Chapter 191 Such a Poor Nanque

Mu Qi couldn't stand others flattering her, so she pulled the silent Nan Que into Lingbao Pavilion.

In just a short while, most of the people had left. Upon asking, it turned out that the Demon-Transforming Pills and Wind-Torn Tubes were sold out, and most people came to buy those two items.

"What are you going to buy?" Mu Qi asked Nan Que.

Nan Que smiled at her without answering. He walked up to the shopkeeper, took out a box and handed it to her, "Shopkeeper Chen, this is the lark flower you asked for."

The shopkeeper had just pulled himself away from his busy work, looked up and saw Nanque, and immediately smiled, "It's Fellow Daoist Nanque."

Shopkeeper Chen took the box and opened it, smiling, "Great! Fellow Daoist Nanque is amazing. I entrusted many people with the task but they couldn't bring it back. So I found you! Oh, by the way, the white bone feather you mentioned last time happened to be sold by someone the day before yesterday, so I kept it for you."

As Shopkeeper Chen spoke, he took out a box and handed it to Nanque.

Nan Que took it and opened it, his noble eyes finally smiled, "Excuse me, Manager Chen, how many spirit crystals do you need?"

"This white bone feather is a rare commodity. It can offset one high-grade spirit crystal from the Bai Ling flower. I still need to charge you two high-grade spirit crystals. I have already given you a small portion."

"Thank you very much, Manager Chen." Nan Queshuang handed over two top-grade spirit crystals.

Mu Qi watched from the side, as if it was the first day he met Nan Que.

In the past, Nanque always gave her the impression of being naturally noble, and he should be someone who was waiting to be served.

She had never thought that she would see him doing business with someone by exchanging money for goods.

It's not that there's anything wrong with doing the deal, it's just not something a prince like him would do.

After the transaction, Nan Que took Mu Qi to continue strolling around Lingbao Pavilion.

Then he replied to Mu Qi, "My Qiqi likes to collect materials for refining equipment, so I wanted to save some for her."

He said, “That’s all I can do.”

There was clearly not much emotion in his voice, but she could hear a hint of loneliness in it.

Mu Qi looked at his elegant back as he walked, and felt melancholy for a moment.

Nanque has changed a lot.

Or maybe she had never understood it before.

Nan Que stood in front of the jewelry wall for a while, picked up a bracelet, looked at it, and put it down.

Mu Qi asked: "Do you want to give it to Mu Qi?"

Nan Que shook his head, "Not worthy of her."

As he spoke, he continued walking forward. Passing by boxes of perfumed ointments that exuded a delicate fragrance, Nanque paused for a moment and continued walking forward.

He turned around and asked, "Brother Beifeng, if you don't need to buy anything, let's go."

"Oh, let's go." Mu Qi followed him and took a few more glances at the ointment.

Only then did I remember that Nanque, who was always so exquisite, hadn't used any hair cream these days.

She took two quick steps to catch up and asked tentatively, "Brother Nanque, are you just buying some refining materials? You're not buying anything for yourself?"

Nan Que turned around and knocked her on the head, "If I need money, just tell me! Don't you know that sword cultivators are short of money?"

Mu Qi was silent for a moment, "But you just spent two high-quality spirit crystals to buy materials."

She remembered that when they had just distributed the rewards, they had been working on the task for two months, and each person had only received less than two high-quality spirit crystals. It was possible that he had spent some of his previous savings on buying materials this time.

Nan Que, who is so poor, still has to save money to buy materials for her. She felt a little sad in her heart.

She couldn't help but say, "I heard that people who make alchemy and equipment are very rich. Mu Qi must be rich too. Why don't you keep it for yourself?"

Nan Que sighed, looked at Mu Qi and shook his head, "Beifeng, you don't understand."

Mu Qi frowned, "I understand now that you've said it."

Nan Que smiled, "You are still young, you won't understand even if I tell you."

Mu Qi had no choice but to curl his lips and stop asking.

Passing by a tavern, Nanque spent 20 medium-grade spirit crystals to buy two jars of wine.

He held the red rope on the wine jar in one hand and put his other hand on Mu Qi's shoulder, looking relaxed and lazy.

"Beifeng, have you ever had a drink?" he asked.

Mu Qi paused and said, "I have drunk it."

"Hmm?" Nan Que glanced down at her in surprise, "Not bad, then have a couple of drinks with me, brother."

Mu Qi shook his head. "I only drink one glass. You can't drink too much. I can only drink one glass with you."

Nan Que smiled lazily and patted her shoulder, "Okay, good brother!"

He always felt that the shoulders were too thin, but she looked small, so he didn't think much about it.

Nan Que took Mu Qi to find an inn and booked a luxurious upper room.

After entering the room, he sat down at the table and poured two glasses of wine, placing one in front of Mu Qi. "Try it. If you can't drink it, don't drink it. I'm very happy that you have this kind of heart."

Mu Qi nodded, took a sip, and glanced at him, "Not bad."

Nan Que smiled, "Of course, the wines I choose are not bad, but the best one is still the Honglan wine from my hometown. It's a pity that the person who knows how to make wine is not here."

Mu Qi knew that he was talking about the brother named Ah Heng.

"Are you missing home?" Mu Qi asked.

Nan Que was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly shook his head with a smile, "You think I am like you who has not grown up. There is nothing good about my family. I don't want to miss it."

Mu Qi felt that what he asked was a bit silly and took a sip of wine awkwardly.

"Brother Nanque, are you in a bad mood?"

Nan Que paused with his hand holding the cup, then raised it again and drank it in one gulp, then he filled the cup again.

"You figured it out." He removed the smile from his lips, and his loose eyebrows and eyes had a somewhat decadent beauty.

"Why? Because you're poor?"

"Ahem..." Nan Que was choked by her words and coughed violently a few times, "Don't you understand, kid, don't speak hurtfully?"

Mu Qi curled his lips, "So that's it?"

Nan Que couldn't help but slap her on the head. Seeing her covering her head and looking at him resentfully, he felt a little better.

I don’t know why, but he looked at Beifeng with a sense of friendliness. Maybe it was because he was young and that made people feel at ease.

He drank glass after glass of wine without responding to Mu Qi's words.

Mu Qi just watched him drink, taking a sip of wine from time to time.

For a long time, Nanque, drunkenly, held his forehead with his hand.

"Beifeng, you know what? Muqi is very nice."

Mu Qi didn't respond.

"She's just too nice. I'm always worried that she doesn't like me." He was half drunk, his eyes slightly closed. "She's probably just being nice to me out of responsibility. Maybe she doesn't even like me at all."

He laughed at himself, "That's right, I used such despicable means to get her, it's normal that she doesn't like me."

"She was already very outstanding when she was in the lower world of immortal cultivation. After coming here, she shines even more. And I have become the insignificant one in everyone's eyes."

He rambled on, "Apart from this face, there doesn't seem to be anything worth liking about me. It's normal that she doesn't like me.

"You don't know how happy I was when she said she loved me that day. I was happy for a long time before I realized that she just didn't want to embarrass me."

Mu Qi looked at him quietly.

"Beifeng, I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of?" she asked.

"I'm afraid that when I'm not around for a few years, she will feel relieved. I'm afraid that my staying here will become a burden to her."

"She doesn't like me and doesn't need me. I'm just a troublesome emotional burden to her."