Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Chapter 232 The First Question

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, half a month has passed. Mu Yao's life is comfortable and stable, and her mood gradually relaxes, and she gradually forgets the threat from the old man.

Every day at 3 p.m., she would go out on time and drive to Xu's house so that Xu Qingcheng could see her the first thing she did when she got home from work.

The two often worked hand in hand together, and soon, the walls were covered with lifelike paintings.

"Ayao, are you still planning to bid for your new work this year?" Xu Qingcheng asked, putting his arm around her waist.

Mu Yao's painting style is diverse, with bold colors, strong three-dimensional sense, and unique ingenuity. Every time she paints, Xu Qingcheng is so amazed that she can't take her eyes off.

Recently, he has been learning abstract painting from Mu Yao. Although he studies very hard, he still can't get the hang of it.

Abstract painting style emphasizes individuality and independence. Most painters are not bound by any rules and their imagination is unconstrained. However, Xu Qingcheng has been deeply influenced by traditional culture since childhood, so she still has a long way to go before she can fully grasp the essence of this school.

However, he was not discouraged, and continued to forge ahead and ponder over and over again. Mu Yao was deeply moved by Erlang's unwavering pursuit of art, and often felt that Xu Qingcheng was an artist who was buried because of his career delay.

"I think there will be one. Brother Xu, are there any other famous auction houses in Dayun?"

Mu Yao didn't want to go back and forth to Changsheng Pavilion. She wanted to find a long-term partner who was close to her.

Xu Qingcheng frowned, and after a moment of thinking, he replied, "The original Treasure Pavilion has been empty since it was confiscated. The court intended to sell it and reorganize the Treasure Pavilion, but no one is willing to take it over so far."

"Why?" Mu Yao was surprised. It turned out that it was Ji Qi's property. She thought the court would transform it into other properties.

"That place has long been recognized by all the wealthy and powerful people. The most effective way is to find a new owner recognized by the court to reopen the Treasure Pavilion. But this person must have considerable financial resources and deep connections."

"Just like the reason why the Changsheng Pavilion in Yuhe City can become the largest auction house in Yunqi, one of the important reasons is that there are a constant stream of rare treasures coming out there, attracting countless wealthy families to flock to it."

Mu Yao was silent. She really wanted to take over the Treasure Pavilion, but her energy was limited at the moment and she had no time to spare.

"Ayao, when the time comes, you can hand over the painting to me and I will go to Changsheng Pavilion to bid for you." Xu Qingcheng suggested.

This is really not a good idea.

Mu Yao stared at Xu Qingcheng in silence with her lips tightened, which made him suddenly realize how ridiculous his thoughts were.

The atmosphere became strangely quiet. The two looked at each other, tacitly changed the subject, and turned their attention back to the painting they had just finished.

Before we knew it, the bright moon was high in the sky, illuminating the entire street.

Mu Yao was drowsy as she sat in the carriage on the way back. The sound of the wheels was particularly clear to her ears, creaking and rolling in a very regular manner.

"Clop, clop, clop" the sound of horses pedaling came from behind, sounding particularly sonorous and powerful in the quiet night.

Mu Yao slightly raised the curtain, and a familiar golden nanmu carriage passed by her side.

This is You Changqing's carriage. Is he going back to Lanling County? Is he also taking this road?

The strange phenomenon in the sky above Muchan Garden made Mu Yao alert. She always felt that this young man was mysterious and unpredictable.

He got off the carriage with his head down, and did not come back to his senses from his meditation until he entered the village.

"Yaoyao, you're back!" Li Changan noticed Mu Yao looking worried from the corner of the corridor.

"Dad, why haven't you slept yet? Is Shaoyou back?" Mu Yao asked with concern. Recently, a difficult case happened in Beijing, and Wang Yanzhi had been working on the case for several days, leaving early and returning late every day.

"No. Are you going to Xu's house tomorrow?" Li Changan thought for a moment and couldn't help asking.

"No, Brother Xu has to go away for a while to take exams." Mu Yao was depressed. The place Xu Qingcheng was going to was located on the border between Dayun Kingdom and Xueming Kingdom. It was nearly 300 miles away from Shangjing by car and took 20 days. Adding the round trip, they would not see each other for at least a month.

Li Changan was relieved. He had more than one son-in-law, Xu Qingcheng. Wei Wushang had come to see Mu Yao three times today. When he left the last time, his face was so dark that ink could drip out.

