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"Have you negotiated with those merchants?" Song Yuan glanced at the tea brought by the guards. The water here was bitter, and she really didn't like to drink it. Before she could speak, Wei Yan brought the cut melons.

"Miss Mu, try it too. This is a melon from outside the pass. It's sweet and delicious." Wei Yan said enthusiastically.

Mu Wantang was quite embarrassed, and waited for him to go out before continuing: "I didn't talk about it in detail. I'm not very skilled in business matters. I don't dare to make up my own mind on such a big matter. I always have to go back and talk to my friends." It can only be decided after consultation with an old shopkeeper, but I have heard that many textile merchants are going around, and several groups of people have come to my cotton field."

"That's fine, but you should be more careful." Song Yuan took a piece of melon, she liked the sweet taste: "Wei Yan, where are the seeds of this melon?"

Wei Yan's voice came from outside the house: "Yes, my subordinate has left it behind. I will give it to Mr. An tomorrow to see if it can be planted."

Mu Wantang also took a sip: "This is indeed delicious, Your Highness, is Mr. An the one who grows sweet potatoes and wheat in Leping?"

"Well, it's him. I invited him to the northwest. I can only feel at ease when he's here. He's obsessed with farming, so he can be regarded as congenial to me." Song Yuan paused: "Do you want to see him?"

Mu Wantang nodded: "There was a situation in my cotton field once. It was said that it was sick. At that time, there was nothing I could do. I just burned a piece to save the rest. I would like to ask Mr. An for advice."

"I don't know if he's asleep yet." Song Yuan shouted out of the room again: "Has Mr. An slept yet? Go and see, if not, please invite him over."

"Okay." Someone outside the house responded immediately.

When the guards went to find An Zhou, he was still asleep, and followed the guards as soon as they finished speaking, and asked with a smile: "Miss Mu? Are you a friend of His Highness?"

"It's Your Highness's unmarried. Well, it's the noble concubine bestowed to His Highness by the late emperor. She has a different status, and she didn't go through the house because of the national funeral." The guard didn't know how to introduce Mu Wantang's identity: "Ms. Mu's family owns land in the northwest. Cotton, this time I came here specially to visit His Highness."

An Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness was given a marriage? Her."

He swallowed the words in time, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense about Song Yuan being a girl. He is a person who has experienced the cruelty of this era, and he knows how difficult it is for Song Yuan to reach his current position.

Although the offer of marriage surprised him, but in terms of Song Yuan's status, she couldn't refuse it.

Following the guards to Mingtang, Song Yuan got up to introduce him. Mu Wantang was not surprised by his disability, and greeted him very politely. An Zhoushi didn't dare to look at her. She was almost beaten to death by Song Shu because of a trumped-up charge. It made him very afraid of the rules of this era.

"It's really disturbing to invite your husband here at such a late hour." Song Yuan invited him to sit down: "Miss Mu is leaving tomorrow, she has some questions to ask her husband, so I can only trouble him."

An Zhoushi smiled and shook his head: "Don't bother, it's still early."

He looked at Mu Wantang, and waited for her to speak. Mu Wantang was not petty, and hurriedly described the things in his cotton field in detail. Song Yuan didn't pay much attention to these things, so he walked to the door, looked at them and whispered to each other. Wei Yan and the others, seeing that they had been discovered, immediately shut up.

"What are you talking about?" Song Yuan gave them half of the melon in his hand: "Try it too, it's a rare thing, and it's not bad for me."

Wei Yan quickly waved his hand: "This food is precious, your Highness will be fine if you eat it."

"I've eaten it. It's good. Let's try it all." Song Yuan put the melon into his hand: "Tomorrow you also go outside for a walk and listen to what's going on outside."

She didn't say clearly that Song Fu and the others already knew the approximate amount of cotton production this year, which meant that the news of the people who wore a pair of pants with them was very timely. Now that she has made a deal with Song Fu and Song Fu, those people should also After hearing the rumors that the arrangement was made, it was up to them how to deal with it.

They responded, Song Yuan looked into the room, and warned them slightly: "Don't talk nonsense in front of Mr. An, he is a person who has suffered, and he is timid."

They felt guilty for a moment, Wei Yan boldly asked: "Your Highness just let Miss Mu go back?"

"Otherwise?" Song Yuan didn't quite understand what he meant.

Wei Yan rubbed his nose: "Your Highness and Ms. Mu were married by the late emperor. Although they haven't officially married yet, they don't really care about their status as concubines. Your Highness has already performed the coronation ceremony, so there should be someone around to wait on you."

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Song Yuan frowned and pondered for a while before she realized what he was talking about, and stared directly at her: "Don't talk nonsense like this in the future. Even if there is an engagement, you can't overstep the rules if you are not polite. This is respect for her. I Not a prodigal son."

"Yes." Wei Yan didn't dare to say any more.

The last time Song Chun asked if Song Yuan was close to the woman, he started to pay attention. After so long, he found that Song Yuan only walked a little closer to Mu Wantang and still had that relationship, so he proposed it.

Soon, An Zhoushi came out: "Your Highness, then I will go back first."

"Excuse me sir." Song Yuan politely sent him back to his room.

Mu Wantang also came out: "Mr. An is very knowledgeable, and I have never heard of many insights, and I don't know where I learned from, but he is so powerful."

"It is indeed powerful. If there are more such powerful people, the life of the common people will be much easier." Song Yuan gave her the lantern: "You should also go back to the house to rest earlier."

Mu Wantang didn't pick it up right away, with a shy expression on her face: "Can Your Highness take me back to the room?"

Her voice was soft, and Wei Yan and the others standing next to her instantly understood what she meant, and all their eyes fell on Song Yuan.

"Are you afraid of the dark? Then let's go."

She agreed, and Mu Wantang blushed immediately. Song Yuan walked in front with a lamp, and she hurriedly followed with a blushing face. A guard who was out of tune was about to follow, but Wei Yan snatched her back.

The place where Mu Wantang lived was not far away, just two turns away, Song Yuan stopped in the yard, and had no intention of going in, and when they arrived, no one came out, and he knew what Mu Wantang was thinking.

"Your Highness." Mu Wantang was very shy.

Song Yuan looked back at her: "Although you and I have a marriage contract, we are not very polite, and if you overstep the rules rashly, people will say right and wrong. As a man, I can only be laughed at twice, but your reputation is the most important thing. "

"Does Your Highness despise me?" Mu Wantang panicked in her eyes. She really liked Song Yuan, but she was inferior to her status, so she had such a plan.

Song Yuan quickly denied: "No, you and I just have different identities, and I didn't dislike it. In my opinion, teenage years are the time to do a big job. If you are trapped in the inner house for me at this time, your whole life will be ruined." There is only Sifang House, with your ability, wouldn't it be a pity?"