Seeing that Gu Xunyan's expression was not like a fake, and in the space, no one could escape Xiaoli's eyes, Du Wan'er felt relieved.

"Okay, I believe you. Master Gu, don't worry, when Brother Zhao comes back, you will know the whereabouts of your Ye Yisheng."

Du Wan'er patted Gu Xunyan on the shoulder and said.

"Well, girl, I want to go back to the house to rest for a while. I won't be with you and Lord Li."

Gu Xunyan said with a gloomy look.

"Okay, go! I will write a plan with Xiaoli in a while. When I finish writing, I will go to find you. Let's go up the mountain to practice together. When you are in a bad mood, you won't be so depressed if you sweat a little."

Du Wan'er knew that Gu Xunyan was thinking about her sweetheart and agreed.

After Gu Xunyan left, Du Wan'er came to the colorful tree, grabbed the little carp and put it in a basin, and then took a pen, ink, paper and ink.

One person and one fish began to talk about what to do next and what to do.

First of all, it is about the paradise. They want to build weapons. No matter how rich Zhao Yan is, it is difficult to support it, because building weapons will use a lot of manpower and material resources.

She can have someone come to work in the space, but it still requires money, so the first step is to make money.

Du Wan'er and Xiao Li first wrote down the same thing they decided to do.

The first is Jiaoyanfang.

There are currently only beauty, yoga, swimming, and dressing.

Moreover, this beauty is very single.

After the two discussed, they added perfume.

Then there is the ready-to-wear shop.

Next is the shop to be opened.

Dim sum shop, Quanyu Mansion, hot pot restaurant, embroidery shop.

...

June 19th.

Zhao Yan finally received the letter that Du Wan'er asked Mr. Zhao to send someone to send him a few days ago.

When Zhao Yan saw the first sentence, his face suddenly turned dark.

The little nephew who he always thought needed his protection was now in the woman who missed him, and he was so tired of living.

Even after seeing a series of ridiculous things from the little emperor behind, Zhao Yan was able to withstand his anger.

He understood at this moment, and his nephew was destroying himself.

"Prince!"

Zhao Yanxin had not finished reading one page, and Qingfeng hurried into the room.

Now, Zhao Yan, with Qingfeng and several Jingwei, has lived in the main city of Xiliang, and his troops are still guarding outside the main city.

He was waiting for news about Prince Fujia in the city. Only when he saw Prince Fujia return and his plan was successful would he have the next move.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Yan frowned.

However, he knew that if Qingfeng had no urgent matters, he would not have come in rashly like this.

"Your Majesty, Master Leyuan is outside the door at this moment, and he wants to see you!"

Qingfeng Road.

Zhao Yan was stunned.

Master Leyuan has been out for a trip since he left Beijing last time, but he didn't expect to meet him here.

"Please come in."

Zhao Yan asked Qingfeng to invite someone, and quickly finished reading the letter, put it in his arms, and placed it closest to his chest.

He stood up, tidied up his clothes, and waited for Master Yuan to come.

After a while, Qingfeng brought Master Yuan with him.

Master Leyuan is a fat monk who looks over thirties, wearing a cloth suit and a small bag on his body. However, it just looks like he is in his fifties. When he was young, he also saw Zhao Yan's great-grandfather's generation.
Chapter completed!