Even though he didn't sleep all night, Zhao Mujin, who was lying on the bed, was still extremely awake.

The furniture in Taohua House was basically left by the former owner, but some silk quilts were purchased by Yun Yi later.

At this time, Zhao Mujin stroked the ice silk quilt that exuded the sunny atmosphere, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I didn't expect there was such a magical fabric in the world. Let's take the quilt away in secret."

The nanny looked at her angrily, feeling that Zhao Mujin became so strange, completely losing her former dignity.

At this time, Zhao Mujin was like an innocent girl. A thin gauze dress was not enough to cover up her graceful figure. She casually posed for a sleeping position of a concubine. Her slender waist showed a large piece of snow-white, and her cute navel was naughty under the gauze dress.

The solemn nanny checked the various decorations in the room. When she saw the huge full-length mirror next to the wardrobe, her narrow eyes couldn't help but be amazed.

"I didn't expect that he was the mysterious person who gave Mrs. Li the Kunlun mirror..." The nanny couldn't help but mutter.

Zhao Mujin on the bed turned around and saw the mirror, her originally smiling face suddenly stiffened.

She remembered the conversation with Li Qingzhao in the Anthology Garden that day, and the smiling face of Ni Manqing when she entered the room with a box of mirrors in her arms.

"Hmph, I'm a disciple..." Zhao Mujin rolled her face rudely, not feeling upset.

"Does Your Highness have any instructions?"

"It's gone, I'm asleep..."

Seeing this, the nanny shook her head lovingly and sat up on the side.

In the yard.

In order to stay awake, Yun Yi simply brewed Kung Fu tea.

The white porcelain and green soup are burning, and you can smell it and know the taste.

The 801-pound Tieguanyin in the supermarket made Yun Yi feel like he was hard to buy.

The old coachman walked in from outside the yard at some point, holding half a pot of wine in his hand, his steps were shaking, and his cheeks were red.

"Young Master is so drunk."

Upon hearing this, Yun Yi smiled and pointed to the stone stool opposite the stone table, and invited him, "General Hu Yan invited me, have a cup of tea and sober up."

The old coachman smiled and said, "Then I'm welcome. Your tea smells fragrant and you can smell it outside the house. It must be a good tea."

"Hahaha, I dare not say whether it's good or not, just don't dislike it."

As a Henan native, Yun Yi actually doesn't know much about tea. He has drunk Kung Fu tea several times in the past and was invited by some old chess friends in the park. I still remember that once I was playing chess in the park, a chess friend from Fuzhou brought a set of tea sets. It was Yun Yi's first time drinking Kung Fu tea. He was shocked and sighed that the tea ceremony was so profound, but unfortunately it was too expensive.

Now that I have some spare money, Yun Yi just wants to study and study, which is also a good habit. So when I purchased it last time, I bought some tea and a set of tea sets...

The two of them chatted with tea. The old coachman tried Yun Yi and his feet several times, but Yun Yi cleverly resolved it.

The old coachman who knew he couldn't ask anything, so he simply didn't ask, as long as Yun Yi didn't hurt Zhao Mujin.

"By the way, Brother Yun, do you think what will happen to the three parties after we spread the news?"

Yun Yi gently put the tea leaves on Guanyin's hand, raised his eyes slightly, and said, "Is the general worried about involving the princess?"

The old coachman nodded slightly and said solemnly: "It is entirely up to the princess to mediate my relationship with me and my husband. I once swore that I would protect His Highness the Princess for the rest of my life. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Hu Yanzhuo knew that some wise men were very proud and did not like others to point fingers at his strategies and strategies, and even more hated that someone questioned their decisions, so he was here to accompany him to lay a prelude to the next conversation.

Yun Yi was not so arrogant. Since Hu Yanzhuo asked, he thought for a while and said, "King Duan, King Jian, because I have involved the several priests behind him, I can't make a rash statement. However, as the saying goes, three people become tigers, and hundreds of people become power. Now we have encouraged more than a hundred people. Even if they want to stop it, it's too late. Therefore, the two sides are basically determined to lose this mute."

Hu Yanzhuo nodded thoughtfully, thought to himself, and asked again: "Where is the Liao people?"

"The Liao people..."

Yun Yi picked up the teapot, looked at the sky, and suddenly a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said, "If you can really be sure that Wu Shu's father is called Wanyan Daguda, and this Aguda is the leader of the Jurchen tribe, then you don't have to be afraid."

Hu Yanzhuo was stunned for a moment, looking puzzled.

Yun Yi held a teapot in his right hand and held his broad cuff with his left hand. He first added seven-point tea soup to Hu Yanzhuo, and then said with a smile: "If I tell you, the Jurchens will fight against the Great Liao, do you believe it?"

Hu Yanzhuo's expression changed drastically: "This... Brother Yun's words are based on?"

"Haha, you can't say it, but I'm 99% sure that if that Wu Shu dies, the Jurchens will rebel."

Hu Yanzhuo's eyelids were thrusting. Yun Yi's words made him not know where to refute him for a while. The main reason was that Yun Yi gave him too confident... and confidence was contagious.

"Young Master Yun..." Hu Yanzhuo changed his name directly. He couldn't wait to say, "If you can really make a promise, then we can't do this secretly. Someone suggested secretly sending this plan to the palace so that the officials can rest assured, and also avoiding the princess's princess from being implicated."

When Yun Yi heard this, he shook his head repeatedly.

"What?" Hu Yanzhuo asked hurriedly.

Yun Yi smelled the fragrance on the cover of the tea and said calmly: "Things will not be so smooth. I know the value of Wushu, the head of Wushu, and Yelu Yanxi must also know it. From his emphasis on Wushu, we can see that he is winning over the powerful Jurchens."

Hu Yanzhuo nodded and waited for the following.

Yun Yi put down the tea cover, leaned back slightly, looked at the warm sun hidden on the top of the peach blossom tree, and spoke, "I think Yelu Yanxi will sacrifice his life to protect Wushu at all costs. He knows the strength of the Jurchen clan and will never let Wushu die like this."

"At any cost?" Hu Yanzhuo felt that he had grasped the key point.

Yun Yi reached out to cover his eyes. The sun was already very sunny at this time. He thought of the refrigerator and air conditioner... While thinking about these trivial matters in his mind, he lowered his head and looked at Hu Yanzhuo and said, "We have the final say whether to kill Wushu or not, but at present, killing Wushu is not a big profit. Instead, it is the price paid by Yelu Yanxi to preserve Wushu, which makes me very interested."

Hu Yanzhuo's eyes were burning: "Young Master thought what price would Yelu Yanxi pay?"

Yun Yi slowly raised the corner of his mouth, reached out and dipped a little water out of the teacup, and then drew a horizontal stroke on the stone table.

Hu Yanzhuo was stunned.
Chapter completed!