Poison doctor and crazy concubine: Please respect yourself, evil king

Chapter 169 Ye Lan's Plan

Although Mo Ya's words were relatively straightforward, everything was just like what he said, as long as she got involved with Shi Qi, it meant that Ye Yuan would also be involved.

Although she is not afraid of life and death, Ye Yuan's children are innocent.

"Let's go!"

"it is good!"

Mo Crow's figure was hidden in the darkness once, and Ye Lan left the tavern and went straight to the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

The one who came to the Seventh Prince's Mansion was that Qin Junlie was not in the Palace, but Zhuyang stayed in the Palace.

"Ancestor, if the prince said that you are here, let you go to the study and wait for the prince!"

"understood!"

With a wave of his hand, Ye Lan entered the palace study.

Ever since they came back from the border, Zhuyang Qingfeng and others no longer called Princess Ye Lan, but directly called their ancestors.

In their opinion, let alone their ancestors, they dare to speak out even if they are even more extraordinary.

In this world, only the concubine's ancestors can be worthy of the prince.

In the study room, Ye Lan sat on a chair and looked at the books in the room. She was extremely bored and wrote a poem on the rice paper with a brush.

This poem was Ye Lan's favorite in the 21st century.

Dozens of flamboyant typing slowly appeared in front of Ye Lan, looking at her pen and ink, someone nodded appreciatively.

": Not bad, not bad, with everyone's demeanor."

"Don't show your words to others, shame on you!"

In the darkness, Mo Crow's voice came again, and he glanced at the words written by Ye Lan.

"Idiot, what do you mean?"

"Literally, the word is ugly."

Simply expressing his point of view, Mo Ya said very unpretentiously that Ye Lan's handwriting was ugly.

Didn't this woman realize that her handwriting is ugly? It's the same when writing prescriptions, but because it's a prescription, there's not much to investigate. But now it seems that this woman didn't write ugly handwriting on purpose. Just ugly.

The posture of holding the pen is also ugly as hell.

"What's wrong with being ugly, I'm happy about being ugly!"

Turning her head and ignoring Mo Ya, Ye Lan continued to admire her masterpiece.

Mo Crow turned his head, he really couldn't appreciate such a wicked work, but that poem was pretty good, I didn't expect this woman to be able to compose poems.

creak-

At this time, the door sounded, and the footsteps outside the door gradually approached. Qin Junlie, who was dressed in a purple python robe, appeared in Ye Lan's sight.

There were still traces of wind and snow on his body, Qin Junlie untied his outer robe and handed it to Zhuyang, and walked in front of Ye Lan in three steps at a time, but stopped when he wanted to go forward.

"what?"

"My husband has a cold air, and I'm afraid that the cold will hurt my wife."

Neuropathy!
Turning a blind eye to Qin Junlie, Ye Lan jumped up one step at a time, gently rubbing Qin Junlie's handsome face with both hands, Qin Junlie also bent down very cooperatively, fearing that Ye Lan would not be able to reach him, he was tired on tiptoe.

The invisible bowl of dog food slapped Mo Ya on the face, curled his lips, and Mo Ya simply ignored the greasy and crooked two people.

"Why did you come back so late?"

"Some things in the court were delayed, but the lady wants to be a husband?"

Hugging Ye Lan into his arms, Qin Junlie lowered his head and kissed the corner of the lips of the woman in his arms, this action was extremely pampering.

"Think about it, I'm here to discuss things with you."

Ye Lan pushed Qin Junlie away and motioned for Qin Junlie to sit down, but the restless big hand held Ye Lan in his arms again.

"Can you let go of your claws?"

After knocking off Qin Junlie's hand, Ye Lan just wanted to speak, but Qin Junlie took the lead.

"Is this written by the lady?"

Looking at the big characters swaying on the rice paper, although it is a bit difficult to read, you can still vaguely see what the handwriting is.

"How about it?"

Blinking her eyes with an expression of waiting to be praised, Ye Lan giggled.

"The poems are good, but the words are ugly and unique."

"..."

What the hell is the poem? It's good, the words are ugly and unique. When Qin Junlie's voice fell, Mo Crow's laughter in the dark echoed in the air very unkindly, and he despised Ye Lan nakedly.

"However, whatever the lady writes, the husband likes it, so put it on the watch."

Qin Junlie handed the rice paper to Zhuyang, and signaled Zhuyang to hang Ye Lan's masterpiece on a conspicuous place, but before Zhuyang took the rice paper, Ye Lan snatched it and tore it outside the door.

"Let's get down to business!"

Ye Lan is confident in her own handwriting, but her confidence only comes from her own level of appreciation, if she really hangs it out...

Cough!

"Qin Junlie, I came to you because I really have something to discuss."

"My lady, it doesn't matter if I say it, as long as my wife likes it, I will do it for my husband."

In Qin Junlie's cognition world, a lady is right, she can do whatever she wants, even if she is wrong, she is right, anyway, it is right to listen to her in everything.

Zhuyang, Qingfeng and the others didn't expect the prince to dote on the concubine's ancestors so much that he became a madman who spoils his wife.

