041 Please weigh yourself

Muya Winery.

Murong Xueyan simply explained to everyone that she was going to change hands to the winery, and everyone was reluctant to give up.

In the meantime, she went to Mingcuifang to know Yan Wushuang, and Yan Wushuang was full of response. However, her exclusive secret "Sakura Snow" has stopped reproducing.

Since you want to leave, you can simply leave with this patent. Only in this way can you rely on this skill when you go somewhere else.

"Dear owner, Xiao Liu can't bear to part with you!" A clerk named Xiao Liu, who was fifteen years old, was still a child. When he heard the news that Murong Xueyan was leaving, he cried out.

"Yes, how can you find a better employer than you!" Wu Jiang also showed reluctance. What happened at the beginning made him grateful and kept it in mind.

"Dear owner, can you not leave?" Another young man asked naively.

"I also can't bear to part with everyone. However, there is a saying that the world is a feast. I don't think there is any reason to stay now. I know everyone's intentions. Maybe we will have a chance to meet in the future. Murong Xueyan said with relief.

It's just a well-intentioned lie. She thought, never to meet again...

As soon as she went out, she heard about the flood of the Yellow River. Her father and Nangongyi were assigned to the disaster relief at the same time.

Very good. She doesn't have to face Nangong Yi, who doesn't want to face it. Just a father...

The scene of crossing to this dynasty at the beginning flashed in my mind.

On that day, she sat up from the coffin. Everyone thought she had seen a ghost. Some people even wanted to burn her with a dark candle, but only the old Murong Rui held her tightly in his arms and burst into tears.

Although he is not her real father, he makes her have an unprecedented desire.

Murong Xueyan picked up the pen, wrote a letter, and wrote a letter of absence in the name of Nan Gongyi. She sent someone to hand it over to Murong Zhong, the housekeeper of his father's house, and asked him to give it to his father.

In the end, Wanzhai, which had only lasted for a month, was sold again.

Before leaving, she went to the general's mansion to find Du Lanruo. I haven't seen you for a month. Duran Ruo has lost a lot of weight, with a sharp chin and big and empty eyes.

What a beautiful look she had when she loved Bei Tanghao.

From her, Murong Xueyan saw the influence of love on a woman.

In the backyard, two best friends walked side by side and talked.

"Lan Ruo, I'm leaving."

"Go, where are you going?" Duran was very surprised.

"Go to Eastern Wei. I want to get out of here and then erase everything that happens here. Murong Xueyan's smile was pale and transparent, "I think time will smooth all the traces."

"Can you let him go?"

"If you can't put it down, you have to put it. Lan Ruo, let me tell you a word: love can be a momentary thing or a lifelong thing; forgetting can make people strong, giving up means more choices, not who can't live without anyone!"

"Xueyan, I'm not as strong as you. My heart, from the day I gave it to him, has been unable to be independent. Tulan smiled desolately.

Murong Xueyan's heart is stagnant--

Isn't that what she said in a high-sounding way? Take this set of modern view of love to enlighten Duranruo, but in fact, she has not even enlightened herself...

"Show me the sword again. In the future, there may be no chance." Murong Xueyan smiled, but tears flowed under her eyelashes.

"Good." Du Lanruo agreed, went back to the room to get the sword, and danced in front of Murong Xueyan with all his heart.

The snow-white clothes seemed to return to the wind and dance snow, and the awe-inspiring sword spirit flashed into Murong Xueyan's sight with a rainbow-like light. She has always believed that only such Du Lanruo is the most beautiful. At this time, Du Lanruo was immersed in his own world, silent and beautiful. She will remember Duranruo and continue to live in another country with the good memories of their friendship.

A few days after all the matters were handled, Murong Xueyan found Wu Trace and asked him to help escort her and Xiurong to the Eastern Wei Dynasty.

"Won, why are you leaving?" I have been tired of the first village in the world for a while, and I don't know anything about Murong Xueyan's recent situation.

"Because I can make a fortune more in the Eastern Wei Dynasty." Murong Xueyan blinked and smiled, "How's it going with you and Sister Yuwen?"

"She has asked me to call her name now." Guo Wuhen smiled and said, "Moreover, she no longer only sees me as my younger brother."

"Congratulations." Murong Xueyan smiled.

"She let me come back this time. She recently treated the disaster in the Yellow River and met your father and the prince. They asked her to find your whereabouts.

"So, Sister Yuwen asked you to come to me?" Murong Xueyan asked in a way.

"That's right. But none of them thought that you would leave Daqi. Guo Wuqi sighed, "Woman, what's the matter?"

"I don't want to mention it again." Murong Xueyan shook her head and said, "I left a letter for my father before I left. He knew my whereabouts. As for Nangong Yi, don't let him know.

"Did that guy make you sad? I'll beat him and give you a vent. He waved his fist angrily.

"I'm grateful that you took me to Eastern Wei, and I don't have to be angry. Everything is life."

"Everything is life? It doesn't sound like what you said..." He wanted to ask again. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Xiurong shaking his hand at him, and he knew it and stopped asking.

2

"Is this the capital of the Eastern Wei Dynasty?" When the carriage stopped, Xiurong began to chattering. She looked extremely excited. Without waiting for Murong Xueyan to speak, she took the lead in jumping out of the carriage.

