The emperor of prosperity is too sinister

Chapter 115 Half-Road Coincidence? Or fate?

When Amber thought about going to the ugly girl earlier, she just nodded and said nothing. Later, when she heard the movement over there and turned to them, he just nodded and said nothing. I guess if you eat with him, you will have indigestion if you don't suffocate.

"Now that you have eaten, let's go." Dongfangli, standing at the door, only glanced at the mess on the table and went downstairs first.

"But... the ugly girl seems to have just got up?" Amber was a little uncertain and looked at the person who got up and walked out.

"You rotten wall grass."

"..." Dongfang Amber looked at the door and suddenly turned around and said this to him with a grimace, immediately full of black lines. Why didn't he know that he was so given by them?

"What's wrong with you? Haven't you had enough to eat?" Murong Xi had a headache for his only sister. He shook his fan in front of Amber to signal him to recover, and his face was full of jokes.

"Murong, am I really so unbearable in their eyes?" Amber still couldn't let go of the wall grass. In Murong Ling's words - it was still rotten.

"Well, I know now." Murong Xi laughed out of the stone and naturally provoked someone's eye knife.

Downstairs, when Dongfang left, he bumped into Mu Yin, who settled the house with the shopkeeper. He directly ignored what he said when he left the inn and the clerk who had already led the carriage waiting outside.

Mu Yin withdrew his sight on her and continued to calculate last night's loss with the shopkeeper. Only then did I forget that I walked too unrestrained last night and forgot to search for the silver on Men Chu's body. Until now, I regret sighed.

At this time, there are some diners sitting sporadically in the lobby, and they should be dressed as small rich families, otherwise they would not have sat in the building and chatted at such a good hour. The two clerks stood at the door with smiles and asked the passers-by if they needed to rest their feet for breakfast and so on. Occasionally, three or two guests came in and were led into the inn.

Then Dongfang Yue and several others also came down and walked past Mu Yin arrogantly, like an arrogant peacock. Mu Yin frowned: It seems that there is still a strange smell of peacock...

Dongfang bowed to him with a shy face, and Mu Yin nodded gently and replied. Murongling disdained: he was just a housekeeper, and his airs were too big.

Mu Yin was not annoyed about this, and the child let her go.

"Mu Yin, good morning." Oriental Amber stood on the stairs and waved her hand to Mu, looking like a flea. Murong Xi restrained his eyebrows and nodded his head, and Mu Yin also smiled and said faintly, "You two are good morning."

"The ugly girl hasn't come down yet?" Amber jumped down with one hand on the armrest and came to Mu Yin's side to look outside the door without seeing a figure asking.

"It's coming down." Mu Yin raised his chin and motioned to look back.

Dongfang, with an already ugly face, stepped downstairs, followed by Dongfang Yin, who sucked his nose and was aggrieved like a resentful woman.

"Oh, ugly girl, good morning." Amber greeted her with a smile on her face.

"What are you shouting early in the morning? I took a stimulant. Dongfang hummed unequivocally in a cold voice.

Amber ate an iron scale and stopped joking her with an awkward dry smile on her face.

"Mu Yin, pack two breakfasts and starve to death." Dongfang said and also went out of the inn and saw Dongfang Li, who was about to get on the carriage. He looked at the carriage prepared by the clerk in his hand, stepped on the stool, and then Dongfang Yin followed. As soon as the curtain was put down, the roof of their car shook slightly, and only a front voice was heard from the roof of the car through the roof into the car: "Ugly woman, there is a handsome man coming."

As soon as Mu Yin, who had just left the inn, saw the handsome man in the mouth of the dragon on the roof of the car, he walked over with a smile and said good morning, "Three Prince Licheng."

Leng Xiuyan, three people riding on the horse, sat on the horse and bowed back. They always smiled and said, "Guys, it's really a coincidence. The three of us also went to [Yun Shang upstairs] on this trip. I don't know if we can go together. Although it is a question, it is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Of course, there is a good care all the way, and I believe several of you also know some of the wind." Mu Yin raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"So, excuse me." Leng Xiuyan held the reins and thanked with a smile, and Gong Yao Cen and Han Zijin behind him also bowed their hands and thanked.

"Can I go?"

Dongfang Cen, who was driving the carriage in front of him, looked at them, and his face was quite impatient and did not care that they would take the lead. Seeing this, Mu introduced no longer politely with the three people, and slowly walked forward in the carriage.

"Gong Lie, go ahead and take care of Mr. Murong." Leng Xiuyan looked at the carriage in front of her with a smile and said faintly. Gong Yao Cen behind him shot forward without saying a word and chatted with Murong Xi. Through the bright side faces, I knew that they talked happily.

Gong Lie, the word Gong Yao Cen, is taken from the name of his three sons.

Out of Licheng, the group continued to go north. On the way, Long Yu, who sat on the top of the carriage in Dongfang, lay bored. Some irritable, he sat up and turned 180 degrees in the same direction, and stared at the cold man behind him in a boring posture. From time to time, he changed his posture and sighed with stains: "It's really beautiful~."

"En, you also found it, Longyu boy. I knew it early." Dongfang Amber, who was still quarreling with Dongfang on the side of the carriage just now, suddenly slowed down and walked with the two people behind the carriage. Untimely, he heard Long Yu's loud self-speaking and nodded in agreement.

When the latter heard that he called himself a boy, he immediately turned black. Who gave him the illusion that he was a weaned child.

Leng Xiuyan knew that he was not talking about him, so he calmly accepted the explicit measurement of the dragon. Han Zijin's face was a little dark. Imagine an eight- or nine-year-old child, or a boy. You stared at you with a frivolous and ambiguous expression for more than an hour, and no one can stand it.

Han Zijin slightly turned his demonic face, and his face turned black. He said to himself: I sincerely regret not bringing out his veil hat...

Long Yu's eyes were very good this time, and naturally he did not miss the impatience on Han Zijin's face. He smiled secretly and said, "Oh, what on earth do you want to do with me?"

For the sudden question, the two were stunned for a moment and looked at each other and pointed at themselves. Do you mean to ask them?

Amber frowned and didn't understand why Long Yu asked. And the aura around the body is also unusual, so the choice to know the current affairs is silent. But his eyes still did not forget to look at Leng Xiuyan, and he sounded the alarm in his heart that Long Yu could not suddenly trouble him inexplicably.

"We are not following, we are just on the way." Leng Xiuyan returned calmly without any interference.

"There are a lot of people taking this road." Long Yu did not intend to be perfunctory and dismantle his stage coolly.