"What does her matter have to do with me?" Xuanyuan Zhiyue looked indifferent.
Hua Xiangrong immediately smiled when she heard that the contract of sale had been halved. When she heard Xuanyuan Zhiyue's answer, her face suddenly crossed, and she stretched out her hand to pull the corner of Xuanyuan Zhiyue's clothes pitifully: "Xiao Yueyue
, I was wrong, will I listen to you in everything from now on?"
"It turns out that my daughter made a mistake." Mu Jieyu was not in a hurry, his smile remained unchanged, and he stood up, "In that case, my dear, I'll take my leave." He gave Hua Xiangrong a meaningful look, "Huahua, I'll be here soon tomorrow.
Come and report to me quickly, otherwise I will send this thing to Uncle Hua."
"Xiaoyu'er, don't go!" Hua Xiangrong immediately stopped Mu Jieyu, then turned back and looked at Xuanyuan Zhiyue aggrievedly, "Xiaoyueyue, I will not make it difficult for you, even if I am a slave to others.
Maid, Xiao Yueyue, you have to take good care of me. Don’t miss me when I’m not around. Hey... It’s been ten years since I left. By the time I’m free, I’ll be old and yellow. Xiao Yueyue, don’t wait for me anymore.
Marry the girl you find good, Xiao Yueyue, from now on I won’t be able to make soup for you every night. Remember to ask someone to bring you supper. Spring is here, but the night is still cold. Don’t stay up too late.
Don’t forget to add some clothes. Even if I never see you again, I will miss you every day..."
"Three years!" Xuanyuan Zhiyue said two words coldly.
Mu Jieyu raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
"The ten-year contract will be transferred to the king for the next seven years."
Hua Xiangrong's smile that had not yet bloomed was fixed on her face, and then she didn't know what she thought of, and she shook her head at Mu Jieyu in horror.
Mu Jieyu smiled heartlessly: "As the prince wishes."
"Mu Jieyu, you betrayed your friends, you are despicable and shameless, you have a black heart and lungs, you..."
"Huahua, don't forget that you will be my slave from tomorrow on." Mu Jieyu said with a smile to the woman who was yelling at her.
A certain woman was choked with anger, but she still closed her mouth very wisely, and just stared at Mu Jieyu with a knife-like gaze.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely treat the flower girl kindly." Mu Jieyu promised quietly.
Xuanyuan Zhiyue smiled coldly: "As long as you still have one breath when you hand it over to me."
Hua Xiangrong gritted her teeth in anger, but did not speak again.
Mu Jieyu nodded with a smile, and then said goodbye with Fu Shaoyan.
Even Fu Shaoyan probably didn't really understand the real deal between Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhiyue.
Hua Xiangrong and Mu Jieyu are childhood sweethearts. She is the eldest lady of Huayu Villa and is well-known in the world. She has been as unrestrained as the wind since she was a child. She is good at everything except being a little lustful.
But the bad thing is that this girl is lustful, skilled in martial arts, and whenever she hears rumors about how beautiful someone is since she was a child, she will always go to any lengths to take a look, and then tease her, regardless of gender. But her loneliness
Mu Jieyu is the only one who understands.
She sneaked into the imperial capital three years ago. When she was only twelve years old, she lost her heart at the first sight of Xuanyuan Zhiyue. From then on, she stalked Xuanyuan Zhiyue and told Xuanyuan Zhiyue in front of Mu Jieyu.
The sky was full of flowers and a man's heart was filled with this powerful prince.
At that time, Mu Jieyu was very worried, and sure enough, two years ago, she appeared in front of Mu Jieyu with injuries all over her body, begging Mu Jieyu to give her the sect's most precious nine-turn purple golden elixir.