"Miss, ahead is Prince Mu's Mansion." Wan'er was afraid that Ye Qingmian would feel depressed, so she told her some things in the market while walking.
"Prince Mu's Mansion, is it Prince Mu's palace?" Ye Qingmian asked
"Yes, it looks very elegant," Wan'er said with some surprise.
"Really? How can such a person have such high taste?" Ye Qingmian was very dismissive.
"Miss, didn't you praise him before? Why now..." Wan'er lowered her head and quickly swallowed back her words.
"What happened before?" Ye Qingmian felt strange and asked Wan'er
"There was nothing like that before. Look, miss, there is a candied haws seller there." Wan'er hurriedly changed the subject.
Ye Qingmian smiled helplessly and did not pursue the article. She was not someone who liked to get to the bottom of things. Even if this host had some ambiguous affairs with Prince Mu's Mansion before, it has nothing to do with her now.
When Ye Qingmian was thinking about something boredly, the sedan suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong, Wan'er?" Ye Qingmian frowned slightly.
"It seems like someone was having an argument in front of me. It's so annoying," Wan'er said.
"Well, then I'll come down and go." Ye Qingmian thought for a while and said. She hadn't walked on the street before. It was very strange.
"This is not good." Wan'er was a little hesitant.
"It's nothing. Are you worried about anything if you follow me?" Ye Qingmian said to Wan'er with a smile.
"Okay then" Wan'er helped Ye Qingmian get out of the car.
The streets are still bustling with people on both sides. It seems that Nanfeng Country is indeed relatively prosperous and prosperous.
But there were two groups of people arguing about something in the middle. Ye Qingmian frowned slightly and let go.
Now she no longer has the passion she had when she traveled through time. She still sticks to her duties now. After all, some things cannot be changed by her own ability.
But today it seemed that something was destined to happen. An old man in shabby clothes grabbed Ye Qingmian by the corner of his clothes and said in a trembling voice: "Girl, please give me some help."
Wan'er's expression changed, and just as she was about to refuse, she heard Ye Qingmian say, "Old man, what's going on?"
"When I buy fabrics here, I have already paid for it, but the stall owner says that I haven't paid. I am an old man and it is not easy for me to make some money." The old man burst into tears.