Xuyun looked at the long-standing figure wearing a silver mask that moon was wearing a white dress.

At this moment, under the ignorant moonlight, she seemed to be covered with a halo, and her silver mask was filled with a cold white light, but she still could not hide her quiet and deep eyes.

That quiet and solemn aura is not just a killing decision and moving forward?

Xuyun couldn't help but be stunned.

Yan Qingrui left.

Xuyun was stunned for a while, wiped off the mud seal from the wine jar, raised his head and took a big sip, and murmured: "No one can keep what should be left, and no one can escape what should be come! Stinky girl, if one day the world will be turned upside down because of you, I hope you won't regret today's persistence!"

After leaving the City God Temple, Yan Qingrui returned to the city.

At this time, the city gate had already been closed.

However, whether the city gates are closed or not can stop her.

The 21st century straight and steep tall buildings are much higher than the city wall. She doesn't take them seriously by the closed space on all sides, high-tech security systems, and vaults with layers of tempered structures, let alone the city wall?

Yan Mansion, Yan Hongyang Study Room.

Yan Hongyang sat behind the desk with a gloomy expression.

Opposite him, Yan Xiong, the head of Yan Mansion, was reporting to him.

Whether it was rebuilding Su Ruolan's tomb or repairing the Yan family temple, it took a lot of money.

All these silvers are moved by the silvers in Yan Hongyang’s outer courtyard account.

Looking at the stack of accounts Yan Xiong took, the whereabouts of the money, and the final summarization, it reached a total of 15,000 taels, Yan Hongyang's face was a little distorted.

Such a large sum of money.

That dead girl really dares to speak.

Since the first two things have been done, the third thing has to be done.

Although I had already informed my two sons of this third thing, I had to go there in person if I really spoke to Zhang Xueyan.

He waved his hand and asked Yan Xiong to retreat.

After Yan Xiong left, he sat behind the desk for a moment before getting up and heading towards the main courtyard.

At this moment, in the main courtyard, Zhang Xueyan, who was well-maintained and plump in shape, was taking the warm wet handed over her face by the close-fitting nanny.

The water soaked in the veil is not ordinary water, but Zhang Xueyan's secret recipe.

Use this medicine to melt it every night, soak the veil, and then apply it to the face to attract the moisture on the wet veil, so that the medicine can soak the skin on the face, and keep the skin on the face tender and smooth.

Of course, this so-called secret recipe was used by the girls in the brothel where Zhang Xueyan was before. Zhang Xueyan kept doing it every day, and her face was indeed delicate.

Even though she is now forty years old, she has no wrinkles on her face. Half of it belongs to her pampering life for years, and her other half belongs to this daily secret recipe maintenance.

Zhang Xueyan is very satisfied with her current life.

When she was very young, she and many women of similar age were selected by Master Qin to learn the ability to please men. After learning, they would scatter into various brothels. In the second year after entering the brothel, she met Yan Hongyang.

Then, according to the instructions of Master Qin, she made Yan Hongyang a minister under her skirt step by step. Later, she redeemed her for her, changed her name and surname to her, and became Yan Hongyang's concubine, and gave birth to two sons in one go. The mother was noble by her son, and her ability to charm men made it difficult for Yan Hongyang to give up and become the official wife.
Chapter completed!