Chapter 694: Red Mansion

Jun Zixi is not a saint, she is just more tolerant than ordinary people.

The smell of medicine spreads.

Zixi didn't speak again, lowered his head and concentrated on decocting the medicine.

Qin Shang was also silent, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

After decocting the medicine, Zixi poured the medicine into the bowl and said with a faint smile: "Tired of traveling, right?" Would you like to take a break? I will take the medicine to Miss Murong Jia, and then I will give her an injection, and I don't have time to accompany you for the time being. ”

"My son doesn't need you to accompany me." Qin Sheng stood up, straightened his robe, shook his fan and turned to leave, "I don't eat at Murong Mansion at noon, so you don't have to entertain me." ”

Zixi smiled, didn't speak, and walked towards Murong Xi's house with the medicine.

Of course, Qin Shang came to Beiling Luocheng not only to deliver news, since he came, there were other things that could also be done by the way.

For example, go and inspect the business under the influence of the Nine Pavilions.

Although the Pavilion Master does not eat the fireworks in the world, the people of the Nine Pavilions still have to eat, and the power is so great that it is not just good martial arts.

There is a killer pavilion, a shadow hall, and of course a variety of businesses.

The Murong family, the first court in Beiling, is on the bright side, and although the business of Jiuge is also done above board, not many people know which business power belongs to Jiuge.

Dongling, Beiling, Nanling, Xiling, and even the Feng Kingdom north of Beiling, the ambitious Great Xia, and other countries, such as the Donglan Empire west of Lingguo, which passes through the vast grasslands, and the snowy regions of the Tianshan Mountains to the south of Nanling......

Wherever there are people on this continent, there is the power of the Nine Pavilions.

The first gate of Beiling was good, and it was really nothing in Qin Shang's eyes.

Qin Shang walked out of the gate of Murong's house, turned his head to look, and wondered where to go to inspect first.

Red Mansion?

It is the most convenient place to find out the news, and there are all kinds of people from all walks of life, but ......

Qin Shang's brows were tangled for a moment, and then he shook the folding fan in his hand and fanned away the knot in his heart.

What's the big deal?

It's not that I haven't been there, so what's the twist at this time?

It's like a saint who doesn't occupy a place for fireworks.

Qin Shang quickly figured it out, felt that he was too hypocritical, turned around and walked towards the bustling street.

He was well-born, gentle and delicate, as beautiful as jade, and dressed in a fiery red dress, the material on his body was excellent, revealing his luxury, he was simply a walking sun, and countless eyes along the street gathered on him.

Don't look at Qin Sheng in front of the pavilion master, once he leaves the pavilion master's sight, he will be as calm as he is, and as free and easy as he wants.

The gaze of others was not lethal to him at all.

Let others look at him thousands of times, and he will be light and light.

It was not far from the Red Mansion, and the streets were full of people, but he didn't do a light job, and went all the way to the most prosperous and extravagant fireworks place in Los Angeles.

The Red House is not only open at night, but also has guests during the day.

However, during the day, we will receive the daytime business, and at night we will receive the night's customers.

Qin Shang swaggered into the Red Mansion, and immediately attracted a sideways glance in the lobby, as well as the amazing and enthusiastic eyes of the women, who rushed up one by one as if they had seen a cash cow......

"Ye~~"

The ring is fat and thin, the flowers and branches are spread, and the voice is also charming and enchanting.

As soon as Qin Shang opened the fan, he opened a stream of air, automatically blocking all the girls who tried to pounce, "Be subtle, be reserved." ”