Prosperous advisors

Chapter 439: Sword Gifted to Famous Generals (1)
"Rong Jin, thank you. I like it very much." Mu Qingyi looked up at someone who was a little sullen and said softly.

Rong Jin was stunned, looking at the young man in white clothes like snow under the lamp, who was as handsome as a fairy boy in the sky, and the fiery little thing in his arms, he just felt that such a scene was incomparably quiet and peaceful.He couldn't help but also smiled, and lowered his head to place a shallow kiss on the center of her brow, "It's good that Qingqing likes it."

Mu Qingyi was a little lost in thought, staring blankly at Rong Jin's gentle and peaceful eyes and suddenly smiled in relief.She was also somewhat confused about the relationship between her and Rong Jin now, but... If both of them think this is very good, then so be it.

"What is Qingqing looking at?" Rong Jin leaned on the edge of the chair, looking at the file that Mu Qingyi spread out on the table.Mu Qingyi smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just the files from Fengtian Mansion over the years."

Rong Jin was puzzled, "When can't you see these things? Do you want you to watch until late at night and not go home to rest?"

Mu Qingyi said: "Of course, the sooner you read these things, the better. Don't worry, it will be almost done in two days."

Rong Jin sighed, lowered his head and rubbed against her hair, and said, "It's hard work." After all, Fengtian Mansion is a place in the capital, and it's not a big deal to say it's a joke.The entire 20-year dossier will be read in less than a month, which is really not something that can be done through hard work.And Rong Jin knew that Qingqing would not do meaningless things, so naturally he would not browse through it casually, but wrote it down after he had finished reading it.

Mu Qingyi said with a smile: "As I am in my position, I have to seek his own government. If I don't even know some things about the past of this imperial city and people's livelihood, what am I going to do as a governor?"

Rong Jin played with her hair pitifully, and said: "Anyway, Qingqing can't be too tired, there is something for Buyutang to do. If it's not enough, I'll ask Tianshu to come and help you."

Mu Qingyi patted his hand away helplessly and said, "Then am I helping you or dragging you down? As a governor, I persuaded someone you can use to help me with my affairs."

Rong Jin didn't care too much, and said with a smile: "Do I still have to worry about this between Qingqing and I? But... Qingqing has forgotten someone, in fact, he is also very useful."

Mu Qingyi raised her eyebrows. Someone who can make Rong Jin feel useful must be really useful.Rong Jin showed a malicious smile, and said in a rambling voice, "Tai Shiheng."

Mu Qingyi was taken aback for a moment, then sighed after a long while and said: "Don't talk nonsense, Tai Shiheng is from the Jianghu, not to mention... Even in the capital, there are quite a few people who know him." Rong Jin was also a little depressed, there were two Doing things with one's identity is naturally much more convenient.Some things that can't be done on the surface can be done quietly.But on the other hand, in order to distinguish between the two identities, some people who need to be in contact must be avoided to avoid being suspected.For example, now, if he wanted to enslave Tai Shiheng but could not, Young Master Rong Jiu was very depressed.

"Soon... Qingqing won't have to work so hard." Rong Jin murmured softly while holding Mu Qingyi in his arms.

Mu Qingyi looked at him with some doubts, Rong Jin smiled and said, "Qingqing will find out soon, I'm not in the capital these few days, what happened in the capital?"

Mu Qingyi thought for a while, then raised her eyebrows and said, "Murong Yu is going to marry Princess Pinghu, is it a big deal?"

"Huh?" Rong Jin was a little surprised, "Wouldn't Rong Xinyue refuse to marry Murong Yu even if she died?" Mu Qingyi said with a smile: "That was in the past, now that King Zhi is dead, King Qin is in charge of the Zhiwang Mansion It's up to her, where is it her turn to decide whether to marry or not?"

Although Rong Xinyue was named princess, she was also the eldest among the granddaughters of Emperor Xiyue.But after all, Rong Huai and Rong Huai are not from the same mother, so naturally they are not as free as before when Rong Huang was still alive.

"Then Murong Yu is willing to marry her?" With Murong Yu's character, it is a miracle that Ben Rong Xinyue is willing to marry her after being so disgusted and humiliated.Rong Jin's heart moved, and he said, "Murong Yu intends to attach himself to Rong Huai?"

Mu Qingyi shook her head and said, "Not necessarily. I'm just afraid... Murong Yu is Rong Huai's life-threatening talisman." Although Emperor Xiyue gave it to Murong Yu to marry Princess Pinghu, Murong Yu is not a fool Now, Rong Huai is not at the top of the court except for the title of the eldest grandson of the emperor.It is impossible for Murong Yu to tie himself and Rong Huai together.

Rong Jin stroked his chin and thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "That's true, and... that idiot Rong Xinyue might not be able to play with Murong Yu, after the big wedding, Murong Yu should just let Murong Yu pinch and round him." It seems that Murong Yu is planning to seek refuge with Rong Huai in the open, but he is secretly paying attention to Rong Yan.He is not afraid that the boat will capsize even if he has two boats under his feet.

Mu Qingyi nodded in agreement and said, "Whether Rong Huai wins or Rong Yan wins, there is no loss for him. King Gong of the Kingdom of Hua... is now a speculator who sees every stitch." Now Murong Yu, early He is no longer the personable and personable Prince Gong in the capital of Huaguo back then.Or maybe, it never was, it's just that the world is wrong.

"Don't miss him!" Rong Jin lowered his head and bit her ear gently, and said in a low voice displeased.

"Nonsense!" Mu Qingyi reluctantly stayed away from him, and raised her hand to rub her ears, but she didn't realize that under the faint candlelight, the jade-like face of the handsome young man had already been stained with a blush, which made someone He couldn't help but suffocate his breath, and leaned over to hold the faint direction...

"Rong Jin...don't make trouble..."

"Qingqing... I like Qingqing..." The young man in black held her tightly in his arms, and once again lowered his head to kiss those bright red lips...

Gu's mansion has an extra chubby little fox that is as red as a flame.This little thing that looks like a fox but not quite like a fox immediately received unanimous love from all the girls in the Gu family.Especially Ying'er and Huo Shu, who took care of this little guy like another little master.

This little thing that was brought back by Rong Jin from Qingzhou thousands of miles away is also extraordinarily spiritual.Maybe because he knew that Mu Qingyi was the only one who could save him from the big devil Rong Jin, so he was very close and flattering to Mu Qingyi.Every day when Mu Qingyi returned to the mansion, the little guy rushed out like an arrow and got into her arms to act like a baby.If it happened that Mu Qingyi was wearing a red official uniform, the little thing would be even happier. The big fluffy tail swayed triumphantly and climbed onto Mu Qingyi's shoulders, as if they were part of the same group.

"Huo'er, what's the matter?" Mu Qingyi had just stepped into the gate when a red light flashed, and the little fox had already climbed onto his shoulders, holding Mu Qing tightly with two little paws. With the snow-white brocade clothes on Yi's shoulders, her small eyes looked at her with aggrieved eyes.Mu Qingyi stroked its soft fur helplessly, and asked in a low voice.

Ying'er and Huo Shu rushed over, and seeing this appearance, they couldn't help covering their lips and smiling: "Young Master, I don't know, His Royal Highness Yu Wang came over at noon. After His Royal Highness Yu left, Huo'er has been a little sleepy." .” As for how this little guy was bullied by His Royal Highness King Yu, it’s better not to talk about it.

(End of this chapter)