Chapter 120

It was the first time that she saw a merchant give such a valuable thing so happily, and other people didn't want to!

The shopkeeper saw that mu Qingge hadn't said it yet. Seeing that the dagger was still in her hand, he immediately reached out and pushed her out, "go, go out, don't let me see you."

Hua Yiran

Mu Qingge

Bang! After they went out, the door was closed.

Hua Yiran looked at each other and said nothing

Hua Yiran: "this short sword..."

Mu Qingge looked down at the sword in his hand and saw its unique light. The more he saw it, the more he liked it. He said with a smile: "since I am predestined with it, I will take it. As for the several thousand taels of silver, I'll discuss it with the housekeeper after I go back. "

In fact, she was a little uneasy. Although she was Rong Jue's imperial concubine in name, people in Jue palace knew that she was just a concubine.

Although the housekeeper usually treats her very well, several thousand Liang is a large amount after all. He doesn't know how the Housekeeper will respond to her request.

Just talk about it.

After visiting the ironware shop, Hua Yiran takes mu Qingge to several strange shops. They have been shopping for a whole morning. Until they are tired, they stop to visit other places.

As they sat in the carriage, Hua Yiran asked, "it's almost noon. Shall we go back to the palace or find a restaurant in the imperial city?"

"What's a good restaurant?" Now that he's out, he doesn't have the reason to go back to the house to eat. Although the cook of King Jue's house is very good, mu Qingge still wants to have a try. "What's your good introduction?"

"I seldom come out either." Hua Yiran touched the tip of her nose and said, "my grandfather is always worried that I will use money to build some strange weapons, so he didn't give me any money and didn't go to any good place."

Mu Qingge sat on one side of the carriage with his legs on a small stool. He heard the words and said, "where do you think it's delicious?"

"I've been to zhenxilou with the sick seedling before." Hua Yiran glanced at mu Qingge's legs and said, "it's said that it's the biggest and most famous restaurant in the Imperial City, but I feel the dishes are ordinary."

After that, she said, "but when you eat outside, it tastes different. It's much fresher."

"Ha ha ~ ~" Mu Qingge laughs, "listen to what you have said. People who don't know think you are from that ravine!"

"You think I want to!" Hua Yiran's gums clenched, "my grandfather doesn't give me pocket money. He's sick and black hearted. He'll stop me from doing what I like. Because of him, I have no fun in my life!"

From the last time in Washington, mu Qingge learned that Hua Yiran's diseased child was a natural person who had decided to be a baby with her since childhood. It seemed that her name was Murong Shuyan.

She thought about it and said without any trace, "why do you call him sick? Is he not well

"Take two breaths when you take two steps. Take three steps and your face looks like a coffin. Where can you get better?"

Mu Qingge stares at the angry expression on her face and picks her eyebrows.

Every time Hua Yiran mentions the sick seedling, she has a big reaction. She really wants to know how a sick seedling like Hua Yiran can squeeze her to this point.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know." Hua Yiran shrugged, "I was very good when I was a child. Since I was 11 or 12 years old, I began to lose my health."

Mu Qingge nods and doesn't ask much. She and Hua Yiran are close. If you want to see Murong Shuyan, it should be easy.

"Well, let's not talk about him." Hua Yiran sat next to Mu Qingge intimately, "let's settle the food first. I heard your stomach scream twice just now."

Mu Qingge shakes her legs and pauses, glancing at Hua Yiran's stomach: "it's like your stomach hasn't been taught."

"Geer, your mouth is very powerful, too." Hua Yiran stares at mu Qingge's face, "is it the man who is close to the ink who is black?"

"Well?" Mu Qingge doesn't know why.

"Your black heart!" Hua Yiran said, "when it comes to mouth poison, who can match him when he goes around three roads and eighteen bends to harm others?"

Rong Jue's mouth is really powerful, but she rolled a white eye: "can you not always be your family?" These prefixes make her heart quiver every time.

Besides, although she and Rong Jue are husband and wife, they don't spend much time together in different rooms. She has been married to King Jue's residence for more than half a month, and seldom meets each other except for dinner.

What can you be influenced by?

"Song, I like you so much!" Hua Yiran laughed happily, "I didn't expect that the living king of hell was despised by women!"

Mu Qingge turns a white eye without good spirit, "well, don't you mean to have dinner, where to go?"

"What do you think?"

"You don't mean it's different to eat outside. Zhenxi restaurant is the first restaurant in the imperial city. I haven't been there yet. Let's have a try there."

"Yes Hua Yiran cheered for mu Qingge.

Zhenxi restaurant is the largest restaurant in the imperial city. The building of the restaurant is huge. Although there are many guests, at a glance, the vision is still very broad, and I feel quite grand.

"Let's go up to the second floor." Although Hua Yiran seldom came here, she also knew a little about the way. "The sick seedling has a special box here. Let's go to the sick seedling's box."

There are more people on the first floor and fewer guests on the second floor. The second floor should be cleaner.

To this, mu Qingge nodded: "good."

Hua Yiran seems to be in charge of by Mr. Hua. She hasn't been out to relax for a long time. This time, she completely forgets that the dishes here are very common to her. With a wave of pride, she orders a table of dishes at one stroke!

Mu Qingge looked at the table full of meat, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, "will you not overestimate our two stomachs?"

"Do good when you can't finish eating." Hua Yiran said with a piece of meat in her mouth: "although there are many rich people in the Imperial City, many people are starved to death in the dark."

"The so-called" dog meat stinks in Zhumen, and there are frozen bones on the road. "It's just normal

Hua Yiran stares at her.

Mu Qingge was eating. Seeing her staring at her, she chewed and asked, "Why are you looking at me like a monster?"

"I thought we were in the same boat, but I don't think we are." After that, Hua Yiran sighed.

Mu Qingge can't laugh or cry, "how do you say that?"

"You actually have a lot of ink in your stomach." Hua Yiran snorted: "you don't know how good my grandfather's impression of you is! After you go back, my grandfather has been exclaiming, "how unique and how good you are."