If it hadn't happened today, the shopkeeper would not have brought anyone to this box.
"Master, this Nangong Ye is too hypocritical." After those people left the box, Xiao Bai couldn't help but speak, "The shopkeeper is also a heartless person, how could he be grateful to this Nangong Ye?"
"This Nangong Ye is indeed a good disguise." Murong put down the veil and shook his head with a smile, "It's just a few words to coax the shopkeeper into a circle. Such people are the well-deserved future of the Nangong family. Patriarch! It's really hypocritical."
"Hmph, it's just a small Nangong family, and it dares to show off its power here." Xiaobai said disdainfully, "What's so great about a small family in this small place."
Small place, small family
Hearing Xiao Bai's unintentional words, Murong Qingyan kept an eye on it, "Xiao Bai, what do you mean? This Nangong family is a big family in Shenghong Continent. Could it be that you mean—" Another bigger place, bigger world
Although he thought so in his heart, Murong Qingyan didn't ask. However, she looked at Xiao Bai with puzzled eyes, obviously suspicious.
Xiaobai also realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, his eyes wandered from side to side, but he didn't dare to meet Murong's charming eyes directly.
After a long time, it was Xiao Bai who surrendered first, "Oh, master, there are some things that I can't tell you right now. When the time comes, I will tell you everything."
It's not trying to deceive the master, it's just that it's not yet time to explain. Even if it says it now, the owner doesn't necessarily understand it.
Seeing Xiaobai scratching her ears and cheeks, Murong Qingyan couldn't help but burst into laughter. After patting Xiaobai's head, she said with a smile, "Okay, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. It's not that I'm hungry. Is it? Let's eat first!"
With the owner's permission, Xiaobai jumped onto the table and began to feast.
Murong Qingyan also sat down and started having lunch with Xiaobai. However, compared with Xiaobai's wind and clouds, she appears to be more gentle.
After lunch, Murong showed her face and took Xiaobai out of the box. Fortunately, when they left, they did not encounter Nangong Ye and others again.
Just when Murong Qingyan took Xiaobai downstairs, he saw a man in purple and walked into Yuelai Restaurant surrounded by a group of people.
Although the identity of the man is unknown, the man is tall and elegant. The clothes are made of fine icy purple silk, and the snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns and the suet jade hairpin on his head complement each other, subtly setting off the extraordinary figure of a gorgeous and noble son.
It can be seen that this man should be a noble son. However, the purple-clothed man's face was pale and his face was haggard, so it was obvious that something was wrong with his body.
However, Murong Qingyan is not a nosy person. Although she is a doctor, she is not a bad person with a lot of sympathy. Therefore, even if she knew that the man was unwell, it had nothing to do with her.
Just as the two passed by by mistake, the man in purple suddenly covered his chest with a look of discomfort, and then exhaled, but the whole person seemed to be breathless. The pale face turned even whiter, and the whole person looked like he was about to die at any time.
"Master." The first person to react was an old man who had been following the man in purple. He immediately supported the man in purple and said nervously, "Someone! Master is sick."
The old man, the housekeeper of the purple-clothed man, Housekeeper Li, was full of anxiety on his face at this time.
His son has been sick since he was born. For many years, he has only been able to take good care of him, and there is no way to recover. Every time the son's illness is very dangerous, but there is no pharmacist who can cure the son's disease.
Today, it is rare for the young master to be in a good mood. He wanted to come out to relax, but such a thing happened. If something really happened to the son today, then he would really be blamed for his death.