The sick and weak prince is too black

Chapter 155 Pretend to be a pig and fight a tiger to expose the mask (3)
"Really, call back when it's useful, and send it away when it's useless, it's too much!" After following Ye Lanxin for five years, Xin'er has never seen anyone dare to treat her like this.

"He didn't treat me as a daughter, and neither did I treat him as a father." Ye Langxin's small face suddenly darkened: If it wasn't for Ye Chonghua's attitude, the previous Ye Langxin would not have died.This father is not fit to be a father at all.

Xin'er is well aware of Ye Lanxin's habit, once she shows this expression, she must be really angry.

"By the way, miss, did you hear what that boy said just now?" Xin'er quickly changed the subject, "Could it be Jiang Mu that Mr. Mu they were talking about? I heard Jiang Mu said that he was Where is the disciple of 'Poison Doctor Ghost Immortal'!"

A smile appeared on Ye Lan's gloomy little face, "Let's go and see who is playing tricks first!"

When Ye Lanxin and Xin'er arrived, Ye Chonghua was standing at the door with a concerned face.

And beside him stood a young man in white clothes, who at first glance looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

It's just that the white robe made him look a bit fairy-like.

It is rumored that the apprentice of the "Poison Doctor and Ghost Immortal" was originally a beautiful boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.Looking at it now, it seems somewhat real.

If Ye Lan hadn't known in his heart that the one next to Jun Wuxie was Jiang Mu, he might have thought that the person standing in front of him was really the legendary Young Master Mu!

"My lord, can the little girl's face be saved?"

Ye Chonghua looked at Young Master Mu with concern, with a worried look on his face.

At this time, Mrs. Efu also walked out with Ye Qingxin who was wrapped in a veil. Ye Qingxin looked at Young Master Mu with hope, her eyes wide open, for fear that he would say something about her face. .

I saw that Mr. Mu smiled lightly, and calmly took out a delicate small porcelain bottle from his arms, "The medicine inside this can remove all kinds of poisons."

After saying this, he took out a hollowed-out exquisite brocade box from his arms, "This beauty ointment is used after detoxification, and the scars can be removed immediately, and the skin can be maintained without scars."

Before Mr. Mu finished his words, Ye Qingxin was about to go up to grab it, "I want it all."

However, Mr. Mu flashed his figure and stretched out his empty right hand, "2000 taels of gold, the same price!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxin's hand froze in mid-air, only her chin didn't fall to the ground.

"2000 taels, return the gold? Are you going to grab it?" Ye Qingxin has never seen so much money in her life.

"Mr. Mu, you... are a lion!" Ye Chonghua was also very heartbroken. It's not like he couldn't get out the 2000 taels of gold.

But if it is really taken out, the Xiangfu's savings for many years will be gone!
Is it worth spending so much money to buy a daughter's face?

At this time, Ye Lanxin came out, and she looked coldly at the Mugong in front of her, "This Mugong has quite a taste, but, I don't know if your medicine is real or fake?"

Ye Lanxin's words reminded everyone that if this medicine is real, it's fine, but if it's fake...

When the Mu Gongzi heard Ye Lan's ethereal voice, it seemed as if another clear spring flowed through his heart.

"You'll know if it's the real Miss Beitang after you try it."

After saying this, Mr. Mu unscrewed the delicate little porcelain bottle.

Immediately, a pleasant fragrance came out.

The eager Ye Qingxin snatched the small porcelain bottle and carefully wiped it on the poison spots on her face.

A coolness spread from the face, and the burning tingling caused by the burn spot disappeared instantly.

After a while, the redness and swelling on the place where the ointment was applied had subsided significantly.

Madam Yifu and Ye Qingxin were even more surprised and delighted by this discovery, it turned out that this Mr. Mu really lived up to his reputation!

Ye Qingxin held the small porcelain bottle tightly, turned around and knelt down in front of Ye Chonghua with a "plop", "Father, you must heal my face!"

Mrs. Efu also knelt down, "Master, you are now a good seed for Qing'er. Even if you accompany me with all my dowry and wealth, I must find a way to heal Qing'er's face."

Ye Chonghua couldn't help being upset for a while, and glared at his wife and daughter angrily, "Okay, what are you talking about? How can a majestic prime minister's mansion allow a woman to pay the dowry?"

Mrs. Yifu was startled, but immediately overjoyed, she quickly pulled Ye Qingxin and kowtowed to Ye Chonghua, "Qing'er hasn't thanked your father yet."

Although Ye Chonghua responded with a calm face, his heart was already cut like a knife.

That's 2000 taels of gold!
Thinking that the existing gold in his warehouse would be reduced by half in an instant, Ye Chonghua only felt that someone was cutting his own flesh with a knife.

"Come on, take Mr. Mu to the cashier to withdraw money." Ye Chonghua greeted, he couldn't help but watch so much gold being moved out of his warehouse, it would be worse than killing him fear.

Ye Lan frowned slightly, and unexpectedly said, "Why don't I take Mr. Mu there?"

Ye Chonghua was taken aback for a moment, and found that Ye Langxin had actually mixed in at this time, and he felt a little relieved: Could it be that she changed her mind?
Thinking of this, Ye Chonghua didn't refuse, but just nodded in agreement.

Watching Ye Lanxin and Young Master Mu leave, another plan appeared in Ye Chonghua's mind: he spent so much money to heal Ye Qingxin's face, this business must not lose money.It seems that the plans made before must be carried out in advance.

The marriage proposed by Prince Dingcang must be settled as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Ye Chonghua left Mrs. Yifu, mother and daughter, who were full of joy, and quickly returned to the study to prepare for his own important affairs.

"Young Master Mu, please!"

Ye Lanxin led Mr. Mu towards the backyard.

The three of them walked for about a stick of incense, and walked to the garden in the backyard.The more people walked, the fewer and fewer people there were. Xin'er naturally knew that this was not a way to the accountant's office at all.

On the contrary, the shepherd boy seemed to be completely unaware of the danger approaching.

He actually took out an ancient white jade fan from his pocket, and followed Ye Lanxin, looking around, as if admiring the scenery in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ye Lanxin didn't stop until the three of them reached the Huxin Pavilion in the backyard.

The only intersection that can approach the Huxin Pavilion in the distance has been sealed by Xin'er, and now the Huxin Pavilion only has Ye Lanxin and the young man who claims to be Mu Gongzi.

"Interesting and interesting, I never expected that the accountant of the Prime Minister's Mansion was actually built in this Huxin Pavilion?"

That Mr. Mu smiled and shook the ancient fan, turned around and began to look up and down Ye Lanxin.

(End of this chapter)