The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

Chapter 132 Three Conditions
Murong Qian has an easy-going temperament. Although she likes good things, she is not unable to bear hardships. She will pay attention to them when she can, and she is not picky when conditions are limited.

And this is not her house, whether it is big or small, she really doesn't care, so it is not easy for Ah Xiang to go online with Gu Yunlan again, and followed Murong Qian into the room.

There used to be a bed and a cabinet in the room, the layout is simple and it doesn’t feel small, but after Ah Xiang’s modification, in addition to replacing the original black walnut-colored bed and cabinet with a white European-style minimalist style, a new dressing table was added and cabinets.

This allows the room to be clustered at once, and after careful planning, it is no longer easy to add a small bed.

Ah Xiang never saw that Murong Qian had suffered so much, she couldn't help but feel sad, and started talking again, one said that the room was small, and the other said that the dark gray wallpaper was too dull and there was no rush to change it.

Murong Qian didn't take it seriously, and while changing clothes and preparing to go to Wutong Road to find Mrs. Lin, she said, "It's just that everyone has their own plans, do you really think that we are living together?"

Speaking of this, Ah Xiang was frustrated and sad, "Miss, he is the one threatening you, why didn't you tell the young master directly!"

Murong Qian has already changed into the inner clothes, an off-white tight-fitting woolen sweater with an azure umbrella skirt, and she is standing in front of the mirror, wearing a moon-white silk scarf.

She felt that Ah Xiang was just too busy, so she called her to tie a silk scarf for herself, and said, "I'm not a child, how can I rely on my elder brother for everything."

"Young master is not someone else..." Ah Xiang stopped her hands and wanted to say something more, but seeing that Murong Qian's face had changed, she stopped and continued to arrange the silk scarf.

"I've been living outside alone for three years!" Murong Qian put his hand on the back of Ah Xiang's hand, and said with a smile, "How can I really let him bully me, now I'm just pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, so sister Xiang, you can't drag me Hind legs, let me give up all my previous efforts!"

In the past, I always hoped that the young lady would have a little temper and not let others bully her, but now that she really has it, she felt a little sad... Ah Xiang fastened the silk scarf, and as if thinking of something, excitedly pulled Murong Qian under a painting.

There was also a secondary painting hanging here before, which seemed to be a secondary ink painting. There were houses, roads, and bridges. Murong Qian didn't pay special attention to it, and didn't remember it very clearly.

Ah Xiang had already taken off the newly replaced oil painting of sunflowers, revealing the safe embedded in the wall, and said, "Miss, is there any ulterior secret in this safe? Do you want me to find someone to open it?" gone."

The house is not big, and the combination locks have been installed upside down a lot... Murong Qian was slightly surprised, raised her hand, and signaled Ah Xiang to step aside.

Before Ah Xiang could react, Murong Qian had already cracked the turntable combination lock, she was so surprised that she couldn't even finish her sentence, "Miss, you..."

"I heard that Sister Xiang has superb martial arts." Murong smiled slightly, and went to pull the door of the safe.

Ah Xiang was specially arranged by Murong Hai to be beside Murong Qian, because she didn't want to attract too much attention, so she didn't reveal that she knew martial arts in daily life.

Ah Xiang said angrily, "That boy Skinny Monkey..."

Murong smiled lightly, "I think it's pretty good to have expert protection around me."

Seeing the things in the safe, Murong Qian almost lost the pronunciation of the last few words.

Ah Xiang was happy to be praised, and after seeing Murong Qian's reaction, she looked into the safe.

"What are you doing!" Ah Xiang raised her hand to look through, and inside were two sets of shirts and suits of different sizes, a pen, and a brocade box.

Ah Xiang picked it up, picked up the only brocade box that seemed to be hiding a secret, and opened it, and there was only a piece of folded paper inside.

The paper was nothing special, the paper was even a little rough, but Murong Qian recognized it at a glance, it was the marriage letter she wrote in Mighty Mountain.

If Ah Xiang saw this, it would be hard to explain.

Murong Qian hurriedly took the brocade box, quickly closed it, and stuffed it into the safe, "Looking at it this way, he didn't hide anything."

With that, she closed the door of the safe.

Ah Xiang was a little confused, Murong Qian was already urging her to go out.

In the living room, Gu Yunlan seemed to be wandering, worrying about something, seeing that Murong Qian had changed her clothes and came out of the room clutching a pearl handbag and a big-brimmed hat.

Seeing this, he ran to the gate in a hurry.

The gate of this house consists of four wooden doors with mottled red paint, and the middle two are usually opened.

Gu Yunlan ran over to take one of them, then leaned against the door sideways, blocked the open door with long arms and legs, looked at Murong Qian with a stern face, and said, "I think we need to have a good talk."

Seeing that Gu Yunlan blocked Murong Qian from going out, Ah Xiang couldn't bear it any longer, she clenched her fist and rushed towards Gu Yunlan, "If you don't give me some flair, you really think we are a bully from Murong's family."

A Xiang used more brute force, Gu Yunlan's health finally got better, and he lived under the same roof with Murong Qian as he wished, so he didn't want to lose without gaining.

He saw Axiang rushing straight up, and only waited for the approaching side to dodge, and Axiang, who hadn't recovered in time, rushed straight out of the door.

Gu Yunlan quickly closed the open door and locked the door from the inside. No matter how madly Axiang was knocking on the door, she just wouldn't open it.

Murongqian's mood didn't fluctuate, she just called out "Axiang" and quietly looked at Gu Yunlan who didn't know what was going to happen.

Seeing Murong Qian so calmly, Gu Yunlan felt like a child making trouble for no reason in front of adults, and he was not convinced.

Then he raised his jaw and looked over, "Miss Murong always backtracks, I'm afraid it's not good!"

Murong smiled lightly, and raised his hand to signal him to continue talking.

Just... Really angry, how can she pretend to be like a normal person, just be angry... But when she gets angry, she loses.

Gu Yunlan tried his best to resist the desire to argue with Murong Qian, and pretended to be nonchalant, walked to the single sofa and sat down, lying on the back, and raised his two slender legs to place it on the coffee table.

Do your best and pretend to be free and easy.

Murong Qian was not polite to him, and then sat down on the sofa facing him, put down her handbag and big-brimmed hat, and made another gesture of invitation.

I can bear it... Gu Yunlan gritted his teeth, and made a "one" with the hands on the armrest, "Miss Murong said that she would not marry an unknown person, am I justified now, and I will take you to move into the Marshal's Mansion soon?"

Murong Qian responded lightly and nodded.

I can bear it... Gu Yunlan changed the gesture to "two", "Miss Murong said that in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, let me cooperate with you and pretend to be in love?"

Murong Qian still only nodded.

I'll bear it any longer... Gu Yunlan gritted his teeth, and forced out a big smile, "It seems that Miss Murong didn't do it herself."

As he spoke, he turned his head slightly and looked out the door.

Murong Qian blinked her eyes, and said in a discussing tone, "Then I'll call Ah Xiang in now, and say that the third young master Gu did what he did yesterday, because he has some kind of special hobby."

"You..." Gu Yunlan straightened his back, patted the handrail and was about to stand up, but finally gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, and endured it.

"Then there's nothing wrong with us." He lay back down again, and said "three", "You said you don't want to restrict your freedom, did I do it all?"

(End of this chapter)