"You are already five years old. You don't have to tell me everything."
"……yes."
Until the man got up and left.
The little kid was a little dazed.
Is there something different about Father?
Something flashed through my mind.
Yes, my father without the mask is indeed... indeed more gentle!
As for Baili Feiyue, he arrived at Zuixianju after half an incense stick of time.
Although it was still early, most restaurants would start to get busy from noon. After all, no one would go to a restaurant and order a large table of food in the morning.
But because of the previous epidemic, Zuixianju was closed for a period of time.
This time, Changsun Wuji and Baili Feiyue are getting married.
Although it had nothing to do with Zuixianju on the surface, the owner and other staff of Zuixianju were happy in their hearts and still launched a series of discounts.
Moreover, the closure some time ago was not in vain, and many new dishes were developed.
So even though it's still early, the hall is already full.
Baili Feiyue and Yinghuan went straight upstairs. The shopkeeper always reserved a private room for her.
This private room has good sound insulation, but you can still clearly see what's happening below from inside.
It was that time when she was in Zuixianju that she first felt the room where her ninth brother was.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Ximo in red clothes leaning lazily against the window like a boneless snake.
Baili Feiyue smiled, "Oh, I thought you were too shameless to come out and see me."
Ximo raised his head and drank a few sips of wine without caring, "I didn't come to find you because I saw you were busy, okay?"
Baili Geiyue snorted twice, "Really?"
Ximo raised his head to drink again, and after shaking the wine pot, he realized that it was gone. He was about to throw it away, but the maid next to him said, "Sir, I will go and get you some."
"Oops, thank you for your help, young lady." Typical heartless person.
Ximo handed her the wine jug, and Yinghuan took the jug and went out.
Baili Feiyue looked at him with disdain and took out a portrait from his sleeve.
Ximo opened the portrait with interest, looked at it again and again.
"Is this your mother? She's much prettier than you."
Baili Feiyue was too lazy to pay attention to him. "It's normal that my mother is prettier than me. Since some people have nothing to do in the capital, please help me find my mother."
"Then you will handle it yourself, Saint of Southern Frontier?"
Baili Feiyue said meaningfully, "What else? Wait until you lose someone again?"
Ximo touched his nose awkwardly.
Although the Saintess of Southern Border was as strong as a monster, no matter what kind of opponent he faced, if he didn't do it, he would be a failure.
"Apart from the portrait, are there any other clues?"
"There should be a man named Mu next to her, the head of the Mu family in Shu. You can look for some clues from the Mu family's underground business."
No matter where they went, they couldn't have gone without food or drink after so long without any news.
The two of them couldn't carry much food or drink with them.
You'll need supplies along the way, right?
No matter how much money they brought, whether they sent someone or showed up themselves, as long as they bought something in a normal store, there would be no clues at all.
But the truth is, there really is nothing.
She had asked someone to investigate before, but there was no trace at all.
All I can say is that all traces were wiped out by Mu Qing's powerful uncle.
It was wiped so clean, she could only suspect that the supplies were from her underground business.
She said it simply, and Ximo was speechless.
"Outsiders don't know about the Mu family in Shu, but you don't know? What's so weird about this? If I want to find out their underground business, I might as well continue to deal with that monster saint in southern Xinjiang."
"But..." He stood up lazily, "Since you begged me, I will go for a walk."
"Hehe..." Two words from Baili Feiyue.
Ximo casually threw her a blood-red thing that looked like a blood gem strung with a red thread.
"A wedding gift."
He reached out again, "Take it."
"What do you want?"
"Banknotes. I'm poor. Please give me some pocket money."
"No."
"No?" Ximo sighed, "Didn't your good brother, who is a master of the art of filial piety, give you this golden nest of Zuixianju?"
Baili Feiyue glared at him. He had actually looked into this matter very clearly!
He took out a stack of banknotes and slapped them into his hand, "Go, go, go."
"I have prepared this for you a long time ago, but you are reluctant to give it to me even though I don't want it."
Baili Feiyue glared at him again.
Ximo waved the banknotes in a casual manner and said, "I am leaving now. Don't miss me too much."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared.
I miss you so much!
However, he took a look at the blood-red ruby in his hand.
Tsk, I’m quite willing to be kind to her.
When Yinghuan came up with the wine, she took a look inside the house and silently put the wine down.
Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows and looked at her, "Yinhua."
"princess."
Baili Feiyue pressed her forehead, "Why am I so uncomfortable? It's fine if others call me princess. But why are you so abiding by the rules? You should just call me Miss. Calling me princess makes me feel like the whole world belongs to Zhangsun Wuji..."
Yinghua smiled and said, "Yes, Miss."
Baili Feiyue's eyes fell on her face again, and he got straight to the point, "Yinhua, what do you think of Ximo?"
The smile on Huanhuan's face froze almost imperceptibly.
Almost without leaving any trace, he said in a normal way, "Although Master Ximo is a bit cynical, he is very kind to you, young lady."
"I didn't ask that. I asked what do you think of him as a woman looking at a man?"
"I don't understand Master Ximo..."
Baili Feiyue sighed inwardly, "Okay, I'll just ask casually."
She really didn't expect that Huanhuan and Ximo had only met twice, right?
How did she become interested in Ximo?
But it's hard to explain this kind of thing. She still doesn't know why she wants to stay in Dajing and marry Zhangsun Wuji!
But there was no need for her, an outsider, to intervene in this matter.
Normally, she wouldn't even ask.
The picture of Ximo and Yinghuan together is too evil, and Yinghuan is a smart person, so she asked this question.
But since Yinghuan didn't say anything, she pretended not to notice.
At this time, the shopkeeper personally brought in the new dishes developed by Zuixianju.
Baili Feiyue thought it smelled delicious. After the shopkeeper left, she couldn't wait to invite Yinghuan to sit down and eat together.
Taste each dish first.
Then, after he swallowed the last dish, his expression changed immediately.
I reached into my mouth to dig something out, but nothing came out!
Yinghua's expression also changed, "Miss, what's wrong?"
Just then the shopkeeper brought some soup.
Baili Feiyue looked at him, "What's added to this 'Drunken Life and Dream of Death'?"
The shopkeeper thought that she was a doctor and immediately realized that she had tasted it. "My Lord, I added a little special edible knockout drug. It has a similar effect to being drunk, but it tastes much better than adding wine marrow..."
At this point, the shopkeeper noticed that something was wrong with her expression, "Master, is this inappropriate?"
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