Ugly girl's romantic debt: Black belly king, get out of here!

Qin Zitong looked at An Yuzhi's appearance, and it was more enjoyable than building a palace for her.Qin Zitong shook her head, "Xin'er, help me clean up, let's go out later."

"Master, are we going to go out to play?" Xin'er, who was so suffocated here that her horns were about to grow, was happier when Qin Zitong asked her to pack up and said that she wanted to go out, than she found a man for her.

As soon as Qin Zitong and Xin'er cleaned up neatly, An Yuzhi sent someone up to invite them.

"Zitong, Xin'er, come up quickly."

The three of them got into a large carriage, left the Heavenly Immortal Pavilion, and headed for the Tongjian Palace that was about to be built.

In the imperial palace, An Yuzhi was the only one who could use a carriage instead of feet.Of course, Chu Xijia didn't like this one, he still liked the feeling of being lifted up.

The groom raised a special whip and slammed it loudly.The more passing sedan chairs are encountered, the louder the groom's whip will be.Those who were a little less timid either stood still, or retreated to a corner, waited for An Yuzhi's carriage to pass, then secretly glanced at their backs, and left quickly.

In the palace, not ordinary people can enter casually.But when these usually domineering imperial relatives, civil servants and military generals have been in contact with An Yuzhi again and again, they all become mice who have seen cats.

Qin Tianyao is an example.People don't know how Qin Tianyao died, but people know that Qin Tianyao offended An Yuzhi.

An Yuzhi in the carriage would become extremely excited every time she heard the crisp sound of the horsewhip. "Zitong. When your Tongjian Palace is completed, I will talk to the Holy Majesty and get you a carriage like this. At that time, the two of us sisters will have a carriage competition in the palace." An Yuzhi As he spoke, there was a hint of challenge to Qin Zitong in his arrogant laughter.

Qin Zitong could tell from An Yuzhi's demeanor that although she regarded herself as an opponent, she seemed to have already grasped that she had won without a fight.

"Zitong, just ahead." The carriage stopped, and An Yuzhi was helped out of the carriage by a handsome eunuch, and pointed to a place that looked like a sinkhole not far away.

"Master, what are you digging such a big hole for?" Xin'er followed behind Qin Zitong, asking in a low voice.

An Yuzhi's little hand tightly grasped the little eunuch's arm, she turned her head, and said with a smile: "Xin'er, you don't understand. The better and more elegant the house is, the bigger the hole will be." Deeper, bigger. Only in this way, when the house is built in the future, it will be strong enough and firm enough.”

"Concubine Zhi really knows a lot." Xin'er sneaked a glance at An Yuzhi. The current An Yuzhi is not the owner of the Cairou restaurant who used to play casually with Qin Zitong.

"Concubine Zhi." A fat and short man with a bamboo hat on his head and overalls came over and greeted An Yuzhi.

An Yuzhi looked at the foreman and smiled, pointed at Qin Zitong and said to him: "This is the future Concubine Tong. She is the head of the Tongjian Palace you are planning to build. As long as the future Concubine Tong says It's not that who picked on you, even if you do it for nothing." There are thorns everywhere in An Yuzhi's seemingly gentle words.

The foreman gave Qin Yutong a "plop" and knelt down on his knees, "Master. The blueprint is over there, and the villain will fetch it immediately, and tell the master the structure of Tongjian Palace one by one. If there is anything that does not meet the master's wishes, the villain will immediately get it." correct."