This evil king is a little annoying

Chapter 670 Black Market
Mu Xinyue followed the convoy to the imperial city, and as soon as they entered the city, she got out of the car alone.

When she came back this time, what she wanted to do was not to escort the convoy.

Although Nangong Huang had been successfully persuaded to rebel, Mu Xinyue did not think it was reliable.

In any case, you must first try to cure your face, the face that was stabbed by the five elders of Kunshan.

Mu Xinyue grew up in the imperial city, and naturally knew the black market where money could make a ghost run.

The black market exists on a street in the northwest corner of the imperial city. There are all kinds of people in the black market. Everyone is a person who has changed his or her name. Even an old man drinking tea on the street or a butcher wielding a knife to cut meat can't Underestimate, because it is likely to be a famous hermit whose whereabouts have not been found!
With so many strange people and things in the black market, you must not worry about finding a doctor who can perform plastic surgery. As long as she can find it, her face will be saved!

Mu Xinyue made up her mind and hurriedly put on a black gauze hat and went to the black market.

Mu Xinyue carefully observed the surrounding shops.

On this street, there are most pawnshops and grocery stores, but there are very few medicine halls. She walked for a long time before she came across one. As soon as she entered the door, the sleepy shopkeeper was awakened immediately, unceremoniously. He shouted at her, "How did you come in, didn't you see Lao Tzu sleeping? Get out!"

Mu Xinyue was taken aback, and dissatisfaction immediately appeared on her face.

What's going on in this medicine hall, good business is delivered to the door, but it doesn't do it!
Mu Xinyue originally wanted to leave, but thinking that she had searched for so long before she found this pharmacy, she had to speak patiently, "I've disturbed the shopkeeper, is the doctor from the pharmacy here? I'm here to see a doctor... …”

"You're not sick, you can go!"

The shopkeeper said impatiently, and did not forget to mutter, "Even if you are not sick, you have to say that you are sick. You have too much money to spend, so don't insult my medical skills!"

"..."

The shopkeeper could see at a glance, did he have any physical pain?
Mu Xinyue's eyes became more surprised, and her tone became more respectful, "The shopkeeper's good eyesight is able to diagnose patients at a glance, but I am not suffering from physical pain, but..."

"It's not a physical disease? Then you can go!"

The shopkeeper waved his big hand, "I don't know anything other than medical treatment."

Can this shopkeeper let her speak completely?

Being interrupted repeatedly, Mu Xinyue was a little annoyed. Seeing that there was no one else around, she was heartbroken, and she simply took off her hat. Without the veil to cover, the scars on her face were immediately clear. Revealed in front of the shopkeeper——

The shopkeeper: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The laughter resounded through the medicine hall in an instant, and Mu Xinyue's face turned black with laughter.

Mu Xinyue's eyes froze, killing intent.

"Whoops, what did I see?"

The shopkeeper bent down with a smile, pointed at Mu Xinyue's face, and praised, "Interesting and interesting, people who leave scars on your face are very creative!"

Hearing this, Mu Xinyue's face turned even colder.

Her left cheek is intact, but the right cheek is terrible. A deep scar runs from the cheekbone across the bridge of the nose, almost deep into the bone, and under the scar, there is a clear, apparently stabbed. Words: Ugly!

This is not only disfigurement, but also a disfigurement full of insults!
"It's ugly."

The shopkeeper looked at the vigorous and powerful word "ugly".

(End of this chapter)