Your Majesty, you are under arrest

"Miss, you mean Young Master Mu." As soon as Mu Lifeng was mentioned, Quan'er's face flushed a little, "As far as I know, the Mu family is Liao City, and it can even be said to be the richest in the entire Liao country. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is as rich as a country. Many of the restaurants, banks, casinos, and even...even brothels in Liaocheng belong to the Mu family."

"It turns out that you are really so rich, no wonder you always wear golden clothes and use gold ingots as hidden weapons."

Wen Xining was muttering, but Quan'er continued: "Master Mu Lifeng is the only son of the Mu family, but unfortunately he is a playboy kid who does not do his job and hangs around the flowers all day. Master Mu is disappointed in him. Incomparable, but helpless.”

"Heh, it really is a prodigal son, but why does he have such a good relationship with a fool?" He always goes in and out of Shuo Palace so freely.

Quan'er scratched her head, and her face was full of doubts, "This servant doesn't understand either. Before today, this servant has never heard of this young master Mu having any relationship with the prince, and he is actually good at medicine and heals you, miss. , Quan'er was really startled at that time."

Wen Xining was silent, thinking about the two meetings, he was always elusive, and on the surface, he really didn't look like a person with medical skills, so that means, he still has an unknown side?

But why would such a mysterious him hang out with a fool? Could it be that...

A bold guess emerged in Wen Xining's mind, hehe, if this is true, then someone will die a miserable death by then.

He just took the medicine and started to feel sleepy. Wen Xining didn't want to make more guesses. Anyway, as long as he doesn't offend her, he doesn't care if they are true or not.

Seeing Quan'er still looking puzzled, Wen Xining thought for a while and said, "I was injured, and Mu Lifeng's medical skills, and his relationship with the prince, you don't want to say anything, do you understand?"

"Yeah." Quan'er nodded, "It's about the reputation of the young lady and the lord, of course the slaves know about it."

Um, where did she want to go?

Wen Xining sees that Quan'er misunderstood what she meant, but a misunderstanding is a misunderstanding, and she doesn't bother to explain anything.Feeling sleepy, he yawned, pulled up the quilt and lay down, "It's getting late, go and rest, and, close the door for me."

"Then... what about the prince?" Quan'er looked at the door, it was so late, where did the prince escape?

Wen Xining rolled his eyes at the worrying Quan'er, and said coldly, "He? If he dares to enter this door tonight, I will prevent him from seeing the sun tomorrow morning?"