole country. Therefore, not far from the lake, all kinds of small tea sheds that are simply built to protect the sun and rain are also doing very well. After all  , except in the city, this is the only place where you can rest your feet.

    Seeing the woman with an ordinary face, Xu Yi had no choice but to admire Mo Yuan's power. At this place, when the two of them came in, only Mo Yuan had a few vacancies.

    "Excuse me, can I share the table?" Xu Yi took Mu Qiao and walked straight over, squeezed Mu Qiao's hand, indicating that he was about to speak, and then asked softly.

    Mo Yuan looked outside the shed, she didn't seem to care who was going to share the table, so she nodded her head, so, seeing people took their seats, the people around them also resumed their own small circles, those who should rest, and those who should eat  .

    "She is ambitious. Does the master have a way to control her? If she can escape once, she will probably be difficult to deal with." Mo Yuan lowered her voice while drinking tea, and her volume was very well controlled.  When Xu Yi happened to hear it, the surrounding area became blurred.

    "Qiaoqiao thinks, is this enough?" Turning his head, Xu Yi looked at Mu Qiao very seriously, and asked with a smile.

    Mu Qiao looked at Mo Yuan with a solemn and worried face, and only then did she realize that this was probably Yue Lang's teacher, so she smiled and said, "Although you can teach her everything, you can tell her,  Apart from that, her life and death are also in my mind." (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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