But she knew what she was doing, and she even knew that she might be doomed in the end, but she just couldn't control herself.
It's like you have been attracted to marijuana, and you are already... out of control.
"Ma Zhi!" Song Yu's eyes flashed, but she called affectionately.
Liu Mazhi bit her lip and snuggled into his arms: "Just if you can, don't hit Qingguoqingcheng too badly, okay?"
"Okay!" Song Yu responded.
"Ma Zhi, after the matter is completed, I will take you Qian Yuguo to see my father and mother, and ask them to host the wedding for us. I want to marry you into the house in a glorious way!"
Liu Mazhi's restless heart seemed to have settled instantly. She always felt that Song Yu's heart was erratic, so she always tried hard to please him.
But she didn't expect that he would say these words at this moment. She looked at him excitedly: "Yulang!"
"Look how happy you are, I was going to marry you!" Song Yu chuckled.
Liu Mazhi also laughed, her eyes turned red, and tears flowed out: "I have always been afraid and uneasy..."
"Why are you crying? If someone saw it, who would dare to believe that this is the third leader who is decisive and decisive in killing the country and the city?" Song Yu said with a chuckle.
His slender fingers gently stroked her cheek, gently wiping away her tears.
The movements are extremely gentle and affectionate.
"Why do you feel scared and uneasy? Do you think I'm just playing with you? Mozhi, be more confident in yourself, you are so beautiful, not many men can resist you!"
"Really?" Over the years, she has indeed become confident in front of others. But only she knows that the weakness and inferiority hidden in her heart has never disappeared.
However, Liu Mazhi is infatuated and has no regrets, but she is also smart at the same time.
She may have understood in her heart how much Song Yu truly loved her, but she chose to ignore it and believe everything he said.
"Of course!" Song Yu nodded.
Liu Mazhi smiled softly and was satisfied, then remembered the purpose of coming here: "I went to see Sister Shaoyao today with Sister Yuehong. She is indeed very ill!"
"Are you really sick?" Song Yu frowned slightly.
"Well, it seems to be a little better, and the spirit is much better than that day, but he still looks very weak, and the palace is very strictly guarded. People generally don't get close to him for fear of being infected."
"You didn't get close to her, did you?" Song Yu asked worriedly.
Liu Mazhi shook her head: "Don't worry, I just looked at her from a distance and didn't touch her."
Speaking of this, Liu Mazhi's eyes showed deep guilt.
"Take care of yourself!"
"I will!"
"What are you going to do next?"
"Now that the materials for the Qing Dynasty's Autumn Clothes have been exhausted, there is no way to stop production. If there is a backlog of this large number of Autumn Clothes, the turnover will definitely be difficult. Even if the Seventh Princess no longer cares about money, losing money like this is not an option.
If possible, I still hope to merge Qingguoqingcheng into Gufangzhai. So next, let’s take a look at the attitude of the Seventh Princess first.”
Song Yu said slowly.
Just a light flashed through his clear eyes.
Naturally, he would not tell Liu Mazhi everything.
Although this woman was obsessed with him and would do anything for him, she was too guilty of Lu Qingqing. If she knew her true plan, she would probably be unstable.
