Looking at the familiar person, Li Mengyue said, "Why are you here?"
Xie Ruiyuan continued to walk in and said casually: "If you can come, why can't I come?"
"Whatever you want."
Yang Zhijin was a little bit unbelievable when she saw how familiar the two of them were. How could they possibly know each other when their status was so different?
No, suddenly he thought of Li Mengyue’s original identity and he could understand it.
As the daughter of the prime minister, Li Mengyue was quite famous in the capital.
If the palace holds a banquet, it can still be held a little earlier. In this way, it will be understandable that Li Mengyue has met Xie Ruiyuan.
Oh, that’s not right. Xie Ruiyuan usually stays at the border and only came back today. Yang Zhijin was confused again.
But one thing he was sure of was that he didn't want Li Mengyue to have too much contact with her good friends.
He didn't know when it started, but whenever Li Mengyue was around, he would inadvertently look at her.
He hasn't expressed his feelings to Li Mengyue yet, but he doesn't want Li Mengyue to see a man better than him, otherwise he will have nowhere to cry.
But what Yang Zhijin could never have imagined was that Li Mengyue and Xie Ruiyuan had already had physical contact, and Li Mengyue was pregnant. This doomed his love to be in vain, and it was impossible for him to win Li Mengyue's heart.
Li Mengyue didn't pay too much attention to Xie Ruiyuan, but looked at Yang Zhijin.
"County Magistrate Yang, I have something to discuss with you."
"What's up?"
Li Mengyue didn't say anything, but glanced at Xie Ruiyuan sideways. The meaning was very clear: Do you want to say it here?
Yang Zhijin wanted to go to the study to talk, but he knew that if his friend didn't leave, it meant he wanted to listen.
"Miss Li, Ruiyuan is not an outsider, you can speak freely."
Li Mengyue still didn't want to talk in the living room, so she motioned Yang Zhijin to go to the study.
"Why, is there something shameful that cannot be said here?"
As soon as Xie Ruiyuan finished speaking, Li Mengyue didn't think anything of it, but Yang Zhijin could sense something was wrong.
His good friend used to be a man of few words, but what happened now? Not only did he talk a lot, but his tone was also so harsh.
"Ruiyuan, why don't you go and do your work first."
"It's in progress."
Yang Zhijin didn't understand what these words meant, but he also knew that his good friend would not leave.
Even if he wanted to drive people away, he had to have the power to do so.
However, he and Li Mengyue had nothing to be ashamed of, so they also sat down in the living room.
Li Mengyue was worried about the refugees and didn't want to waste time on such trivial matters. She continued, "Magister Yang, when I arrived, there were hundreds of refugees outside the city gate."
"What?"
As soon as Yang Zhijin's butt touched the stool, he stood up and shouted loudly.
"Yang Run, Yang Run."
"grown ups."
"Why didn't you tell me about the refugees at the city gate right away?"
Yang Run felt aggrieved after being scolded by his own young master. Looking at the man sitting in the lower seat, did he dare to disturb him casually?
"Sir, I..."
Yang Zhijin knew Yang Run’s concerns and waved his hand.
"Oh, hurry up and go to the city gate to investigate."
"yes."
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