This is not married yet, if after marriage, the scene can almost be imagined.

"It's business!"

She gave Qin Junlie a blank look, but Ye Lan was still flattered in her heart.

"Okay, listen to my husband."

"Didn't Ye Yuan accept some patients? Gong Shuchou and the others left some thank you gifts before they left. I cleared it up and there are enough of them!"

When guiding the gold mountain and silver sea in the warehouse, the light in Ye Lan's eyes was shining again.

"It is always bad to spend so much money in the treasury. There is a good saying, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. It is better to use the money."

Ye Lan's shrewd appearance is really attractive, if it wasn't for the presence of someone, Qin Junlie would definitely push Ye Lan under him and pamper him enough.

"What is the lady going to do?"

"It's very simple, throw it out!"

Throwing it out is easy to say, but it is not simply throwing it out, but to fully play its due role.

Ye Lan has already figured it out. The money can be divided into two batches. The first batch is the so-called investment. Of course, investment is absolutely not allowed on the bright side. Qin State has strict laws, and officials are not allowed to do business, otherwise, according to the law If you can't deal with the light ones, the house will be ransacked, and the serious ones will be ransacked all over the house. She will not foolishly implicate the entire Seventh Palace.

So, the next thing is what Ye Lan wants to say.

"Qin Junlie, how much money do you have?"

"The lady can take as much as she likes. You are the hostess of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, and all the money management of the Seventh Prince's Mansion is in the hands of the lady."

Qin Junlie smiled softly, and motioned Zhuyang to take down the small wooden box in the study and put it in front of Ye Lan.

Open the wooden box, there is a key in the box, if this is the key to the storeroom of the Seventh Prince's Mansion, as for what is in the storeroom, there is no need to explain.

Qin Junlie put the key in the box in Ye Lan's hand.

"From now on, any penny in the Seventh Prince's Mansion will be squandered by the lady."

"...What is squandering!"

At most, it can be regarded as a good investment, besides, does she look like a prodigal?

However, Ye Lan never expected that Qin Junlie would hand over the financial power of the Seven Princes' Mansion to her.

"Hey, you can think about it."

"Ancestor Wangfei, in fact, our lord has long wanted to hand over the keys to the vault of the Seventh Prince's Mansion to you, but you always leave with various excuses!"

Forehead?Is there!

I can't remember it anymore, and Ye Lan doesn't bother to think about it.

However, she was rather happy that Qin Junlie could trust her, at least handing over the key to her also explained some problems in another aspect.

"Since you believe me, I will tell you what I think."

Everyone here is his own, and Ye Lan is confident and bold to speak out her plan.

This is what she considered when she was in the inner city.

Although Qin Junlie is the Seventh Prince of Qin, he has the power to cover the sky with one hand, and he is under one person and above ten thousand.

However, the point is that because of his supreme power and so many messy things in Qin State, he had to keep one hand to consider.

and so!
"Do you still remember when we came back from the border, we saw that piece of city at the junction of the border?"

Ye Lan recalled the city they saw when they came back from the border, and heard from the people that it was originally the fiefdom of a county king, but somehow, the county king died and the city was abandoned.

However, even so, that piece of city is what Ye Lan wants.

Although it is a deserted city, the terrain that can be occupied is definitely easy to defend and difficult to attack.

So, the answer is simple.

First, she needs a lot of money, so in the name of Ye Yuan, she will put the money into the hands of several rich people including Gongshuchou to make money with money, and Gongshuchou and others will definitely not say anything.

Second, she wants to buy the deserted city as a base, but this must be done secretly. If there is something unpredictable in Qindu that they can't control, the imperial city will be their point of defense. ,.

And back to the border, close to the barbarian grassland tribes.

"Ancestor Wangfei, do you mean to buy that deserted city?"

Zhuyang's words made Ye Lan nod in satisfaction.

Looking at him with a teachable expression on her face, Ye Lancong put the key in Zhuyang's hand.

"Go to the warehouse to get the money yourself, and the task of buying the city will be in your hands!"

"...Ancestor of the princess, how did the humble position offend you!"

Zhuyang expressed his face in a daze, he just asked why the princess entrusted him with such a difficult task.

That is to buy a city, although it is a deserted city, but no matter what, it will alarm many forces.

The concubine's ancestors must have asked him to buy the city quietly in the dark, which would be difficult!

"Zhuyang, I believe in you!"

"Thank you for the trust of the princess' ancestors!"

But he doesn't believe in himself!
With a mournful face, Zhuyang left the study with his head downcast, and at this time, a black shadow also left the room, leaving Ye Lan and Qin Junlie alone in the room.

"My lady, with you in this life, what more can I ask for!"

Standing up, Qin Junlie embraced Ye Lan in his arms from behind.

"Qin Junlie, what do you think of what I just said?"

Ye Lan patted off Qin Junlie's restless big hands, and asked what was wrong with what she said just now.

"If it's not right, there's only one point."

"Which point?:"

(End of this chapter)