Madam Chan also had a strange face: “These four said they were entrusted to you, but they refused to tell you who entrusted them. ”

The four men were silent and immediately after putting down the crate, a respectful letter was sent to Muyan.

I don't think she knows anyone in Cheyenne.

Who would write to her?

Just thinking about it, Madam Chan, who opened the box over there, has shouted: "Oops, so many jewellery! ”

Muang looked up and saw that the box was filled with two boxes of gold and silver jewellery.

Though the quantity does not appear to have come from the King Jin, it is far exceeded in terms of quality and value.

Especially the dozens of colorful gems inside, whichever one you take out, it's worth a lot of money.

“Miss Jun, who exactly is this for you? You're not getting kissed again, are you? ”

Mu Yanfeng doubtlessly opened the letter, and when he saw what was inside, his face was filled with dark lines.

Madam Chan was right, at least half right.

Because the letter says...

[Muyan, my wife,

Boring on a casual day, two boxes of commodities for the King to enjoy.

Non-bridal gifts!

The last payment was a “" word for the dragon and phoenix dance.

The masochistic, ruthless, demeaning majesty of a man is revealed from the word.

Don't even think about it. Who sent these things?

Emperor!

So that's what he's talking about?

First the wall, then the money?

So direct, so crude, so vulgar!

And when did you promise to marry him? Shut up, my wife?

Moo-yan stared at the lines on the letter and saw the last three “nonbridal gifts". He couldn't help but smile.

The point is, be careful with your eyes.

These three words, are they in the meandering sourness of King Jin's bride price?

……

Mu Yan was thinking about how to deal with these artefacts for her to enjoy, but Chen Qingfeng, who was supposed to open a shop in the front yard, rushed to say that someone wanted to see her.

And the person who came to see her was still an unexpected person.

Mu Yan picked up a cup of tea and sipped gently before looking up at the woman sitting opposite him, smiling slightly: “Miss Rufu visited the shop, what a rare customer. ”

The woman sitting across the street is wearing a purple veil, her eyebrows are not laughing and she is the famous "ghost girl” like smoke in the ghost market of Cheyenne City.

“Miss Jun, please don't say that. You are now the hot master of Xuan Yao in Cheyenne City. If you come to our ghost market, you will be the guest of our ghost market. It would be a shame to visit today if smoke were more gracious to you. ”

As Smoke stood up, Ying Ying offered a gift to Mu Yan and looked incredibly sincere.

When she sat down again, she said, "In fact, I'm here today, on behalf of Haunted Market, to invite Miss Jun to yours? ”

“Oh, invite me?” Mu Yan said, “declaring in advance that my Xuan medicine is not intended to be shipped in the ghost market for the time being. ”

As Smoke shook his head hastily, “Miss Jun, you misunderstood. Who in Cheyenne today doesn't know, it has the effect of countering the sky. Only Junji Pharmacy has it. The rules laid down by Junjie Pharmacy are also the strictest, and no matter how many gold coins, no matter how powerful, can make Junjie Pharmacy compromise and change the rules. ”

“In that case, are you inviting me? ”

"Yes, Miss Jun, if you don't tell me, there will be an auction in Ghost Market in three days for rare Xuan medicines, I think you might be interested. ”