Even his facial expression seemed to be frozen, which was actually a bit funny.
The swelling on the bodies of the middle-aged man next to him and Wuzhong has not gone away yet, and they are as funny as yesterday.
"The money has been given, where is the antidote?"
"Don't worry, the antidote can't escape. It's rare for everyone to get to know each other, don't you want to chat for a while?" Mu Lingbo said slowly.
"Talk about you..." The arrogant guy wanted to curse again, but Young Master Ji glared back coldly, "Please give Young Master the antidote."
Mu Lingbo said boringly, "You guys are so boring. Take it!"
A small pill was thrown into the middle-aged man's hand. The middle-aged man couldn't believe that she was so happy, "Is this the antidote?"
"Afraid of being poisoned? I wanted to poison you yesterday. Why do I have to wait until today? But the poison is slow to detoxify, so you probably still have to wait for a day or two. Goodbye, be careful in your behavior in the future and don't be so annoying.
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The middle-aged man held the antidote and said, "Are you going to give it to me now?"
Mu Lingbo paused and sneered, "What else?"
"Why don't you ask me something?" He sneered, "Our young master is the second son of the Ji family, the largest family in Haoli country. Don't you have any plans for our young master?"
"Your master's behavior really won't arouse my ambition. You'd better ask me this question again in your next life."
"You... are you just doing it for money?" The people in the house were unwilling to give up.
"It's not just because of the money, it's also because you are all annoying!" The voice slowly faded away, leaving only the stinky faces of the three people in the room.
Mu Lingbo went out in a good mood.
The antidote was indeed a genuine antidote, but it had been tampered with a bit to slow down the recovery, and a few more drugs were added to speed up excretion.
It must be very difficult for Mr. Ji and his two servants in the next twenty-four hours...
When I returned to the inn, I saw the heartthrob Mu Xiaobao wearing some kind of expensive silk and satin, and a row of jade pendants of excellent quality around his waist. He was beautifully dressed and was surrounded by a row of people praising him.
His hair has also changed from the cute pigtails to a condensed version of a young man's hairstyle. Now he looks like a rich and ostentatious playboy. Fortunately, his face has not been changed much and is still as fair and fair as tender tofu.
Man, I haven't been contaminated by the young master's makeup.
"Xiaobao." Mu Lingbo raised his eyebrows and looked at his new look with an indescribable look, "He's a nouveau riche!"
"Mother, look, what do you think of Xiaobao's new clothes?" Mu Xiaobao waved to his mother in the crowd.
"It's so beautiful. It gives you a sense of nobility when you first look at it."
"Isn't this noble? Even without looking at who this kid is, I know he will be a great person."
"The young master has a beautiful face, so he looks like a little fairy no matter how he dresses."
"Young Master, are these all given to you by Mrs. Xiahou? Oh my, it's really unimaginable that Mrs. Xiahou is so generous."
"Nonsense, Mrs. Xiahou's generosity naturally depends on the person, but this young master..."
He stopped mid-sentence, with a well-known sense of ambiguity.
Everyone knew what was going on, but they just didn't have the time to say it out loud.
Mu Lingbo wanted to hold his forehead, but he was really worried.
"Mother, mother, come and see a lot of valuable things." Mu Xiaobao waved his little arms, just like the little emperor who was supported by the crowd.
