Nanyun and Xiaobei stood outside the door without squinting, and were not moved by outsiders.

However, as soon as Mo Qingye went out, he noticed the occasional exclamations from downstairs, as well as the angry crying of children.

The shopkeeper listened to the child's voice, his face tightened slightly, and his lips pursed stiffly.

Damn, it's that bastard again!!

The shopkeeper's eyelids twitched.

Mo Qingye rarely saw the gentle and polite shopkeeper change his face, tilted his head slightly, and followed.

The first floor is open to everyone, and the second floor is for the store's customers. The third floor can only be entered if you are at least level 3 or above.

There are a lot of rare treasures in the Ruyi Pavilion, and each time it is not the one with the highest price, but the jade pendant as the standard, followed by the price.

But most people will not give a lower price than others, but will give a higher price with this face.

It's just a psychological tactic.

Being able to enter the third floor has an identity, like the kind of thing when Mo Qingye came before, even if it is usual, it is rare to see it once a month.

The more ancient the family, the more attention is paid to the qualifications and character of future generations.

Of course, it was Mo Qingye who wanted to pick up the matter to see the resilience of this store, and deal with a pest by the way.

As for offending the Liang family and the Su family? From the moment Su Jinyan was engaged to her privately, he was destined to be at two extremes.

Even if she doesn't do anything, I'm afraid that some people hate her to the core.

She doesn't think that a woman can cross several cities in the winter, just to take a look at her sweetheart for her sister is a virtue, but I'm afraid that Sima Zhao's heart is known to passers-by.

It's just that I don't know how Liang Chuwen is calculating now, and Su Jinyan doesn't know how he will be slapped in the face.

I just entered the house yesterday. She panicked.

Mo Qingye shook his head and quickly followed the shopkeeper. With a gentle wave of his hand, the maid dispersed and hid in the crowd herself.

"Didn't I tell you that I wanted to leave that golden jade full of sugar for the master?!! Is being a master dead? Get it out for me! "The south corner of the third floor smells sweet.

There was a long table in the long aisle, and there were some sweet glutinous rice pastries left on the long table.

One was dressed in a brocade robe, with a piece of crystal clear white jade hanging from his waist, and a circle of purple fox fur around his neck. It actually complemented the scarf on Mo Qingye's body.

That little ball was about six or seven years old, and he looked like a porcelain doll like white jade. It's just that the arrogance on his face is becoming more and more obvious.

Behind him were two grandmothers holding their hair, their steps were steady without a trace of movement. There was an occasional hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Hey. Did you Ruyi Pavilion deliberately go against the master? Every time the master is punished. There is not a trace of pastry in your hall, and you don't leave it for the master. It's a shame that the master was punished last time he climbed out! The corners of the porcelain doll's mouth pursed slightly.

A taller and somewhat clever girl beside her also said, "Sixth brother, do you say that this Ruyi Pavilion is on purpose?" I know that you like sweets very much, sixth brother, but I don't leave you at all every day. We come here on weekdays. If you don't believe it, ask the third brother. The third brother is not? "The little girl in pink was about eight or nine years old. There was cunning in his eyes.

Turning his head and asking the black-clad boy beside him. Childe's brother is only eleven years old. However, the long open cheeks look quite calm.

"Maybe it's the sixth brother's bad luck." The third brother didn't say yes or no, but in a word, the white and fat jade porcelain doll jumped to his feet.

"Father, Father said I was the luckiest child in the world! How could the master be unlucky! They must be against the master! "That little ghost looks cute. But the temper is a little bit.

At this time, he had already jumped to kick the long table, and a large piece of the things on the table fell off with a bang.

The surrounding Miss Childe did not dare to stop it in a calm voice, but there was a deep taboo in her eyes.

"Sixth brother, your father is going to be angry again. Yesterday, I made you obedient and learned to be steady with my third brother. The girl covered her mouth and laughed.

Turning his head, he helped the child speak, "If there is you, take it out, and we will buy it for a lot of money." We can't let our six brothers run for nothing. The girl in pink also helped.

Mo Qingye frowned, although the girl's words were persuasive, but her tone kept stabbing the child. There was even some encouragement for the child.

Sure enough, the bastard boy turned red with anger and became angry. I didn't forget to turn around and thank my good sister and brother. Or my brothers and sisters treat themselves well, and they are willing to give whatever they want.

Yesterday, he was punished by his father to kneel in the ancestral hall for half an hour, and his knees still hurt at this time.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw that he was about to get angry, he was about to rush over, but he was stopped by two grandmothers beside him.

The shopkeeper glanced at them expressionlessly, but the two grandmothers were not timid, but had some disdain in their eyes.

Seeing that the little ghost was stabbed by the two of them, he overturned a large piece of glass counter. Seeing that Mo Qingye's heart twitched, it was really painful.

"Sixth brother, these people are really too deceitful. It is said that the shopkeeper is the best, but now it is not outstanding. The little girl in pink stomped her foot, looking a little angry. However, Mo Qingye easily saw the schadenfreude in her eyes.

The third brother couldn't see the difference, but pulled the child. "Forget the sixth brother, it's not that there is nothing in the family. When the time comes, Dad gets angry, and Grandma has to intercede for her younger brother again. "What a scene of brothers, friends and brothers.

It's just that it would have been better if he said it before he smashed things.

Mo Qingye couldn't help but stroke his forehead, one side of the water and soil to support the other. Sure enough, the children in this capital have a lot of flowers.

The shopkeeper's eyes deepened, he didn't want to squeeze into these disputes. These people always let that kid make mistakes in the Ruyi Pavilion, and sooner or later they will have to bore that person.

The Six Princes have always been loved by the saints, but they have always been controversial because of their arrogance and stubbornness. The two brothers and sisters around him have been spoiling him, and they are a little ugly, but they are afraid that they are killing him. There are some things, even if he sees them, he can't guess, he can only close his eyes and pretend to be blind.

"This son, the snacks in the museum are all rationed. If you like it, it's going to be earlier next time. "It's still the same as before, and the shopkeeper can recite it with his eyes open. The rules in the store can't be broken, not to mention the royal strife.

The white and tender cheeks of the six princes were flushed with anger, and when they were told by several brothers and sisters, they also felt that this Ruyi Pavilion was not in conflict with him.

Why are other royal sisters and royal brothers every time they come out, but they are gone when he comes.

Thinking that he was in trouble today, he would have to be scolded by his father when he went back. The white little faces of the six princes were about to wrinkle into bitter melons.

Of course, what he wouldn't know was that every time before he came out, his dear royal sister and brother would send someone to buy all the pastries on purpose, even if he came early. can only be smashed into a few big holes in the Ruyi Pavilion in anger. (To be continued......)

PS: The most terrifying thing is not the enemies on the surface, but the people who are willing to take the time to kill you.