Chapter 243 The Long Wait

"Everything is fine." An Yichen replied with a smile, and then said, "If you want to come in the future, just come together. Why do you have to come separately?"

Li Rongsen went to see An Yan, he didn't say anything.

An Yan only said to An Yichen: "Study hard and I will come to see you another day." After that, she turned around and went downstairs.

Li Rongsen also followed her.

An Yan walked downstairs and asked him, "Aren't you very busy recently? It's more important to take care of your own things first."

"You're done." Li Rongsen said to her with a smile.

"How can I possibly finish all the work?" An Yan didn't believe what he said.

"Even if you are not done with your work, you shouldn't leave me alone and go to the North Courtyard." Li Rongsen suddenly looked at her very seriously.

"It's not a big deal. We're just going to negotiate a deal and buy something. Yan Qingqiu is really making a fuss out of nothing. If he didn't have some connection with the old man in the North Courtyard, I wouldn't have taken him with me." An Yan explained to him. After she finished speaking, she felt that she was quite interesting. Why did she have to explain it to him so clearly?

Li Rongsen had already passed An Yan and sat in the driver's seat, saying to her, "Get in the car."

An Yan knew that she couldn't persuade him, so she had to get in the car.

Li Rongsen started the car and continued, "Since we're talking about a deal, you should tell me. I was born to be a dealmaker."

An Yan looked at his profile, then turned to look at Yan Qingqiu in the back seat. She found him lying down pretending to sleep. She picked up a tissue and threw it at him, saying, "You're such a two-faced person."

"I'm not." Yan Qingqiu immediately defended himself and said, "I've always said that I would tell Li Rongsen. I mean what I said. This is the unity of knowledge and action."

"You are the only one who has so many reasons." An Yan didn't bother with him.

"Can you give me some coordinates? I don't know how to get to the North Courtyard."

"Just drive towards West City and take a shortcut," Yan Qingqiu reminded him, adding, "That old man in the North Courtyard is very stubborn and arrogant. He refuses to suffer any loss and his words are harsh. I think we're going to suffer some loss."

"You have a history with him, haven't you?" An Yan thought it was no big deal.

Yan Qingqiu added, "Although that's the case, the old man has his own plans and might make some excessive demands."

"Then just agree to it. How can it be too much?" An Yan answered nonchalantly. After all, she was the mayor of West City, so she would definitely give her this face.

As it turned out, the old man in the North Courtyard was really arrogant.

He didn't think anything of An Yan's arrival. He slowly drank the last sip of tea before standing up and saying, "Take them to the Ziwei Flower Hall to wait for me. I'll be right back after I pack up."

The servants reported what had happened and then left.

Yan Qingqiu looked at Ziwei outside the window and said, "I told you, he's just like that, he likes to put on airs."

"It's okay. Today we are the ones asking him for help, so we should be more polite. It's not a disadvantage at all." An Yan motioned for him to sit down and stop swaying around.

Li Rongsen also walked closer to Yan Qingqiu. Looking out from his end, he could see a lotus pond with a pavilion on it, all decorated with crape myrtles, which was full of artistic conception.

Yan Qingqiu said, "Maybe we have to wait until night."

An Yan picked up the cup and played with it, saying, "It's okay, just wait. It's rare that I have something to ask of him."

"That's exactly what he was thinking. Why not take this opportunity to make you wait a little longer? But if we stay here for one night, I'm afraid we'll have to pay him a lot of money."

"It's not a big deal, just pay the money and I'll pay for it." Li Rongsen disagreed.

Yan Qingqiu walked out into the courtyard again, looked around, and said to An Yan, "This place is really quiet and elegant. The old man in the north courtyard has good taste. Even I can't compare to him."

An Yan reached out and pushed open the window, then looked outside and said, "What's your taste?"

"Of course it is of extremely high taste." Yan Qingqiu said proudly, and then saw a group of servants coming up with tea, snacks and fruits, and gradually filling up the eight-immortal table inside.

A man who looked like a housekeeper said, "You three can take a rest first. The master will come to receive you when he is done with his work. Please feel free to do as you please." After saying this, he led the servants out.

Li Rongsen sat down at the table; he was indeed a little thirsty. Yan Qingqiu, however, was even more impatient, already working with both hands. He said to An Yan, "Hey, come and eat with us. The snacks in the North Courtyard are the best. Let the old man in the West City learn from them someday."

An Yan also went to the table and said, "It seems that we have to wait until night."

Li Rongsen took off the lid of a bowl of tea and placed it in front of An Yan, saying, "Since we are here, let's make the best of it."

"I knew it would take a lot of time, but you had to come with me. A whole day is enough for you to deal with a lot of documents." An Yan still felt that she shouldn't have let Li Rongsen come over. It really wasted a lot of his time.

"In that case, could you help me review some documents one day?" Li Rongsen was joking.

But An Yan agreed seriously and said, "Okay."

Li Rongsen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, with an expression of being immersed in happiness.

Yan Qingqiu said: "Oh, you two remind me of two people."

"Who is it?" An Yan asked.

"What did you just say about helping me review the documents? Isn't it the story of Litchi and Grandma Wu Zetian?" Yan Qingqiu said seriously.

An Yan frowned slightly and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Grandma Zetian is my idol. Besides, we are husband and wife."

Yan Qingqiu smiled meaningfully and looked at Li Rongsen. Seeing that he did not refute and looked like he accepted it calmly, he said, "That's right. You will be the emperor after all."

Li Rongsen shuddered violently, and he instantly remembered the illusion. An Yan was an empress with three thousand beauties, and he was at best just a male queen with a title. How miserable.

He quickly changed the subject and asked her, "What exactly do you want? I'll negotiate the price with him later."

"There's a device that can make a small area feel like spring all year round. I can't quite remember its name." An Yan told him.

Li Rongsen asked, "There are so many treasures in West City, and the old man said that all the treasures have been recovered. Is it possible that there are still some that are comparable?"

"It's different. This thing can keep spring here forever, making the peach blossoms bloom forever." An Yan told him, and then seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, I think of a name for this artifact. It's called Yongchun."

When Li Rongsen heard the word peach blossoms, he understood. It must be for Wen Jiaer. He was the only one who planted a peach forest, but the peach blossoms could not bloom in the current season. He couldn't help feeling lost and a little jealous. He didn't understand why she cared about him so much. Has it gone beyond the scope of friendship? But he didn't even have the qualifications to ask a question. After all, he was just an ordinary friend of hers.

Yan Qingqiu took in Li Rongsen's dejection and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look like you're dying."

"You're talking nonsense again." Li Rongsen scoffed at him and explained, "I thought something like this wouldn't be easy to come by. Maybe people really treasure it."

"Of course. The old man in the North Courtyard regards everything in the North Courtyard as the most precious treasure in the world."

"I must get it no matter how much it costs." An Yan made up her mind before coming here.

Li Rongsen lowered his eyebrows, then said, "Okay."

The three of them waited until dinner was served, until the sun went down, and until the night stars were shining brightly, but there was still no sign of the old man in the north yard.

But when the lights were turned off, a woman walked in. She was slender and charming. She said, "They say the Lord of West City has three heads and six arms. I couldn't help but be curious and came to take a look."

(End of this chapter)