After I kissed the rough man Khan, I was busy farming in the grassland

After Li Xianyun finished speaking, she left with the others.

Princess Jinyu looked coldly at the direction Li Xianyun was leaving. Her maid said at the side: "The Khitan Princess is nothing more than that. She can't even afford one hundred thousand taels."

Princess Jinyu spends money like water, and her maids also look wealthy.

Princess Jinyu heard this, but there was no hint of joy on her face.

Forced by Ye Luyan's power, she only dared to disgust Li Xianyun over this kind of thing.

Yesterday at the hunting ground, Princess Jinyu could see clearly that Yeluyan liked Li Xianyun and even gave her the Khan Order, which symbolized power and status. This also meant that Yeluyan put his wealth and life in her hands.

Princess Jinyu painfully realized the reality. Yeluyan's love for Li Xianyun was by no means a temporary passion, let alone lust. If Yeluyan was so easily fascinated by sex, he wouldn't have been surrounded by even half a woman for so many years. There is no shadow at all.

It seems that it is absolutely impossible for her to marry the Khitan.

It would also be good to add more obstacles to Li Xianyun.

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After careful consideration, Li Xianyun went to a shop she liked, signed a contract, and paid the money.

The two stores are finally confirmed.

The next step is to decorate the store.

It is said that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. Without a good store environment, others will definitely think that the things in the store are not good.

The store where you buy food must be neat and tidy, and both must be exquisite.

The decoration of the two shops is also relatively simple.

During the decoration of Ruyifang, many craftsmen were used and the cooperation was relatively smooth. Li Xianyun plans to use them again.

As for manpower, except for the person in charge who is his confidant, others need to be recruited from outside.

In order to prevent many people from inserting some people to cause trouble because of her identity, Li Xianyun did not plan to show up to manage the two shops again, and only came forward to discuss the matters of the medical pavilion and the opening of the school.

When Murong Ce's letter was delivered, it was almost dusk, and the sky and the earth were immersed in the golden and warm light of the setting sun.

The world is filled with the feeling of a tired bird returning to its nest.

Li Xianyun sat in the carriage, opened the curtain and looked outside.

The carriage was rocking, as if she was sitting in a cradle. Normally, she would have been drowsy, but she was particularly energetic these days.

She was waiting for the news from Murong Ce.

Pedestrians on the street are returning home in a hurry, especially the women who need to cook, looking even more hasty.

Li Xianyun has already negotiated with the craftsmen, and she will plan the decoration of these shops. After drawing the sketches, she will negotiate with them.

When Ruyifang was built, the craftsmen knew that Li Xianyun was an expert in carpentry and did not dare to lie about the price or materials used.

The carriage was walking smoothly on the official road, when suddenly a thin figure appeared sideways from the dark alley next to it.

Battle quickly reined in the reins, and the horse suddenly stopped.

Because of this sudden change, the carriage leaned forward violently, and the wheels made a screeching sound.

Youlan supported Li Xianyun, "Master, are you okay?"

"fine."

Li Xianyun said, steadying herself and looking out of the car window.

I saw a seven or eight-year-old beggar blocking the way of the carriage with his arms wide open. His eyes as dark as black beans were full of timidity, but he pretended to be calm.

Barter said displeasedly: "Why are you blocking our carriage? What if I hit you and hurt you?"

The little beggar saw Li Xianyun at a glance and ran towards the car window.

Battle quickly jumped out of the carriage and reached out to stop him.

Many assassins use women and children to kill, so they have to be on guard.

"What do you want from my master?"

The little beggar took out a letter from his arms and said, "Someone asked me to give this letter to the mistress of this carriage. I think it is you." He looked at Li Xianyun, that woman as beautiful as a Bodhisattva.

Battle didn't dare to make a decision in private and turned to look at Li Xianyun.

Li Xianyun nodded.

There was no wave on her face, but her heart was beating like a drum, and she was not as calm as she appeared.

Murong Ce's letter finally arrived.

Battelle took the letter and handed it to Li Xianyun respectfully through the car window.

Li Xianyun looked at the little beggar who was about to leave, "Wait a minute."

The little beggar stopped and looked at Li Xianyun doubtfully.

Li Xianyun turned around and picked up the clean soft cloth on the table, placed all the pastries in the two plates on the soft cloth, wrapped them, and handed them out through the car window.

Barter took it and handed it to the little beggar.

The little beggar knew what it was as soon as he touched it, and said happily: "Thank you Living Bodhisattva, you will definitely become rich and prosperous, and everything will go smoothly for you."

He spoke these words when begging very fluently, so fluently that it made people feel distressed.

Li Xianyun couldn't help but said: "There are two shops in the back streets of the West City that will open in a few days. They need to recruit some helpers. If you don't want to live by begging anymore, you can go there and have a look. Maybe the shopkeeper will stay. You work as a helper.”

The little beggar didn't believe that anyone would take advantage of poor people like them, who were as lowly as ants, but he still solemnly said: "Thank you, noble man."

As he spoke, he disappeared at the end of the dark alley.

Li Xianyun put down the curtains, couldn't wait to take the letter out of the envelope, and opened it to read.

It is a personal letter from Murong Ce.

Li Xianyun once stayed in the Proton Mansion for a period of time, so she was very familiar with Murong Ce's handwriting.

Youlan saw her master's face changing again and again when he read the letter, and she couldn't help but worry: "Master, are you okay?"

Li Xianyun pursed her lips, read the letter from the beginning again, and then handed the letter to Youlan.

Youlan learned Chinese characters with Li Xianyun.

She read the letter over and looked at Li Xianyun in disbelief, "Master, Murong Ce didn't kill anyone from Ji Shitang."

Murong Ce was ruthless and ruthless, killing people without blinking an eye. There was no grass growing wherever he went. It was really incredible that he didn't kill anyone from Ji Shitang.

Li Xianyun also couldn't believe it, so she read the letter twice.

However, Murong Ce was full of tricks, and it was difficult to tell the truth from what he said.

"Master, Murong Ce wants you to..."

Li Xianyun made a silent gesture.

Youlan lowered her voice, "Murong Ce wants you to come back to him, what should we do?"

Li Xianyun said: "Don't let Khan know about this matter."

If Yeluyan knew that Murong Ce had written such a letter to her, she would be so angry that it would be bad if she behaved irrationally again.

"But……"

"I will tell the Khan about this matter, but I cannot tell it exactly as it is."

Li Xianyun returned to the Khan Palace, had a quick meal, then came to Nuange's bookcase, spread out the rice paper, and drew a sketch of the shop decoration on it.

When she moved around the store today, she recorded the various rooms and sizes of the store.

Both stores are small two-story buildings, the ninth floor is new, and the locations are very good.

Li Xianyun planned to locate the kitchen at the innermost part of the first floor of the milk tea shop, with the outer room and the second floor used as places for guests to sit and chat.

The milk tea shop also sells a small amount of pastries to go with the milk tea.

In winter, they sell hot milk tea, and after the weather is hot, they can also sell ice porridge and sweet water. (End of chapter)