The restaurant owner stood at the door with a smile on his face and said, "Sir, there is a new gambling game outside. Let me ask you if you are interested."
It's so funny that Mo Lingxuan and the woman just now actually made a bet with Mr. Su Yiran.
Who is Mr. Su Yiran? He is the most promising poison master in the poison master family. Even the temple values him very highly. They are competing with Mr. Su Yiran to make sure they are not humiliating themselves.
"No need." Feng Jinghong replied simply.
He tightened his arms slightly and looked down at the person in his arms, his smiling eyes full of doting.
yeah
The restaurant owner outside was stunned. Why don't you want such a good money-making opportunity?
wack
Shaking his head, the restaurant owner turned and left, and subtle footsteps sounded outside.
"I have to leave too." After saying that, Luo Qingfeng struggled to get up, which wasted enough time.
There will be a competition in a few days, and she has to go back to prepare and refine some more elixirs, just in case.
Although the Su family doesn't have much, there is still a temple.
This time Feng Jinghong didn't hold her too much, he let go of his arms and helped her stand up.
After helping her straighten her wrinkled clothes and messy hair, he smiled and said, "Okay."
"I may have to retreat these days, where will you stay?" It's just a coincidence that he came here today, it's impossible for him to live here.
"Imperial Palace." He said helplessly.
Luo Qingfeng curled his lips, there should be a special embassy for the envoys.
However, he is the Ninth Prince of Donglin Kingdom and Young Master Jinghong. Moreover, the Emperor of Dongmu Kingdom knows that his daughter will not give up on him, so he will definitely arrange for him to stay in the palace.
"Then I'll leave first, Ninth Prince." Luo Qingfeng waved her hand and turned to leave.
Although I don’t know how much money he deposited, at least he can make a fortune and not become poor.
She quickly walked out of the restaurant and headed straight for Mo's house.
She was still far away from Mo's house when she saw Mo Lingxuan standing at the gate, walking around anxiously.
"What are you doing? Why don't you go in?" Luo Qingfeng walked over and asked in confusion.
Hearing the sudden words, Mo Lingxuan's eyes flashed and he immediately turned to look at Luo Qingfeng.
"Xiao Feng, you're back." He breathed a sigh of relief, but the tangled expression on his face still did not dissipate.
Luo Qingfeng looked at him and then at the closed door of Mo's house.
"Why, your father kicked you out?" Is that such an exaggeration?
Mo Lingxuan shook his head and said faintly, "It's not my father, it's my second uncle who said we decided the bet without authorization."
Luo Qingfeng smiled coldly and said, "What does this young lady want to do and what does it have to do with him?"
This bet belongs to her and Su Yiran, not to the Mo family and Su Yiran. Not to mention that she won't lose, even if she loses, it has nothing to do with the Mo family.
"I know, but he didn't listen." Mo Lingxuan shrugged helplessly.
Luo Qingfeng looked at Mo Lingxuan and said slowly, "Mo Lingxuan, do you not want to inherit the Mo family?"
If a responsibility hadn't been placed on him, he would have given up and left things alone.
Mo Lingxuan was startled and turned his head away.
Was seen through.
"But this is my responsibility." The Mo family is his responsibility.
His father is still here, and all the elders in the family are here, so he can still be as willful as he wants for a few more years.
But he always has to bear the responsibility of the entire Mo family, whether he wants it or not.
"Let's go in." Luo Qingfeng did not continue talking about the topic and walked towards the door of Mo's house.
"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng." Mo Lingxuan pulled her and said hesitantly, "There is one more thing."