Yan Qingqiu recognized her, after all, he lived in the North Courtyard for quite a while at that time.

This woman is the youngest daughter of the old man in Beiyuan, Beichen.

Beichen looked at the three people in the room one by one. She finally stared at Li Rongsen for a long time without saying anything. She then looked at An Yan and said to her, "The city lord is not only not a supernatural being, but also a cute little woman. It's really interesting."

An Yan didn't answer, she didn't understand what she meant.

Beichen looked at Li Rongsen again and asked, "Yan Qingqiu is a monkey, but you are not. Why does a grown man always follow a little girl around?"

"Who do you call a monkey scoundrel? Can you please respect me a little?" Yan Qingqiu was very unhappy that she described him like that.

"I'm talking about you. Why bother asking such unnecessary questions?" Beichen laughed.

An Yan felt that she was just a child, and she was so young, probably less than 20 years old.

Seeing Beichen asked Li Rongsen again: "I'm asking you a question, why would an old man follow a little girl around?"

"I'd love to." Li Rongsen responded coldly.

Beichen chuckled and said, "You guys take a rest. My father won't be coming today." After that, he left.

"What does she mean? Is she just watching a peep show like this?" Yan Qingqiu was very unconvinced. He really didn't like this Beichen. He didn't like him when he came here before, because this woman completely ignored her beauty. How could such a beautiful man look like a monkey? "

"Go and have a rest. There's no need to wait. We'll talk about it tomorrow." An Yan motioned for them to go and have a rest as well. She was indeed a little sleepy.

Li Rongsen said: "This woman is really strange, who is she?"

"She is the youngest daughter of the old man in the North Courtyard. She always looks arrogant. Everyone here gives in to her. I heard that the old man in the North Courtyard likes her the most and wants to pass this place to her. Therefore, she always makes her brothers and sisters jealous of her."

An Yan yawned.

Li Rongsen saw this and immediately pushed Yan Qingqiu out, saying, "Let's go, we're going to bed too. We can talk about it tomorrow."

Yan Qingqiu and Li Rongsen lived in the same room, but slept on separate couches.

Yan Qingqiu lay down on the couch and said, "You are really good at stirring up trouble. Wen Jiaer is your friend, but you insist on involving An Yan in doing things for you. This is not good."

"What do you mean?" Li Rongsen asked him.

"Don't pretend. If you hadn't asked An Yan to do this for your friend, she might not have been willing to do it. When has she ever been so concerned about someone who has nothing to do with her? Why would she bother?"

Yan Qingqiu's words pierced Li Rongsen's heart, and he didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

It seems that even Yan Qingqiu could see that An Yan really cared about him.

Yan Qingqiu was already beginning to doze off, and said, "His disease is difficult to cure. Just tell your friend to accept his fate. It's all obsession." Then he fell asleep.

Li Rongsen sighed and tossed and turned all night.

The next day, An Yan got up early in the morning. After washing up, she saw servants bringing breakfast to her.

Li Rongsen and Yan Qingqiu also came over.

One of the servants said, "Please have breakfast first."

"Wait a moment." An Yan called him, walked up to him and said, "Go tell the dean that I'm waiting for him to come over, otherwise I will go find him myself."

The man's face changed, he immediately bowed, and then hurriedly left the yard.

"Hey, you should have done this a long time ago, otherwise we would have lived together till the end of time." Yan Qingqiu had already sat at the table and started eating.

An Yan had no appetite, for she knew the old man from the North Courtyard would be here soon.

As expected, the old man came with a group of servants. After he entered the house, he laughed coldly and said, "I'm so sorry. I'm so busy with the affairs in the courtyard that I can't get away at all. If it weren't for the Lord of West City coming, I really wouldn't want to greet you."

"It's okay. Let's make things clear as soon as possible so that we can leave earlier. We don't want to delay the dean's busy schedule." An Yan said to him coldly.

The old man in the north yard sat down at the table and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I know there is a treasure in the temple called Yongchun. I would like to ask the master for a price." An Yan didn't beat around the bush and asked him straight to the point.

"This is a wonderful treasure."

"Although it's a good treasure, there are so many of them in the North Courtyard that they can fill up the warehouses." Yan Qingqiu interrupted.

“Even food can’t stop you from talking, Master Yan.” The old man in the north yard snorted at him.

Yan Qingqiu was already full, and he couldn't bear to see An Yan suffer, so naturally he had to say a few words to help.

The old man in the north courtyard looked at Li Rongsen, but asked An Yan: "Name a price, and I will consider whether to sell you one."

"Let the dean name the price." An Yan didn't know how to bargain, so it would be better to let him speak the truth himself.

The old man in the north courtyard chuckled and said, "The city lord is begging me."

Li Rongsen's face darkened.

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Listen to An Yan say: "Please name the price, Master."

"Okay, since that's the case, I won't beat around the bush. I don't want money, I just want the city slave of West City, the man next to you." The old man in the north yard pointed at Li Rongsen.

"He can't do that." An Yan immediately refused and said, "Let's talk about money."

"Don't be anxious, just listen to what I have to say." Beiyuan signaled An Yan to be patient.

Yan Qingqiu also became nervous and said, "Exchanging things for people is not a fair transaction."

The old man in the North Courtyard smiled and said, "I want him to stay in the North Courtyard for three months, calculate the accounts of the court for me, and then come up with a business plan. How about that?"

"No, three months is too long, and he can't get away." An Yan said to him seriously.

"That's nothing we can do. This is the minimum requirement. If you can't do it, then forget it." The old man in the North Courtyard looked unhappy and stood up to leave.

Li Rongsen quickly stopped him and said, "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that three months in a row is too long."

"Don't say anything. Just listen to the dean on this matter. That's it." An Yan signaled Li Rongsen not to interrupt. She didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk. Now she regretted bringing him here.

But for the first time, Li Rongsen was stubborn and refused to listen to An Yan's advice. He said, "I can help, but we need to come up with another solution."

Beiyuan turned around to look at Li Rongsen, then looked at Anyan's face and said, "You two can discuss it. I can give you three Yongchuns. It won't be considered as taking advantage of you." After saying that, he strode away.

After Yan Qingqiu saw the old man walk away, he said to Li Rongsen, "You shouldn't act on your own. Even though he said so, it doesn't mean that he can let you leave after three months."

"Is he a man who doesn't keep his word?"

"Anyone who stays here for three months is willing to stay, and you are no exception." Yan Qingqiu said to him seriously.

"How could such a weird thing happen?" Li Rongsen frowned.

An Yan sighed and said, "It's not necessary to have this thing. Let's think of another way."

"He deliberately treated you with arrogance and indifference, but you were willing to accept it. This has never been your character. It shows that you think this thing is very important. If so, of course I have to get it." Li Rongsen said to An Yan seriously, and then said, "Besides, it is for Wen Jiaer, so it is naturally my responsibility."

An Yan was stunned. He actually knew this.

Yan Qingqiu frowned. He was worried in his heart and hated himself for not listening to An Yan and telling Li Rongsen. Who would have known that the old man in the North Courtyard was so cunning.

"Is there any other way to get Yongchun?" Li Rongsen asked again.

Neither An Yan nor Yan Qingqiu answered. Of course not, otherwise who would be willing to come and ask this stinky old man for help.