For the seventh time, Murong Qing, who was so cute that people couldn't take their eyes off her and had more eyes than a sieve, put on men's clothes and a mustache, led the caravan on the Silk Road, and headed off for a big order from Xixia. She patted her chest and felt that this trip would be as smooth as before and she would make a lot of money. Little did she know that the God of Luck might have overslept and missed work today - she was in trouble! A strong Khitan man with blue eyes who looked very irritable took her away like a chicken without saying a word. One second he was the "Murong Master" who dominated the business world, and the next second he tragically became his exclusive female slave.