Murong Xueyan smiled indifferently, held Xiurong's hand out of the carriage and looked around.

"Thank you for being traceless. Now, you'd better hurry to the Yellow River to help Sister Yuwen. Murong Xueyan said to Wu Trace.

"Good." He didn't push it. After getting on the horse, he quickly whipped again and rushed to the destination.

The prosperity of Haozhou, the capital of the Eastern Wei Dynasty, is especially prosperous. Murong Xueyan wandered around with Xiurong, but she couldn't lift her spirits.

"Miss, this hairpin is so beautiful and looks very suitable for you!" Xiurong stopped in front of a shop selling hairpins and saw an imitation white jade hairpin, so he took it over for Murong Xueyan's hairpin on his left sideburns.

"Miss is naturally beautiful. After wearing this hairpin, she looks more beautiful and free from vulgarity. This girl is really good-looking." The hawker said with praise.

"Miss, just buy this hairpin." Xiurong shook Murong Xueyan's sleeves.

Murong Xueyan forced a smile and said, "Okay. Boss, how much money?"

"Five taels." The boss said with a smile.

A voice suddenly inserted into the oblique thorn: "Boss, I've seen this hairpin, and I'll give it ten taels."

Murong Xueyan and Xiurong inadvertently looked back, but it was a woman in a big red dress. She looked about seventeen or eight years old. She was gorgeous and too complicated pearls made her look too tacky. At this moment, she was standing behind with two maids of her age.

"This girl, this hairpin is obviously my daughter's favorite first, and she is about to buy it. Why do you rob it?" Xiurong crossed his waist, and the boss asked rudely.

"No one can grab what my girl like." A maid next to the woman said proudly.

"Why?" Xiurong raised his voice and said, "There is a first comer in everything. My young lady still wants this hairpin today!" Twenty taels!"

"Fifty taels!" The woman in red hurriedly said.

"Since you like it so much, you can buy this hairpin." Murong Xueyan pulled the corners of her mouth carelessly and was not in the mood to argue with her.

"Well, Miss Ben doesn't want it again." The woman in red smiled disdainfully, "I said, do you have no money at all? Is it this boss who invited you to raise the price?"

"Whatever you think. There will be no future." Murong Xueyan arched her hand and got rid of this unreasonable woman.

After walking twice on the streets of Haozhou, Murong Xueyan has a general understanding of this street: Buzhuang, teahouses, wineries and inns. If you do business here, the development will be better than in the Northern Qi period. Judging from the clothes of pedestrians on the road, the folk customs here are more open than those of Northern Qi. The women's clothing of Northern Qi is mainly coarse cloth. Only aristocratic women wear silk and satin. Here, aristocratic women are popular to wear ice silk. Compared with the thick clothes of Northern Qi, the clothes worn by women here look much more light and elegant.

Seeing some women wearing snow-white skirts reminded Murong Xueyan of modern wedding dresses. Women in snow-white ice silk have a more refined and elegant temperament than women in clothes of other colors.

"Miss, I seem to be a little hungry." Xiurong's reminder made Murong Xueyan feel a little hungry.

"Go and eat something." Murong Xueyan casually entered a restaurant called "Yunlai". From the two masters and servants, one is beautiful and beautiful, and the other has bright eyes and beautiful teeth. It is very eye-catching to walk all the way on the street. This time I entered the restaurant, of course, it was no exception. The two of them sat down, and two men in ruffian clothes came up to talk to them.

"I've met a beautiful young lady." The tall, thin and thin man who looked about twenty-three or twenty-four years old bowed to Murong Xueyan and smiled, "I don't know what the young lady is. Is Xiaosheng lucky to know?"

"It's good to say, my surname is Niang, and my single name is a personal character." Murong Xueyan said with a smile.

"Mother-kiss..." The man kept what Murong Xueyan said, and Fang reacted and looked angry. The people who heard the question and answer just now laughed, which made the man even more embarrassed.

"Good son, call again." Murong Xueyan laughed out loud. For more than a month, she has been sad for Nangong Yi. She only smiled once today, which made Xiurong feel surprised.

"Miss, I'm just asking for a name. Why should I play?" The man said again.

"This world is really different. People of all three religious and nine streams call themselves students." Xiurong pretended to say to himself, "Some people, such as those who look more like clowns, also come out to pretend."

After following Murong Xueyan for several years, Xiurong didn't learn anything else, but she was more tily.

"I don't care about you. I just ask this lady's name." The man was quite thick-skinned and ignored Xiurong's sarcasm. Instead, he took a step forward, leaned forward, and stroked his hand on Murong Xueyan's cheek. Murong Xueyan had been on guard for a long time. She lowered her body flexibly and dodged. The man threw himself into the air and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was supported by the person who was with him at the critical moment.

"This gentleman, please take care of yourself." Murong Xueyan warned.

"Self-weight? As soon as I saw the beauty of the young lady, I couldn't take care of myself. Xiaosheng, let me introduce myself first. My surname is Jia, and my single name is a rich character. The boy smiled very obscenely and pointed to the man who followed him, "This is my entourage summer."

"Rich in the world?" Murong Xueyan thought about it. The rumored upstart! It doesn't seem so easy to mess with. It's the same as the woman who grabbed the hairpin with her just now.