The third uncle was very happy and led the way, saying: "Miss Luo, please come this way."
Ling Luo nodded, lowered his black hat, and walked outside.
When she left the private room, she happened to meet the buyer of the private room next door. Through the black veil, Ling Luo saw two familiar voices and shadows.
"Brother Huang, you are so kind. You actually took two bottles and gave them to Xiaoxian."
The speaker was none other than Princess Xian, who had been pestering Xuanyuan Yu to stay in her Yuling Pavilion these past few days.
Needless to say, the other person is naturally the dark-hearted and cold-hearted Crown Prince Chen Moxu.
Ling Luo was startled, her steps stagnated, and her body involuntarily moved behind Young Master Shu Jun.
She clearly remembered what a terrible person His Highness the Crown Prince was, who actually forced her to marry him just for the sake of power!
But Chen Moxu saw the young master Shu Jun and his third uncle at a glance. A faint smile appeared on his ice-like face and said: "Things went well."
Ling Luo was stunned, things were done well, what things were done well?
But at this time, something even more surprising occurred to her. Young Master Shu Jun and his third uncle knelt down to Chen Moxu, kowtowed and said, "See you, Master."
Ling Luo became more and more confused, Master? What Master?
Could it be that the real backer behind Zhiren Pavilion is the current Crown Prince?
After realizing this, a layer of white-haired sweat formed on Ling Luo's back. The only alchemist in the entire Xijiu Kingdom has been captured by Chen Moxu. Chen Moxuan will never surpass him in this life!
"See His Highness the Crown Prince." Ling Luo lowered her voice and knelt down to perform the same grand ceremony.
"Miss Luo, there is no need to be polite." Chen Moxu stepped forward personally and helped Ling Luo's body up with his hands. "It is really a blessing for me to be able to see Miss Luo in person."
Ling Luo had cold sweat on his forehead and said in a hoarse voice: "His Royal Highness, you are so embarrassing to the common people."
Chen Moxu's voice was still without any warmth as usual: "Why is Miss Luo wearing a black hat?"
Ling Luo was frightened and said: "The common girl is ugly, so she dare not disturb His Highness the Crown Prince."
Chen Moxu said coldly: "Since Miss Luo's respected master can refine such a magical skin-beautifying liquid, how could Miss Luo be ugly?"
Ling Luo argued: "The common girl has a diseased face and is a little ugly. There is no way to change it the day after tomorrow. Please forgive me, Your Highness."
For a moment, the atmosphere between the two people was inexplicably tense and strange.
Young Master Shu Jun raised his head and warned carefully: "Master, Miss Luo's master is still waiting for her to return."
"Oh, yes." Chen Moxuan responded lightly, released his right hand that was holding Ling Luo's slender wrist, turned sideways, and said, "Miss Luo, see you later."
Ling Luo stood up, bowed slightly, and said hoarsely: "Farewell."
Her heart was beating wildly, she was covered in cold sweat, and her palms were wet. When she went downstairs, her legs were weak. If she hadn't been holding on to the handrail of the stairs, she might have fallen.
Young Master Shu Jun was a shrewd man. He noticed something strange about Ling Luo and said, "Miss Luo must be frightened."
"Yeah." Ling Luo responded lightly and said hoarsely, "I didn't expect to meet His Highness the Crown Prince, who is the most talented person in cultivation in Xijiu Kingdom."
Young Master Shu Jun smiled slightly and said: "I don't mean to hide it, but I still hope that Miss Luo can keep it a secret for Zhiren Pavilion."