"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, "You are very busy recently, so you should 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 busy, you shouldn't leave me alone to 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 said, "Since we are discussing a deal, you should tell me. I was born to do deals."

An Yan looked at his profile, then turned to look at Yan Qingqiu in the back seat, and found that he was lying down pretending to sleep. She picked up a tissue and threw it to him, saying, "You are 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 did what I said. This is the unity of knowledge and action."

"You are the only one who has a lot of reasons." An Yan didn't bother with him.

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

"Just drive in the direction of West City and take a shortcut." Yan Qingqiu reminded him, and then said, "The old man in the North Courtyard is very stubborn and likes to put on airs. He is very arrogant and never wants to suffer any loss. His words are harsh. I think we will suffer some losses."

"Don't you have a friendship with him?" An Yan felt that this was not a big deal.

Yan Qingqiu added: "Although this is the case, the old man has his own plans and may 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 they would definitely give her this face.

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

He didn't think much of it when he heard An Yan coming. He drank the last sip of tea slowly, then stood up and said, "Take them to Ziwei Flower Hall to wait for me. I'll come right 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 is like this, he likes to put on airs."

"It's okay. Today we are the ones asking him for help, so we have to 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 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 to 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 stretched out her hand and pushed open the window, looking outside as well, and said, "What is your taste?"

"Of course it is of extremely high taste." Yan Qingqiu said proudly, and then he 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 left with the servants.

Li Rongsen sat down at the table. He was indeed a little thirsty. Yan Qingqiu was even more impatient than him. He had already started 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 him some other day."

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, put it in front of An Yan, and said, "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 along. 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, can you help me review some documents one day?" Li Rongsen was joking.

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

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

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

"Who?" An Yan asked.

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

An Yan frowned slightly and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Grandma Zetian is my idol, and they 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 are the emperor anyway."

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 is a device that can make a small area as warm as 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. Can't you find something similar?"

"It's different. This thing can stay in spring forever, making the peach blossoms bloom forever." An Yan told him, and then seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, I think of the name of this artifact, it's 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 saw Li Rongsen's desolation and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look like you're dying."

"You're talking nonsense again." Li Rongsen sneered at him and explained, "I thought that such a thing should not be easy to get. Maybe people regard it as a treasure."

"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 came in. She was slender and charming. She said, "It is said that the Lord of West City has three heads and six arms. I couldn't help but come here to take a look out of curiosity."