Small place, small family?

Hearing Xiao Bai's unintentional words, Murong Qianyan kept a heartfelt look, "Xiao Bai, what do you mean by this?" This Nangong family can be regarded as a big family in the Shenghong Continent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Isn't it possible that you mean -- "Another bigger place, bigger world?"

Although he thought so in his heart, Murong Qianyan didn't ask. However, she looked at Xiaobai with puzzled eyes, obviously suspicious.

Xiao Bai also realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and his eyes wandered left and right, but he didn't dare to directly meet Murong Tianyan's eyes.

After a long time, it was Xiaobai who surrendered first, "Oh, master, there are some things that I can't say clearly now." When the time comes, I'll tell you all about it. ”

It's not trying to deceive its master, it's just that it's not time to explain. Even if it says it now, the owner doesn't necessarily understand.

Looking at Xiao Bai's scratching of his ears and cheeks, Murong Qianyan couldn't help but burst out laughing, and after she patted Xiao Bai's head, she said with a smile, "Okay, since you don't want to say it, then don't say it." Aren't you hungry? Let's eat first! ”

With the permission of the master, Xiaobai jumped on the table at once and began to feast.

Murong Qianyan also sat down and started to have lunch with Xiaobai. However, compared with Xiaobai's turbulent clouds, she seems to be much more gentle.

After lunch, Murong Tianyan took Xiaobai out of the box. Fortunately, when they left, they didn't meet Nangong Ye and the others again.

Just when Murong Qianyan took Xiaobai downstairs, he saw a man in purple being surrounded by a group of people and walked into Yuelai Restaurant.

Although I don't know the identity of the man, the man is tall and elegant. The clothes were made of ice-purple fine silk, and the snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns and the mutton fat jade hairpin on his head complemented each other, skillfully highlighting the extraordinary figure of a gorgeous nobleman.

It can be seen that this man should be a noble son. However, the purple-clothed man's face was pale, with a hint of haggard on his face, which showed that there was something wrong with his body.

However, Murong Qianyan is not a nosy person, although she is a doctor, she is not a bad person with a flood of sympathy. Therefore, even if she knew that the man was unwell, it had nothing to do with her.

Just as the two of them staggered by, the man in purple suddenly covered his chest with an uncomfortable face, and then exhaled heavily, but the whole person looked like he couldn't breathe. The pale face became even paler, and the whole person looked like he was about to die at any moment.

"Childe." The first person to react was an old man who had been following the man in purple, he immediately held the man in purple, and said with a nervous face, "Someone!" Childe is sick. ”

The old man, that is, the butler of the man in purple, Steward Li, was full of anxiety at this time.

His son-in-law has been sick since he was born, and for many years, he has been able to take care of himself, and there is no way to recover at all. Childe's every illness is very dangerous, but there has never been a pharmacist who can cure Childe's illness.

Today, it's rare that the son is in a good mood and wants to come out to relax, but something like this happened. If something really happened to Childe today, then he would really be to blame.