“Is this the legendary Ferghana horse?”

"It's not a Ferghana horse. Ferghana horses are maroon in color."

"Based on my many years of experience in selling horses, even if this horse is not a Ferghana horse, it is more valuable than a Ferghana horse. Its value is at least more than 100,000 taels of gold."

Mu Nanjin heard the discussion outside the window, stood up, walked to the window and looked down.

Under the sunlight, a pure black horse shone brightly.

It is tall, with a full and graceful body, a thin head and a high neck, long limbs, thin skin and fine hair, and a light and graceful pace. It is as noble as the king of horses, and the surrounding horses are eclipsed by it.

"What a beautiful horse." Gong Xiurong, who had seen all kinds of expensive things, couldn't help but admire it.

Mu Nanjin's eyes were not on the black horse, but on the person leading the horse.

The man was about 27 or 28 years old, wearing a black robe, with long black hair hanging down his back and a black headband on his forehead. He had cold and handsome features, a stern look, and a powerful and fierce aura. People around him didn't dare to get too close to him.

Gong Xiurong also noticed the person leading the horse. He felt that the person looked familiar and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

[Damn it, why did he come back at this time? No, I can't let him know that I'm at Xiao Qing Lou, otherwise I'll die without knowing how.]

"Master Xiurong, I suddenly have something urgent to do, so I won't stay any longer. I'll come to visit you when I have time. Oh, I'll come to see you."

Mu Nanjin walked out of his room quickly.

"Whore me..." Gong Xiurong thought about these two words and couldn't help laughing: "How dare you say that."

The officials downstairs were also panicked.

"Who's back? Why doesn't she make it clear?"

"It should be someone she knows."

"Never mind, it's better to leave first."

"We'll go through the back door."

Under the stunned gazes of the waiters, the Right Vice Minister of Rites and his men threw down their silver coins, hurriedly pulled up their robes and ran out the door.

[I have to rush back to the Tang family before Mu Qinyi comes back.]

The Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites and the others suddenly stopped what they were doing and asked, "Who is Mu Qinyi?"

A colleague said uncertainly: "It seems to be her uncle, a minor yamen runner of the Six Gates."

Everyone: “…”

If people knew that a group of high-ranking officials were afraid of a small yamen runner, they would be laughed at.

"Sir, let's continue having fun." The Right Vice Minister of Rites was so angry that he was half dead. He was unwilling to just hand over the money and leave, so he went back to drink and have fun.

…

After leaving Qingxiao Tower, Mu Nanjin sneaked back to the Tang family through another shortcut, where he met Tang Jingrui who had just returned from his shift.

Tang Jingrui frowned and looked her over: "Didn't you say you wouldn't come back for dinner?"

A trace of guilt flashed across Mu Nanjin's eyes: "I'll be back when I finish my work."

"It's done..." Tang Jingrui sneered, "You finished your work quite quickly."

Mu Nanjin nodded: "It's indeed done a little quickly."

[I originally wanted to spend the night outside to get my husband's grooming done, but Mu Qinyi came back and disrupted my plan.]

When Tang Jingrui heard what was in her heart, he almost couldn't breathe.

In the past, I thought Mu Nanjin was clingy and annoying, but I never knew that Mu Nanjin could be so irritating.

“Crack, crack—”

The sound of horse hooves came from afar.

Tang Jingrui and Mu Nanjin looked over and saw Mu Qinyi riding back while leading the horse.

When Mu Qinyi saw Mu Nanjin, his cold face broke into a big smile. He pulled the beautiful black horse he brought back to her like offering a treasure.

"Nannan, I brought you a black horse. You won't have to walk to and from work anymore."

Mu Nanjin raised his eyebrows: "Is this for me?"

"Of course it's for you." Mu Qinyi touched the dark horse: "Our Nan Nan deserves the best things."

"This horse is so beautiful." Tang Jingrui looked at the black horse with envy: "Master, where is my gift?"

Mu Qinyi glanced at him with disdain: "Have you become an eighth-rank warrior?"

Tang Jingrui was ashamed: "...No"

He was promoted to the seventh rank some time ago, how could he be promoted to the eighth rank so quickly? He is not a martial arts genius.

Mu Qinyi sneered: "You have the nerve to ask for gifts even though you haven't reached the eighth rank yet?"

Tang Jingrui: “…”

Mu Qinyi rubbed Mu Nanjin's bangs and said, "I'm hungry. Let's go in and eat while we talk."

When the housekeeper saw Mu Qinyi coming back, he shouted happily: "Old man, old lady, the son-in-law is back."

"Ayi..."

Then, Tang Liuzhao ran out of the hall like a gust of wind and rushed into Mu Qinyi's arms.

Where Mu Qinyi couldn't see, she raised her head slightly and looked at Mu Nanjin. Her eyes seemed to be telling Mu Nanjin not to take her things away.

[Why is Tang Liuzhao looking at me as if I were a love rival? I'm Mu Qinyi's nephew, not his woman. You're being too jealous.]

Tang Jingrui looked at his aunt. The look in her eyes was so frightening that it looked like she wanted to eat Mu Nanjin.

But he didn't think much about it. He just thought that his aunt was jealous of his uncle for being so good to his nephew because she didn't have her own children.

Seeing that his wife was not happy at all, Mu Qinyi gently pushed Tang Liuzhao away, took out a box from his bag and handed it to her: "This is a gift for you."

"Thank you, Ayi." Tang Liuzhao opened the box, and inside was a golden hairpin.

She took it out and put it on her head, smiling at Mu Nanjin in a show-off manner.

At this time, Emperor Wenzong of Tang came out and shouted, "Don't just stand outside and chat, everyone is waiting for you to have dinner inside."

"Ayi, let's go have dinner." Tang Liuzhao took Mu Qinyi's hand and walked into the hall.

Mr. Tang and Mrs. Tang had been waiting impatiently for a long time, but when they saw Mu Qinyi, they dared not vent their anger no matter how angry they were.

Strangely enough, Mu Qinyi was just a son-in-law, not a high-ranking official, but they were always frightened by his aura when they saw him. Jiang Zhenru, who originally wanted to take out the album and let Mu Nanjin choose a husband, quickly stuffed the album into the cabinet to prevent Mu Qinyi from seeing it.

Mu Qinyi said, "Let's eat."

Others did not dare to refute.

Such a person should be someone who can do great things, but he is just a small yamen runner.

After dinner, Mu Qinyi called Mu Nanjin and said, "Nannan, I have to go out again tomorrow. I don't know when I will be back, but I can promise you that when I come back next time, you won't have to stay in the Tang family and suffer any grievances anymore."

Mu Nanjinxue's original self nodded obediently.

Mu Qinyi hesitated for a moment and then said, "Tang Jingrui is not worthy of you. Your uncle will help you find a better husband in the future."

Mu Nanjin: “…”

Is it okay to dislike your apprentice so much? "You must carry the horse I gave you with you every day, understand?"

Mu Qinyi originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Tang Liuzhao standing at the door waiting for him, he lowered his voice and went back to his room.

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