The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 542

Qiao Maimai stuffed the banknote back into Yang Ye's arms, "My lord, I'm just an ordinary commoner, and this banknote is hot to hold."

"Hey, anyway, Cen Hongping will continue to hate you. It doesn't matter whether you take it or not. If that's the case, of course you have to take it." Yang Ye said and wanted to put the silver ticket back to her.

"No, no, no." Qiao Mai quickly waved his hands, "Although that's the case, I don't dare to take the banknote. If you don't want it, then just donate it to the disaster victims in Shuifeng Mansion."

Post-disaster reconstruction requires a lot of money.

"The right is to steal from the rich and give to the poor," she said.

Yang Ye laughed when he heard the words, his phoenix eyes sparkled, "Then why don't I donate all the 1 taels."

"My lord, you decide for yourself."

"Tsk, this country belongs to my Yang family, but my awareness is not as high as yours." Yang Ye sighed.

"My lord, you just didn't expect that, you love the people like a son." Qiao Maimai complimented.

Yang Ye looked her up and down with a pair of bright phoenix eyes, "By the way, you really don't consider going back to Beijing with me? According to your abilities, you shouldn't be just a little village girl."

"The prince thinks highly of the daughters of the people."

"Don't belittle yourself, I think you can go back with me when you go back to Beijing this time." Yang Ye said, his phoenix eyes bent into crescent moons.

The expression on Qiao Xiaomai's face was indifferent, "Just now, Tong Sanlang's mother came to my house to propose marriage."

"Huh?" Yang Ye put back the smile on his face when he heard the words, "You acted very quickly, but you really want to marry? As for Tong Sanlang's family, how miserable it was for you to marry."

"Thank you, Lord, for your concern. No matter how bad it is, as long as there is Tong Sanlang, everything will be fine."

"Ouch~!" Hearing these words, Yang Ye exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then he raised his hand to cover his handsome face, "Really, girls, why are you so unreserved!"

He was embarrassed to hear that!

Immediately wanted to find a little princess!

Seeing his appearance, Qiao Mai couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

"My lord, why aren't you married yet?" she asked.

Mentioning this profound question, Yang Ye put down his hands covering his face, tilted his body, and fell on the bamboo mat behind him, with a slightly melancholy expression, "Because I haven't met anyone who can make me like her more than her." Gourmet girl."

Joe Mai "..."

This is the highest level of foodie...

"How about you change your temper, be softer and gentler, and then I will marry you as my princess." Yang Ye tilted his head to look at her, with a smile on his handsome face.

"My lord, why should you wrong yourself, your lord deserves better."

"Oh!" Yang Ye rolled his eyes regardless of his appearance, "You don't want to wrong yourself, do you?"

Qiao Mai just smiled and didn't speak.

Yang Ye snorted twice, opened the hidden box in the carriage, and took out a plate of melon seeds from it.

"Watermelon seeds are also good, but it's a pity that my father wants to promote them vigorously, so I can't eat them." He said while eating melon seeds.

"It will be fine in a few years." Qiao Mai said.

Yang Ye sighed rather melancholy when he heard this, "By the way, if you really marry Tong Sanlang, who will host the wedding banquet?"

This topic jumped a little fast, Qiao Xiaomai was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It must not be me."

"Then I don't need to go."

Joe Mai "..."

The two of them went back to Bailu Town chatting like this, it was past noon, Yang Ye refused to let Qiao Maimai go, and dragged her to Jiweiju for lunch.

After lunch, Yang Ye ordered the coachman to take Qiao Maimai back to Anping Village.

When they got home, the courtyard door was open, and Qiao Changshun was sitting in the courtyard, with Mrs. Zhang and Tong Xingda beside him.

(End of this chapter)