"Who else can be killed invisibly with extremely fast body skills?" Lin Meier said leisurely.

Leng Yifei shook the wine bottle again and again, "Don't you really drink it?"

Lin Meier didn't say anything.

"This is a thirty-year-old osmanthus aging, and it is difficult to find on the market."

"Senior Brother Leng rarely drinks. Today, he is so excited. Is there any happy event?" Lin Meier's eyes flashed slightly.

"Of course, I am happy for you, junior sister," Leng Yifei raised the bottle and drank a big sip of wine and said, "Some people in this world have a lot of wives and concubines, and they have a headache about how to make the inner house harmonious. Junior sister, you have not been involved in this whirlpool yet. Isn't it a pleasing to congratulate?"

"Are you ridiculing me?" Lin Meier narrowed her eyes.

Leng Yifei smiled slightly and said nothing.

"Shu--" Lin Meier's body flashed, and she rushed to Leng Yifei. She flipped her wrist and a dazzling light flashed out.

Leng Yifei seemed to be unaware of it. When Lin Meier's fine steel Emei pierced her body, her waist twisted and seemed to have inadvertently avoided the attack.

"小小小小小小-" Lin Meier made a move as fast as lightning. The fine steel Emei pierced in her hand made countless fierce killings, trying to tear Leng Yifei apart.

Leng Yifei's steps were a little staggering, as if he couldn't even stand steadily, but he could not avoid Lin Meier's ultimate move.

Lin Meier attacked and suddenly stopped. She stared at Leng Yifei for a while, "Do you still have wine? Let me take a sip."

Leng Yifei and hee, threw the bottle over. Lin Meier reached out to catch it, raised it high, and a thread of wine thread flowed down from the mouth of the bottle. She took a sip, wiped the corner of her mouth, and said, "It's true that the wine is good!"

"Junior sister, your martial arts are getting better again." Leng Yifei said to her with a smile.

Lin Meier didn't say anything and threw the bottle back to him.

"Don't you drink more?" Leng Yifei took the bottle and asked.

Lin Meier shook her head slightly, without saying a word.

"It seems that I am the only one to absorb the remaining wine." Leng Yifei sighed.

"Senior Brother Leng, thank you for your wine," Lin Meier glanced at him, "You can leave now."

"I'm so anxious to drive people away so quickly. My junior sister is too unkind," Leng Yifei said: "At least you can accompany me to talk to you for a while."

"Senior Brother Leng is not a talkative person," Lin Meier's eyes turned, "It's not your style to be entangled with me today."

"Yes, junior sister, you know me," Leng Yifei took another sip of wine and said with a squint: "If you don't drink it, I'll finish it."

"Senior Brother Leng, please give me a gift."

"Junior sister," Leng Yifei sighed softly, "You can choose to drink this wine or not, but why can't you let go of this person?"

Lin Meier remained silent.

"You are still infatuated that he can carry a sedan chair to marry you?" Leng Yifei said: "He is now a dignified minister of the Ministry of War, a third-rank official in the court, and was also named Jingchang Bo. He has a wife and a concubine at home. Do you still hope to enter his family?"

"Don't say it!" Lin Meier said loudly: "This is my own business, so you don't have to worry about Senior Brother Leng!"

"Yes," Leng Yifei raised his eyes and took a sip of wine. "It's nothing to do with me, but who told you

It's my junior sister!"

Lin Meier stared at him, Leng Yifei drank a big gulp of wine as if nothing had happened. After a while, the wine in the bottle was drunk.

"The wine is gone," Leng Yifei turned over the bottle's mouth, but no drop of wine flowed out. "Junior sister, look, what you are hiding in your heart is like the wine in the bottle. As long as you pour it out, there will be nothing again."

"Senior Brother Leng said a lot tonight." Lin Meier said coldly.

"I think so," Leng Yifei's lips curled up, "All my previous words may not have been more than I said to you tonight." He paused and continued, "I don't want to see you trap yourself because of that person."

Lin Meier squinted her eyes and looked at the night sky, "Senior brother, I know you are kind to me. Actually, I am not what you think..."

"Really?" Leng Yifei raised his eyebrows.

"That's because I've never expected anything," Lin Meier said slowly: "I didn't expect him to marry me through the eight-carrying sedan chair, and I didn't even care whether I had a status or not. I can protect him now, and it's enough to look at him every day."

Leng Yifei smiled, "The junior sister's heart is so broad, this is not your style."

"I'm not afraid of you, Senior Brother," Lin Meier smiled. "He is very good now, and I'm happy for him. It's not bad for the two of them to look at each other every day... Maybe one day I hate him and will leave him, so that we will be free from each other."

Listening to her statement, Leng Yifei was stunned and suddenly laughed, "No, it's not bad, I feel ashamed of being a senior brother as a senior..." His eyes flashed, "Then I wish you to put him behind your head as soon as possible and get relief."

