Pan Shu supported her chin and said in a soft voice: "He Qing, I'm a little sleepy."
He Qing pinched the girl's fair and soft cheek affectionately, oblivious to the surroundings. "If you're tired, go back to your room and rest."
"oh."
She stood up without even looking at Fu Ce, "I'm leaving?"
"Go ahead."
He Qing looked at her with a smile, and then Pan Shu walked around the pavilion and left.
Fu Ce followed subconsciously.
He Qing snapped the jade fan shut and stood in front of Fu Ce. "I hope you will stop now. It would be wiser to let go of this annoying entanglement as soon as possible. This will only make me think more highly of you."
Fu Ce paused, his eyes burning with anger: "Just because I don't tell you something doesn't mean I don't know it."
He Qing's smile froze a little: "What do you mean?"
"You know it in your heart." Fu Ce retracted his gaze, "I just don't want her to feel despair and sadness again..."
He paused, stopped talking, and didn't continue.
Some words, if said, would be hurtful to Panshu, wouldn't they?
Fu Ce knew.
She could no longer bear any deception or harm.
He would rather she knew nothing.
She would rather she thinks He Qing is a good person.
He Qing suppressed his panic and put on a nonchalant smile: "I have done too many bad things, so it is inevitable that some of them will fall into the hands of Daojun. Daojun's move should remind me that I should be more secretive when doing bad things in the future..."
Fu Ce glanced at He Qing, who was smiling, calmly.
Turn around and leave.
Staring at the man's thin back, He Qing's smile faded slightly and his eyes flickered.
The Eye of Heaven... is really annoying.
But now is not the time to cause trouble for Fu Ce. There is no guarantee that Fu Ce will be destroyed and suffer as well.
He Qing didn't want to think too much about it.
Why was he afraid that Panshu would know everything?
Obviously she is just an insignificant medicine man.
It was no different from the medicinal herbs in his hand.
Why should he care about the emotions of a medicine man?
He Qing suddenly felt a little upset.
"Your Highness, the elder of the mermaid tribe comes to ask for medicine." A guard in black clothes and holding a sword appeared silently in front of He Qing. His voice was so strange that there was not a single fluctuation, like a puppet.
He Qing hummed softly and tried to be more alert.
By the time he lazily walked to the lobby, the mermaid elder had already drunk two pots of tea.
There seemed to be a look of anger between the old man's white eyebrows.
But he didn't dare to get angry at all.
He Qing does things based on his mood and has no manners at all.
He sat lazily on the red pear wood chair, one leg bent and crossed over the other, behaving in a frivolous and dissolute manner.
"You have to pay for tea in my house."
The elder of the merman tribe snorted coldly upon hearing this: "How much? How can this old man not even afford two cups of tea?"
He Qing smiled and held out five fingers.
"Five hundred spirit stones?"
He Qing shook his head.
The elder's eyes widened. "Could it be fifty thousand spirit stones?"
He Qing said slowly: "Five hundred thousand spirit stones."
"puff--"
The merman elder spat out the hot tea in his mouth before he could even swallow it. "Why don't you go and rob it?"
He Qing frowned in disdain: "I haven't even settled the bill with you for the carpet yet. This carpet is woven from the fur of a Kyushu griffin. It costs two million spirit stones."
He was in a very bad mood.
There was no time to argue with this mermaid elder. "Two and a half million spirit stones doesn't sound good, so let's add five hundred thousand, so it'll be three million spirit stones."
The elder had only heard of rounding off the amount, but had never heard of adding more money.
But who made him ask for help from the little prince of the demon tribe this time? The elder of the mermaid tribe gritted his teeth and threw the space ring filled with three million spirit stones to He Qing.
The smile on He Qing's lips became more genuine.
The attitude also softened slightly.
The elder murmured to himself, their clan leader was right, He Qing was indeed a miser who loved money like his life.
As long as the money is in place, everything will be fine.
"Tell me, what do you want?" He Qing tossed the space ring up and down, lying on his back lazily.
The elder of the merman tribe said: "I heard that there is a medicine man in your house that has not yet been refined..."
"Ding."
The ring was not caught for a moment and made a faint dull sound on the carpet.
He Qing only felt more upset.
His brows furrowed slightly.
"So?" He stood up. "What do you want?"
The elder was confused and thought to himself that He Qing's reaction was so strong, it seemed that the medicine man was indeed very valuable. But for the sake of Her Royal Highness the Princess... he had to bring the item back to the mermaid tribe even if it cost him a fortune...
The elder waved his hands quickly, "Your Highness, you have misunderstood. I... I don't want that drugged man, but I heard that he had a stunning appearance. Our princess suffered a facial injury a few days ago, and no medicine could heal it... She has been crying all day, so..."
"It's none of my business."
He Qing raised his eyes coldly.
"The doctor said that exchanging appearances for appearances can help our princess regain her beauty." The merman elder puffed out his chest. "Our princess is stunningly beautiful. Giving her to that medicine man would be a real bargain for her..."
He Qing smiled, "You gave a broken face to my medicine man, and it seems my medicine man got the better deal? What kind of logic is this?"
"Your Highness, just name your price." The elder was determined to get it.
The smile on He Qing's face grew colder: "One billion spirit stones."
"What??!"
"Not even one less."
Ten billion spirit stones are not enough for the small mermaid tribe, even the entire demon world may not be able to gather so many spirit stones.
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