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Chapter 560 My husband seems to be sick, very sick

Seeing that the brocade robe outside had been thrown on the ground, Yu Qingcheng had no choice but to open the bed curtain and prepare to stay in bed.

But Rong Jiuge stretched out his hand to grab her, and then wrapped the brocade quilt around her body.

He gritted his teeth and growled, "Sit here and wait."

After finishing speaking, he got off the bed with a look of resentment, tidied up the messy coat on his body, went to the wardrobe cabinet beside him and found a clean brocade robe, put it on and opened the door.

The door had just opened, and the shopkeeper was about to speak when he saw the person coming with a gloomy expression and murderous eyes.

He stammered, "Master, son..."

Rong Jiuge reached out and grabbed his skirt, gritted his teeth and said grimly, "You'd better tell me something very important, otherwise I'll make someone roll you into a ball and roll you around Fengzhuang Restaurant ten times!"

In the palace before, he was disturbed by Su Desheng several times when he was with the goblin, but he never thought he would be so upset today.

The rare atmosphere and mood are disrupted!
Seeing that his clothes and hair were a little messy, the shopkeeper thought he was interrupting his lunch break.

He raised his hands and said with an apologetic expression, "My lord, calm down, calm down, I don't know you are on a lunch break, it's all my fault for disturbing you, my lord."

"Say, what's the matter!?"

"Yes, yes... the boy next door, he insisted that he was with you, and asked the younger one to come to you, and asked the younger one to bring a sentence, saying, 'If you don't help him, he has a way to prevent you from doing it. That thing'."

Rong Jiuge smiled when he heard the words, exuding a cold, charming and evil air all over his body.

How could he not understand Ye Zixuan's threat.

only……

He was threatened by this!
Such a penetrating smile made the shopkeeper's legs go limp in fright, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept overflowing.

"Master, son..."

Rong Jiuge let go of him, leaving two words, "Wait." Then he turned and entered the room.

After a while, he came out with a stack of bank notes and threw them on the shopkeeper.

"These silver taels are enough to cover your restaurant for two days, but... from now on, you are not allowed to give the man next door any more pails and hot water, and let him fend for himself, understand?"

The shopkeeper was a little out of breath under the majestic pressure, holding the bank note in his arms, and nodded vigorously, "The little one understands, the little one understands."

"Also, you are not allowed to run errands for him, no matter what he shouts, you are not allowed to do anything, and you are not allowed to prescribe medicine."

"Yes, yes, the young ones listen to the young master."

Rong Jiuge snorted coldly, walked in without looking at him, and closed the door forcefully with a bang.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the shopkeeper actually felt that the restaurant seemed to shake twice just now.

He couldn't help shaking his head, it must be an illusion.

Looking at the thick stack of bank notes in his arms, he had already forgotten about Ye Zixuan who was still waiting for his reply, and walked downstairs with a silly smile on his face.

After Rong Jiuge returned to the inner room gloomyly, he found that his little elf was fully dressed and leaning on the soft couch.

He had to persuade himself in his heart: they have been together day and night for the past two months, and they have plenty of time, so there is no rush.

After Haosheng comforted himself, his complexion improved a bit.

Yu Qingcheng looked at him around her chest, "Arranged?"

Rong Jiuge walked towards her with desire and dissatisfaction, leaned over and bit her cherry lips a few times, and looked at her with aggrieved eyes.

"Qingqing, my husband seems to be sick, very sick."

(End of this chapter)