The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

"Yes."

Yan Mo nodded in response, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "What about the Buddhist Sound Pavilion... When do you think you can go there? Master Wuchen has been gone for a long time. If you don't go there, I'm afraid..."

Situ Yan was silent for a moment, tapping his fingers lightly on the table and said, "I'll take her with me some other day."

"Who to bring..."

Yan Mo asked subconsciously, and halfway through the question, he realized what was happening and raised his head in surprise: "Little Imperial Concubine? But Master, the Foyin Pavilion is..."

Before he finished speaking, Situ Yan gave him a cold look. Yan Mo immediately stopped and said respectfully, "It was I who said too much."

While the master and servant were plotting here, Xie Yuantang and Bai Lang were also plotting on the other side.

It's just that their conspiracy is much louder.

In Xie Yuantang's room, the bed was piled with gold, silver and jewelry.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, cupped her hands, and showed off to Bai Lang: "Look, this is the kingdom that I built!"

Bai Lang's mouth twitched, and he moved the jewels aside in disdain, and reluctantly found a place to sit down on the bed: "Actually, you know you don't have to display everything. You can just show me the account book, right?"

Xie Yuantang blinked and said as a matter of course: "That won't work. How can looking at the account book be as intuitive as looking at the money? Don't you think looking at these will make you feel better?"

Bai Lang shook his head: "I don't think so. Only poor people like you would think so. For people like us who never lack money, money is just a number to us."

Xie Yuantang: “…”

Big Brother Tang was so angry that he picked up a gold ingot and threw it at his face: "Don't forget that you were poor when you were a kid!"

Bai Lang caught the gold ingot and smashed it on her head with his backhand: "But I knew how to make money by reselling garbage when I was ten years old, and you are still picking up garbage to eat!"

Xie Yuantang: "I was saved from studying! Who is a poor student like you?"

Bai Lang: "Oh, you are a top student, but you are also a poor top student."

Xie Yuantang: "...but I have money now!"

Bai Lang looked at the account book, then glanced at the belongings on the bed, nodded and said, "Not bad, plus the temporary accommodation I brought in today, it's enough for us to start up."

Xie Yuantang rubbed her hands excitedly. She had to admire Bai Lang in terms of doing business: "Junior brother, Xiao Langlang, what are you going to do?"

Bai Lang glanced at her and held out his hand like a master: "Bring me a pen and paper."

"Here, take it!"

In front of money, Big Brother Tang had to become a lackey and smilingly gave paper and pen to Mr. Bai.

Bai Lang patted her forehead in amusement, and without choosing a place, he just lay down on her bed and started drawing with paper and pen.

Opposite him, Xie Yuantang was lying on a pile of gold, silver and jewelry, leaning forward to look at them curiously.

This was the scene Situ Yan saw when he pushed the door open.

There was a bed full of gold, silver and jewels. Two people, one lying on the edge of the bed, and the other with his little butt sticking out, were leaning on the bed, with their heads put together, and I don't know what they were drawing.

When they heard the door open, they thought it was Hongqiu and no one paid any attention.

Xie Yuantang said without even looking up: "No need to pour tea, go down."

Situ Yan's peach blossom eyes twinkled and he asked, "What are you doing?"

"what!"

As soon as he spoke, Xie Yuantang and Bai Lang reacted immediately. Bai Lang immediately put away the paper with most of the drawings on it and glared at Situ Yan in warning: "Why don't you knock before coming in? Do you understand that this is a business secret?"

Situ Yan smiled and said, "Really? What business secrets are you talking about? Tell me about it. If it's appropriate, I can give you more investment than Jin Baisui."

Bai Lang snorted: "Not rare."

Situ Yan turned his gaze to Xie Yuantang. His peach blossom eyes were backlit, and it was hard to tell what was hidden in them: "Madam, won't you tell me too?"

Xie Yuantang was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said: "But I don't know, you came in before I could hear him say anything."

Situ Yan's peach blossom eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Then you really trust him. You took out all the money without even hearing what business he said he was in."

Bai Lang crossed his legs and said in a frivolous way, "Of course, Jia Tang trusts me the most! Not to mention that I spent her money, even if I lost all her wealth, she wouldn't blame me."

Xie Yuantang kicked him with her foot: "Just try and lose everything!"

Although the two were fighting, everyone could see how much Xie Yuantang trusted Bai Lang.

This trust made Situ Yan feel a little uncomfortable.

This discomfort has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, it's just that he hopes he is the person she trusts the most.

Situ Yan stood at the door, silent.

Xie Yuantang was slightly stunned. Even if she was slow-witted, she realized that her husband was angry.

Xie Yuantang climbed down from the bed, casually stepped on his shoes and ran to Situ Yan, looking up at him: "What's wrong?"

Situ Yan lowered his head, sighed and said, "Nothing."

He bent down and put Xie Yuantang's shoes on: "Lift your feet."

"I can do it myself."

As Xie Yuantang spoke, she lifted her feet. Situ Yan helped her put on her shoes, held her hand and said, "Yan Mo said that the flowers you buried in the pit have sprouted. Do you want to go and take a look?"

"Yeah!"

Xie Yuantang responded, and turned to Bai Lang, "Remember to clean up the things on my bed when you're done."

Bai Lang: “…”

He looked at the two people leaving, then at the bed full of gold, silver and jewels, and his face turned dark.

How long will it take to clean up this?

……

Situ Yan took Xie Yuantang to the garden and found a long corridor to sit down. Xie Yuantang looked up at him: "Husband, are you angry?"

She explained: "I want to start my own business, Bai Lang is helping me, didn't you know this a long time ago?"

Situ Yan nodded, pursed his lips and said: "I'm not angry, it's just..."

He frowned slightly, sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I can't control my emotions recently. I think I upset you."

Xie Yuantang waved his hand carelessly and said, "It's okay. You just recovered your memory, and the toxins haven't been cleared yet, so it's normal for you to be a little out of control. It's just..."

After a pause, Xie Yuantang looked at him with some confusion: "Is it my illusion? I always feel like you seem to be afraid of something recently."

Situ Yan was slightly stunned.

Afraid?

He raised his hand and ruffled her hair, with a look in his peach blossom eyes that Xie Yuantang couldn't understand: "Maybe regaining memory is really not a good thing. Since I woke up, I always felt that you were about to leave me."

Xie Yuantang suddenly froze.

She recalled Situ Yan's abnormal behavior during this period. He repeatedly assured her that he had not changed, and even competed with Situ Feng for the position of "big baby". All this was just because he had lost confidence.

Xie Yuantang was even more puzzled: "But I won't leave."

Situ Yan smiled and nodded: "Well, I won't let you leave either."

Xie Yuantang smiled and held his fingers: "Isn't this good? Who can force us to separate?"

Situ Yan smiled but said nothing.

Xie Yuantang poked his handsome face with her little hand: "Don't think too much, I can't bear to part with you but your money!"

Situ Yan: “…” These words really make people feel at ease!