Chapter one hundred and thirty-one

Bai Mei came to the net at the beginning, and besides collecting a lot of money, he also got a lot of jade, jewelry, antique calligraphy and painting... It's a pity that those things can't be appreciated and loved by a layman in Mahathir, so except for the famous calligraphy and painting, they all changed money and spent it on business. And those calligraphy and painting or inkstone Gu Mo, also divided to please and win over these self-righteous literati, have never been stingy. Compared with things, Bai Mei prefers silver, and compared with silver, Bai Mei prefers to consolidate her position... After all, she is always ready to stand beside Anping Yanxuan, but it can't be too bad. King Ping an also heard of Bai Mei's story of collecting money happily and spending money faster, so he believed most of it, shook his head, and didn't say in Bai Mei's ear how rare the cold jade was, and how much thought he spent in the whole country was just a few pieces. Both of them didn't pay attention. Although Anping Yanxuan walked in front, he had been quietly flanking his ears. While secretly looking at Bai Mei, he heard their words intermittently. Bai Mei went out of the door, breathed, and the blush on his face gradually faded, so his skin became pale, and sweat almost soaked his underwear, which made Bai Mei feel a little uncomfortable. In addition, he was impatient with the endless problems of Ping an Wang, and his face was not very good. ... Everything was normal at dinner, except Bai Mei, who was exceptionally taciturn. Anping Yanxuan is a little worried. Even if you are full of food and drink, Bai Mei is still wilting. He knew that according to the time, I'm afraid Bai Mei hasn't had a good rest since last night, and the weather is bad, so it's really not suitable for Bai Mei to continue to discuss anything. However, he clearly knew that Bai Mei's mind could not be sure what surprising good ideas would pop up, and he was not willing to let Bai Mei go back to rest. Contradictory Anping Yanxuan frowned and thought for a long time. Finally, he ordered the palace attendant to give everyone a bowl of chilled plum soup to relieve the summer heat. It was regarded as his consideration for Bai Mei, but he chose to ignore Bai Mei's eyelids that had already started fighting. Bai Mei likes sour plum soup, so he rudely occupied the bowl of Ping an Wang, who was thinking solemnly about what he had no time to estimate his drink. After eating two bowls of drinks and eating quite full before, you will inevitably feel sleepy. It is very difficult to achieve results in fighting against drowsiness. While comforting herself, she spread out in her chair. In a daze, she chose to ignore Anping Yanxuan's stare at herself and fell asleep. No one in the room was stupider than anyone else. Seeing the emperor's ugly face, they all lowered their voices and tried their best to ignore Bai Mei. Instead, Bai Mei slept soundly. Sleeping until the sun slanted to the west, the water lily flowers began to close their fragrant petals, and the assistant minister of the Ministry of War began to roll up the map that everyone had studied for a long time. When Emperor Yan announced the final result and prepared everyone to be at peace, Bai Mei opened his eyes again. Anping Yanxuan glanced at the sleepy Bai Mei. While feeling cute and funny, he was so angry that his teeth were itchy. He couldn't help but tease and mock: "Bai Hou, who dreamed of peace in the world, finally woke up from his sleep. I don't know if he can get fairy advice in his dream?" Bai Mei bent one eye and hung up a big smile: "Yes!" "Oh?" The crowd had just relaxed from the heated discussion and listened to Bai Mei's firm tone, which made them curious. "The immortal pointed me out that it's time to eat again!" Bai Mei smiled innocently and lovingly. Feeling fooled, Anping Yanxuan sighed helplessly. Yesterday, he felt that Bai Mei had changed, become mature and shrewd, but today he seems to feel that this guy is as lazy as ever... After all, which is the real side? Bai Mei laughed and his eyes narrowed together. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chen Guo. There were several rains in summer, so the grass on the roadside spread wildly, covering every yellow spot. The weeds with full waist height brought great inconvenience to the march. Yunli, dressed in military uniform, rode on a horse, grasped the reins with both hands, and the knot turned unnaturally white and lacked blood, just like her face. Her spirit is not very good, although the sun that made her and the soldiers around her dizzy has now slowly set behind the mountain, and it is no longer so hot that she is too sad to think. Even if the surroundings are safe, it is difficult for her to relax, just as even if no one disturbs her, she cannot think more calmly, just because her heart is getting more and more chaotic-her blind trust in Qing Yan over the years has made her unable to face the reality objectively. Chen Guo's former four emperors and now Qing Wang Qingyan, in her heart, have always paid equal attention to benefactor, master and friend, making her emotionally complicated but never betraying people who only want to be close. But now, this person, whom she has given all her loyalty, has begun to become incomprehensible to Yunli. Yes, day after day, Qing Yan, away from the person in Yunli's mind, gradually drifted away. Yun Li thinks that Qing Yan is loyal and generous. Even if he does anything, he is mostly a last resort. Born in the royal family, many choices are forced, not voluntary. Yunli is willing to find an explanation for Qing Yan's sharp words or his practice of not leaving behind. For example, the abandonment of Bai Mei, the handing out of Hongmei, etc., if there is a country's sense of honor, a small affair is really not counted. However, day after day, Yunli found that they lost more and more.