Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Chapter 140 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (47)

Hearing his words, Mu Hanqing curled his lips and smiled, "My Acuo will only be mine, no one can take it away from me." As soon as he finished speaking, he walked towards his mansion.

At the same time, in the Left Prime Minister’s Mansion.

Xiao Chengyu was sitting aside sipping tea as if nothing had happened. He was lost in thought. "Yuzhu, has the insect master who made the poisonous insects hidden himself? This time, Murong Yuan agreed to come to our dynasty to sign the agreement. He probably came for this matter."

"Don't worry, Prime Minister. I have arranged for the insect master to be in a very safe place. No one will be able to find him without our guidance."

"That's good. By the way, is there any action from Mu Hanqing?"

"Not yet. The people sent to spy on him reported that Prince Rong'an was acting normally and there was nothing special about him."

"Keep watching. With his way of handling things, it's impossible for him to do nothing. This peace talk is very important, and there must not be any mistakes."

"Yes, Prime Minister."

The sun was shining brightly, and Tangcuo was lazily lying on a rattan chair beside the bluestone road, basking in the sun.

Two days later, this afternoon, Murong Yuan was going to take a carriage to Rong Dynasty, but he had not yet figured out how to follow him quietly.

Thinking of this, Tangcuo raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, "Xiao Ye, if I find a way to sneak into his convoy, will I be discovered?" Since he was going to another country, Li Beichao must bring some gifts to show his determination to negotiate.

Why not just hide in the treasure chest, wait until you reach the destination, and then quietly come out? Tangcuo, you are so smart...

[Host, most treasure chests are airtight. It takes about two days and one night to get from here to the capital of the Rong Dynasty. If nothing unexpected happens, you might suffocate to death...]

"Uh... this is a difficult question. My all-powerful Xiao Ye, do you have any props in your mall that can help me breathe more easily or prolong my breathing? I have points, don't I? Please change one for me."

[… The host only praises me like this every time he uses me…]

"Nonsense, I kept all my praise for you in my heart. Listen, my heart is beating, it says you are the best."

[……] If the heart stops beating, won't it mean death? The host is too perfunctory.

"Is there any?"

[Yes, there is a new breath-holding pill in the mall. After taking it, you will not die even if you don't breathe for a day and a night. It costs 50 points per pill. Would you like to redeem it, host?]

Fifty points?

Why don't you go and grab it? Ono!

"No, how many points do I have in total?" Tang Cuo couldn't help but frowned.

[Host still has one hundred and ten points]

"That's fine. Give me one and a half then."

[Host…I don’t sell this breath-holding pill in pieces.] Xiao Ye’s voice was tinged with helplessness.

"Xiao Ye, let's put aside the question of whether to sell it or not. Let me ask you, am I your eldest host?"

What the hell is the eldest host?

[yes. ]

"Is your mall open only to me?"

[That’s right.]

"That's right, isn't it? In the end, I'm the only one who can buy it. You can sell me half this time, and I can buy the other half next time, right? You won't lose out."

[Uh…] What should I do? I think what he said makes sense.

"This is a rare opportunity. If I don't buy it from you, I won't be able to sell it." Tang Cuo said casually.

[Okay then, one and a half points, seventy-five points, host, do you want to complete the transaction?]

"Deal." Tang Cuo's lips curled up into a triumphant smile, then he spread out his palm, and a half-sized red pill appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Okay, now we are halfway to success. All we have to do now is find a box that is big enough." Tang Cuo stood up and walked towards the auditorium where the offerings were placed.

He carefully lay down beside the door, then raised his eyes and looked inside. Several guards were patrolling back and forth in the hall.

Tang Cuo straightened the wrinkles on his clothes and stepped in. When the others saw him, they knelt before him and said, "Your Highness, may you be well and safe."

"Stand up, stand up." Such a sudden gift scared Tang Cuo.

"I wonder if Your Highness has any instructions for coming here?"

Tangcuo glanced at the boxes in front of him as if nothing had happened: No, these are not big enough, they can't fit me...

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind. He cleared his throat and looked at the people. "Is this the gift to the Rong Dynasty?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"No." Tang Cuo shook his head pretendingly.

Seeing his action, several people were immediately frightened, "I wonder what Your Highness thinks is not appropriate?"

"These five boxes have a bad meaning. Good things always come in pairs. An odd number will make the Rong Dynasty think that we are not sincere in the negotiations, which could easily lead to bad things."

"Then... I wonder, Your Highness, what is your opinion?" The leading guard was a little puzzled when he heard his words.

"How about this, I will pick out a treasure from the national treasury later, and when you are ready to leave, you can just move it from the bedroom. If His Majesty asks, just say that I gave it to you." Tang Cuo curled his lips and smiled.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your advice to our dynasty." The leading guard bowed to Tang Cuo several times as if he had received great salvation.

"It's okay, just don't forget it." Seeing that the matter was settled, Tang Cuo made up an excuse and left first.

He walked up to the Zhaoluan Palace and looked at the golden letters on the door. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "He really is rich."

Tangcuo looked around at the jewels and gold displayed in the hall and felt inexplicably dazzled.

"Your Highness, what do you need to choose?" Outside the door, two men in black stood upright and asked.

"That one." Tangcuo pointed to the huge mahogany box in the corner, "Move it to the bedroom. I have a use for it."

"Yes." Hearing his words, the two people around him did not dare to delay and hurriedly moved the mahogany box in the corner.

"By the way...do I need to register or something?" It seemed a bit too arrogant to just move away like that.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has long ago ordered that anything in the palace, as long as you like it, can be used directly without reporting to anyone." The man lowered his head and explained respectfully.

"Okay, I got it. Let's do this." Tang Cuo smiled slightly, then followed the two of them and walked towards the bedroom.

In the Zichen Palace, Murong Yuan came straight here after the morning court session.

After entering the room, he found that Tang Cuo was not there, and his face unconsciously darkened.

"Where is His Highness?" Murong Yuan looked at the guard beside him.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, His Highness left half an incense stick ago..."

"Why is no one following me?" Murong Yuan clenched his fingers slightly.

"His Highness said that he was just going out for a stroll and told us to stay where we are and not to follow him." Upon hearing his question, beads of sweat broke out on the subordinates' foreheads.