"A real man should put his career first. Qingcheng is still young and it is time for him to work hard. You should support him as much as possible. Of your father-in-law's three sons, Xu Ruchen is probably not destined to be an official. Xu Licheng is interested in learning and is not suitable for the court. Although Qingcheng is a little cold and arrogant, he will listen to advice at critical moments. Therefore, your father-in-law has placed the focus of his training on Qingcheng. With his background, as long as he does not make any mistakes and follows your father-in-law's steps steadily, he will be able to achieve great things in the future and be unstoppable."

"Dad, but I don't think Brother Xu is happy at all. His personality is not suitable for staying in a big dye vat." Mu Yao has nothing to lack now, and she doesn't need Xu Qingcheng to work hard for her.

Li Changan stroked his white beard, observed his daughter's expression, and said, "People fight for a breath, Buddhas fight for a stick of incense. He is your legal husband, but he is the youngest and least experienced of all your husbands. There are some things you girls will not understand."

"Dad, I understand what you mean." Mu Yao deeply understands that with a big family and a big business, many things are beyond one's control. Just like her seventh uncle, when he was young, his dream was to become a fighter pilot, but in the end he returned home to run the hotel business.

"If you understood, you wouldn't be so listless." Li Changan said with a smile.

"Everyone praises the fact that one loves beauty more than the kingdom, but they don't know that if a man does not have the kingdom, he has no right to admire beauty. Think about the eight men around you, which one does not have his own kingdom? Xu Qingcheng also has a kingdom, which was conquered by Xu Yuanming and the eldest princess. Now what he has to do is to protect this kingdom and move to a higher level."

"Spend more time with Wushang and Chutang during the day. And that son-in-law Xiao from Dan Pavilion, Dad has not met him yet, why hasn't he come to propose to Dad?"

How could I have forgotten about this?

"Dad, it's my fault. Dou Xue has mentioned to me several times that he wants to come and visit you, but his injuries have not healed yet, and I wanted to wait until he is well before coming." Mu Yao explained.

"He suffered internal injuries, but his hands and feet are not paralyzed. Bring him here." Li Changan picked up the teapot in his hand, took a sip of "June Yellow" from the spout and said.

"Okay. I'll talk to him tomorrow." Mu Yao nodded in agreement.

Li Changan nodded, and then said: "The most urgent thing is to deal with Yu Heng." He thought Mu Yao had already taken action, and he didn't want to see her running to Xu's house. There was no new action during the day, so he couldn't help but get anxious.

After carefully choosing his words, he said earnestly, "Yaoyao, you have eight husbands. As long as the matter of Yanmian's offspring is not settled, Dad will not be able to rest at ease. Helian Yun is already in his forties, and he is also the candidate for the next head of the Helian family. The issue of offspring is imminent for him. And there is also that Southern Xinjiang Emperor Ji Qi..."

Li Changan did not say anything more about the rest of the conversation. He believed that his daughter would weigh the pros and cons of the situation.

Mu Yao returned to the main courtyard with a heavy heart.

The room was completely silent and dark. She lit a red candle and stared at it flickering in the endless night.

With one hand supporting his chin, he leaned against the flame, his eyes were full of light, but it seemed that it could not illuminate his heart.

How can we capture Yu Heng in the shortest time possible?

A feeling of despair suddenly arose in my heart, and I buried my head in my arms like an ostrich, feeling helpless, confused, and sighing.

The gentle wind stirred the waves, scattering them into a starry sky. Wang Yanzhi did not return until the fourth watch, stepping on the moon.

The pretty girl was sleeping soundly on the table, her beautiful eyes closed, her breathing shallow, and she was still wearing her skirt.

The man's heart softened, and his nerves, which had been tense all day, gradually relaxed. He immersed himself in the extremely peaceful sleeping face of his wife.

He stretched out his long and strong arms, picked the person up and placed him carefully on the couch.

A faint orchid fragrance permeated Mu Yao's nose. Her long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Did I wake you up?" Erlang kissed her on the ear and whispered softly.

"Why are you here so late? Have you caught him?" Mu Yao frowned slightly and asked in a soft and coquettish tone.

"We've got a clue. We'll be there soon. Go to sleep. I'll be there soon."

The flickering candlelight outlines the boy's jade-like face, and the doting in his eyes has already been revealed. After a busy day, returning home late at night, what could be more touching than a lamp in the house and his wife waiting for him attentively?

The boy felt warm in his heart.

In this long and arduous life, Wang Yanzhi felt that the twenty-six years of emptiness seemed to be just a window of waiting for the heart-beating moment of meeting her unexpectedly, and waiting for the flowers to bloom.