"Thank you, senior brother," Lin Meier smiled, "I suddenly want to drink now. Senior brother, can you have two drinks with me?"

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Before dawn, Yang Muyun still stood up, and Zhou Mengnan blushed and stood with him.

Su Yue came in early to serve them to change clothes and wash.

"The breakfast is ready," Su Yue said with her hair for Yang Muyun: "Master will go to court after using the meal?"

"Yeah." Yang Muyun nodded.

"You go and tell Ning Xin and Daiyu that you don't have to get up so early," Zhou Mengnan told Su Yue, "Just let me accompany you to have a meal."

"Yes." Su Yue owed her body and replied.

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"My husband, drink more hot soup," Zhou Mengnan personally served the soup in Yang Muyun's bowl. "It's cold outside, drink more hot soup and warm your body."

"Thank you, Madam." Looking at the table of dishes, Yang Muyun sighed: "It would be a waste to get so many dishes as soon as possible. I can't eat so much. It would be a pity if I threw them away."

"My husband is also a high-ranking official in the court," Zhou Mengnan said with a smile: "How can this meal be sloppy? It doesn't matter if my husband doesn't eat it. I can reward my servants and will not throw it away at will."

"Um..." Yang Muyun looked at her, "My wife, my salary this month is only 60 taels of silver. It takes you a few days to eat it, but we will be poor."

Zhou Mengnan smiled after hearing this, "I can't spend my husband's money. I can afford it if I can afford it."

"Is the wife's business still going on?"

"It's just that the business is left to the people below. I don't have to do it myself," Zhou Mengnan explained: "Even if all these businesses are cut off, my husband doesn't have to worry about the expenses in the mansion."

"Madam," Yang Muyun's face changed slightly, "Aren't all the money you have in hand being handed over to the Ministry of Revenue? Where can there be a lot of inputs?"

"I'm paying money from the Ministry of Revenue," said Zhou Mengnan. "And the shops in the capital and the farms outside the city are still in my hands. Even if I don't do anything, just collecting rent is enough for all the expenses in our mansion."

"What?" Yang Muyun was startled and stared at her and said, "Do you still have so many industries hidden? Are you not afraid of the court's investigation, and you will all be convicted of the counter-property of the eunuchs, and you will be charged with another crime?"

"Don't worry, my husband, it's not in the way," Zhou Mengnan said with a calm expression: "These shops and land and concubines have changed their contract documents and have no connection with Wang Zhen anymore. Even if the court sends people to investigate, it will not be able to find anything."

"You are very powerful," Yang Muyun glanced at her, "You have used a lot of money in private, right?"

"My husband, can you do something with money or something?" Zhou Mengnan smiled and said, "There are benefits for both sides. Besides, my husband is very glorious now, who will pursue what else?"

"You are so easy to plan, you are worthy of being the good daughter of your father-in-law."

"Thank you for your praise!"

Yang Muyun looked stern, "I can say ugly things ahead. If you do anything privately, don't hit my signboard, and you are not allowed to use the name of the Ministry of War..."

"I know," Zhou Mengnan smiled and said, "I understand the right way and will never cause trouble for my husband."

"It's good that you know," Yang Muyun sighed: "Your husband, I'm very eye-catching in the court now. Many censors and censors want to take my handle and study hard in front of the emperor. At this time, you can't make any trouble for me, madam."

"Don't the emperor value you very much? Who will go against you?" Zhou Mengnan asked in confusion.

"The court is very complicated. Many ministers are looking at the Supreme Emperor and the Queen Mother," Yang Muyun shook his head and said, "The emperor has just ascended the throne and his status is not very stable. I can't cause trouble for him at this time."

"My husband is a meritorious person and has made great contributions in the battle to defend the capital," Zhou Mengnan sighed: "It is really rare to be able to be so vigilant and self-reflective!"

"Madam, be careful," Yang Muyun waved his hand and said, "The battle in the capital is the emperor's strategy. What contribution can a minister do? He always talks about it, aren't he afraid of giving someone a handle?" After two years of ups and downs in the officialdom, Yang Muyun's personality has become much more restrained.

"Yes, I'm careless and didn't put myself in my shoes," Zhou Mengnan said: "I won't say these words again."

"Not only you can't say it, but no one in the mansion can say it," Yang Muyun warned: "As for the credit and other emperors, they all know what they deserve, will reward you. Isn't that enough?"

Zhou Mengnan nodded, "My husband is like an old official, I admire him. But..."

"But what?"

"I think my husband should not stay in the Ministry of War. He is busy with military affairs all day long, and he is a little too busy. It would be great if he could be transferred to the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Personnel. There is in charge of money, grain and promotion of officials. Who would dare not worship those two temples?"

"My wife is worthy of being a businessman. She knows which yamen in the Ming Dynasty is rich in quality," Yang Muyun sighed: "My husband is stupid and only knows how to do things and cannot make up these plans."
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