The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 352 Achievement (2)
Boqing raised the corners of her lips, and said with a cold smile: "At the beginning, you disliked the bargaining chips I gave me for being too low, so I decided to add the head of the royal family of Nanming Kingdom as a bargaining chip. People, I’ve already sent them out.” This is shooting yourself in the foot with a stone, and you deserve it!

Hearing Boqing's schadenfreude, Mu Zhaoming didn't have the slightest anger, and said calmly as always: "After you take their heads, can you let your people pretend to be them and continue to live for them without being noticed."

The red lips curved slightly, and said with a thin smile: "Of course, I will let the people from the secret pavilion find you tomorrow."

Frowning slightly, Mu Zhaoming looked at the fickleness, and said puzzledly: "You can agree to this matter, and you let them come to me for something." Looking suspiciously at the woman in front of her, who smiled like the wind, she seemed to be the same as the old woman. Something is different.

"Naturally I'll talk to you about the price." Boqing said as a matter of course.

Hearing this, Mu Zhaoming frowned, and when he saw it, he smiled softly and said: "Brothers settle accounts clearly, although we are husband and wife, ASEAN is not mine alone, I hope you can understand, separate public and private, don't mix together. Brother Zhaoming, you taught me this."

"The deal between me and the prince is a matter between me and the prince. You want ASEAN to find someone to pretend to be a member of the Nanming royal family. That is another matter. The two cannot be discussed together." If you want ASEAN to do things, take money , Let him talk to her about chips.

Mu Zhaoming didn't expect that his unintentional words at the beginning would cause troubles today, so he couldn't help laughing.

Money is not a problem, but this little girl put on a business-like appearance, which surprised him a little. She raised her lips and said with a smile: "You make a price, and I will pay no matter how much you want. The lady wants to open the door for business. Definitely present."

The corners of the fickle eyes twitched involuntarily, and he said mercilessly: "Do you think that I am a majestic lord, and I will personally handle these trivial matters? The people from the secret pavilion will come to you tomorrow, and it's your business whether to talk about it, anyway. ASEAN does not lack your little money." Let you say that public and private are clearly distinguished.

"No problem, I'll let someone go to the dark pavilion tomorrow." Mu Zhaoming said lightly, not minding his flimsy and indifferent attitude at all.

There was an undisguised tenderness and doting in his eyes, and his tone suddenly changed: "Niu Niu, I'm not used to living outside." She looked like a husband caring about his wife.

Mu Zhaoming's attitude changed suddenly, too fast, and Boqing almost couldn't adapt.

This man has so many tricks, after playing one after another, he said calmly: "Don't worry, my husband, I'm very used to living outside, and I won't consider going back home in the near future." I will think about it after playing outside enough.

"it is good."

There is only one word indifferent to answer fickleness.

Boqing couldn't help but glanced at it, he agreed so readily, it didn't seem like his style.

In the past, he would definitely find a way to force himself to go back, but now he actually felt like letting go completely, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you okay?"

There was a touch of tenderness in Mu Zhaoming's eyes, when he heard Boqing's words.

This sentence, whether it was intentional or not, must have its own place in her heart, otherwise she wouldn't be angry because he raised the bargaining chip.

Thinking of this... Mu Zhaoming smiled and said, "I'm fine, you're outside, if you're missing something, let them come back and get it."

"Really?"

"certainly?"

"Since that's the case, I'll go around and see what's going on in ASEAN after I've dealt with the Duke Protector's Mansion. You don't mind." He asked tentatively.

Mu Zhaoming saw the temptation in her eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his calm face: "I don't mind."

It was this smile that made Boqing a little confused, why he suddenly became so generous, this is not like the domineering, dark-bellied man in the past.

Seeming to see the ruthless thoughts, Mu Zhaoming said with a smile: "You are my wife, not my prisoner. Of course I don't mind if you go out for a walk, but remember to report to me regularly."

Hearing this, Boqing frowned in her heart, seeing Mu Zhaoming's calm expression, suddenly wanted to see how deep this man's bottom line was.

A faint smile appeared on his face and said: "If I meet a man who I think is more suitable for me, you don't mind breaking up with me." There was a smile in her clear eyes, and she stared at him quietly.

"I am confident that there is no man in the world who is more suitable for you than me."

"What if?"

"If there is a day when you approve of him, and I also approve of him after observation, I will give you complete freedom."

After hearing Mu Zhaoming's calm words, a black line appeared on his fickle forehead: "You mean, your love for me can be given up under certain circumstances."

This man's love turned out to be conditional.

"This is not giving up, but loving you."

There was a trace of doubt in his thin eyes, and Mu Zhaoming smiled and said: "Love is not about possessing, but about making you happy. If there is another person who can make you happier than me, I will let you go, but I will not love you." Change, here..."

Mu Zhaoming pointed to his chest: "Only you, I only love you."

Quietly looking at Mu Zhaoming, there was a little surprise in Boqing's heart, and she looked at the man in front of her in surprise.

When he said these words, his face was neither red nor breathless, and he looked calm, as if saying this was not a confession, but a matter of course, and it must be done.

"The prince's painting should be finished, let's go and have a look." Just when the love was a little messy, Mu Zhaoming suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand towards her.

Boqing hesitated for a moment, and put his hand into his big hand. When the familiar temperature came, there was not much rejection in his heart, and even the previous anger was gone.

Thinking a little annoyed, he said coldly: "This doesn't mean I've compromised." After finishing speaking, he wished to give himself a horse's hand, adding to the suspicion.

Mu Zhaoming shook his hand, and said with a faint smile, "I know, you have not compromised." With that smile, it seemed that he knew everything long ago, and he was in a frenzied, crazy mess.

The painting place is far away from the study room. When Mu Zhaoming and Bo Qing walked out the door, they happened to see Aunt Lian, Luoxia and the others. Naturally, it was a polite manner.

After Aunt Lian and the others left, Boqing was about to open the door and walk in, when Mu Zhaoming held her hand, when she was pulled suddenly, and her whole body hit her strong chest.

Feeling the pain of the bumped nose, Mu Zhaoming turned his head puzzled, and said with a half-smile: "Let's wait, don't spoil the prince's good deeds, they are rarely alone."

Hearing this, the corners of the flinty eyes twitched a few times, his complexion suddenly changed, and he lost his voice and said: "The big thing is not good, go in quickly." Pulling Mu Zhaoming hard, he walked into the door.

(End of this chapter)