Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 186 Fast Food Restaurant (1)
At the turn of spring and summer, the evening wind blows with a hint of warmth. It has just entered May, but the weather is already scorching hot.

Businesses and taverns in the streets and alleys of the capital became places where common people gathered.

Bu Youran and Liu Ming lived in the Prince Taifu's house for another two days. In the evening, the weather was extremely hot and the courtyard was surrounded by walls, so there was no coolness. Bu Youran stood in the house, neither sitting nor standing. , sweating profusely, but unable to take off his clothes, no matter how breathable and thin the human skin mask is, it seems a bit stuffy.

Holding the collar in her right hand, and fanning her ears with her left hand, she went out of the house and stepped into the yard, unexpectedly meeting the storyteller.

In fact, his surname is Fu and his first name is Zibo, but Bu Youran likes to call him a storyteller.

He was wearing a long silk dress, and as he stepped forward, his figure was revealed, and he held two rockers in his hands, and handed them to Bu Youran.

"The summer in the north is not as good as that in the south. At least it is close to the river and there are many trees, so it is naturally cooler." The storyteller sat in front of the stone table and looked at Bu Youran.

Bu Youran lowered her head and took a look at the swaying wind. In fact, it is a modern fan, but this fan is made of bamboo, which looks very simple. Don't you have any ice, or something else to keep you from the heat?"

The storyteller was startled, and couldn't help but smile wryly, "If I had it, do you think I would hide it?"

Bu Youran sighed, "After all, you came from a first-rank official position, how come you live in such a shabby life?" It wasn't her random comment, these few days she was very bored wandering around his courtyard, and found that every room was simply furnished, except for tables, chairs and beds. Other than that, there are no other valuable items, just like ordinary people without rank.

"Not all officials are like me." He glanced at Bu Youran, "For those who are close to the prime minister, the household department gives them excellent things, even their salary is twice as much as ours. "

Bu Youran pouted, "How many people in the imperial court follow the prime minister?"

The storyteller held a shaker in his hand and gently shook it by his ear, "Almost half of it."

Bu Youran was not surprised at all. Chu Jinyu has always had the ability to make people follow him wholeheartedly, but now he has the supreme power. He is a fine person, so he can naturally tell who has meat to follow, and which boss can enjoy it.

The storyteller turned his head, "Do you know that you can't escape now, the prime minister's eyeliner is all around you, and he clearly wants to put you to death."

Bu Youran smiled lightly, "Did I say I wanted to run away?"

The storyteller raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I didn't intend to escape at first." Bu Youran explained, "Although he is lying in ambush, it is still difficult to guess who is me."

"Then what are you going to do?" The storyteller asked seemingly unintentionally.

Without waiting for Bu Youran to answer, Liu Ming walked in from the entrance of the courtyard. He was still dressed so tightly in the endless summer. The only thing that changed was that his saber was forced to stay in the room by Bu Youran. He walked towards the two of them. , first nodded to Fu Zibo, then turned to Bu Youran, and said, "The price you offered has not been agreed upon."

Bu Youran frowned, "Didn't I say that the height doesn't matter?"

"One thousand and five hundred taels." Liu Ming handed a blank piece of paper to Bu Youran, "I paid 500 taels in advance, this time I must return the original amount."

Upon hearing this, Bu Youran couldn't help but tease, "I've never seen such a stingy man like you."

Liu Ming didn't refute, but his cheeks were slightly red.

(End of this chapter)