"All gang organizations participating in the meeting must have invitation letters, unless someone specially sends the invitation letter to us."
Qingge picked up the cup and took a sip.
Mu Yuan's craftsmanship became better and better. Although the tea he brewed was just ordinary tea, it was full of fragrance, sweet in the mouth, and left a fragrance on the lips and teeth.
"Qiqiao, come and have a try too." She greeted.
Qiqiao tilted her head and stared at her: "Princess, why do I think you mean someone will give us an invitation letter?"
However, they were new arrivals, unfamiliar with the place, and didn't know anyone.
Who will send them invitations?
"I don't know." Chu Qingge said lightly.
The rest of the people couldn't help but look at each other.
She said she didn't know, not that she didn't.
Could it be that someone will really send an invitation letter?
"What's wrong? Everyone looks at me like this."
Qingge felt a little ridiculous, put down the cup, and said with a smile: "I'm not a god, can I predict the future?"
They don't speak.
The Ninth Princess said that she is not a fairy, but why does she always feel like a fairy?
"Then how long do we have to wait here?" There is no prompt. Do we really have to wait until tonight?
What if, after dark, Mu Bai still refuses to say anything?
"Let's go and ask for more information. The pestle is of no use here." Qingge waved her hand.
Feng Si and Feng Zao had no choice but to say goodbye and immediately went out.
"Princess, I'm going to the inn's dining room to see what's delicious." Qiqiao was more interested in food.
"Princess……"
"Go buy me some medicinal materials and give them to Mu Yuan." Qingge handed the list he had written in advance to Lan Yu.
Lan Yu took it with both hands, nodded and said: "It's. www.yshuge. org"
Turned around and left.
Mu Yuan finished brewing the second pot of tea and stood up.
"What? As long as you and I are the only ones left in the room, you have to leave to avoid those things about men and women not being intimate with each other?"
In Chu Qingge's opinion, this etiquette is simply superfluous.
When can we relax and stop caring about these red tapes?
Sometimes even if I want to whisper to him, I can't.
Of course, there is nothing to say in private at the moment.
Mu Yuan didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and stood aside, far away from her.
It was as if he was afraid of being eaten by her.
"There's really nothing I can do against you."
Chu Qingge felt helpless and took out the medicine box: "But now I want to mess with your face. You are so far away from me. What should I do?"
"Princess, there is nothing inappropriate about my face. If you have any instructions, please explain them clearly. I can just do it myself."
Mu Yuan still didn't want to come over.
Men these days are not as open-minded as those in the 21st century.
Not to mention, Mu Yuan was from the Southern Jin Dynasty.
Looking at the entire Wuzhou Continent, the men of the Southern Jin Dynasty are the most conservative and care the most about so-called loyalty and chastity.
"But you can't make this medicine yourself."
Qingge put the medicine bottle on the table and knew what his face was like without even looking at him.
"It's obviously getting uglier, but you don't care about it? You still dare to use the medicine I gave you until now."
Mu Yuan really doesn't care. Anyway, his face has been ruined. Doesn't it matter whether it looks ugly or not?
She gave him the medicine, even if it was poison, if she told him to use it, he would definitely use it.
"Princess……"
"Come here, I'll give you a hard time. You can take off the mask after seven days. I'm sure there will be a surprise."
