The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 92

For several days, Qing Moyan lived in the farm and did not even return to the city.

Xuanyu sent people to watch the second young master, because Qing Moyan did not return to the Marquis Mansion, so the second young master had no way of knowing Qing Moyan's whereabouts, even if he could guess that Qing Moyan had gone to the farm, but he dared not Hastily approached.

Because the farm was awarded to Qing Moyan by the emperor, and it used to belong to the royal family's property, so ordinary people dare not approach it at all.

Qing Moyan was in the farm every day, but Ru Xiaonan was overwhelmed.

Every day, she would listen to him explain the rules of the palace, and teach her to distinguish the attire of the nobles in the palace. He even gave her a manuscript and asked her to memorize it.

What the hell is this!
Ru Xiaonan really wanted to throw away the manuscript of that ghostly drawing talisman.

Why should I carry this kind of thing!
Qing Moyan sat there leisurely and read the book, without raising her head, she said: "The Emperor wants to see you at the Palace Banquet on the [-]th, so you can't call him Grandpa again in front of everyone."

Ru Xiaonan opened her mouth, wanting to defend herself, but suddenly she felt that she was really not convincing.

And she doesn't know anything about the rules in the palace.

The last time the emperor summoned them alone, if there was a joke at the palace banquet, she would lose Qing Moyan's face.

Angrily sitting back on the chair, Ru Xiaonan picked up the manuscript again.

But she didn't know many words on it.

Qing Moyan read it to her, and she re-wrote it in simplified characters.

Seeing what she wrote, Qing Moyan was extremely shocked.

"What is this you drew?"

"It's nothing... just some symbols." Ru Xiaonan shrank her neck guiltily, she didn't want to argue with him about how a beaver could know characters.

Qing Moyan's eyes sized her up, making her even more afraid to look at him.

Xuanyu stood nearby, lowering her head quietly.

In recent days, he has gradually figured out some things.

The ten-year-old girl in front of me turned out to be Ru Xiaonan.

This incident is really too weird, but when he saw that his master's attitude towards Ru Xiaonan was as usual, even if Ru Xiaonan, who occasionally teased her, would blow her hair angrily, nothing else happened, so Xuanyu felt relieved .

Anyway, as long as the son likes it, he naturally has nothing to say as a subordinate.

Besides, since Shizi has been with this girl, he has been restrained every time the attack of Gu poison is like that fragrant fox, and he is too happy to be happy.

"Aren't you afraid of being spotted by the emperor when you lie in front of the emperor?" Ru Xiaonan has always been curious about how Qing Moyan kept her face and heart beating when she told lies.

Qing Moyan gave her a disdainful look, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Ru Xiaonan was puzzled.

"Everything is on your face." Qing Moyan said with a faint smile.

Ru Xiaonan immediately looked like a shrunken eggplant.

In front of this guy, she really didn't even have any face left.

What kind of integrity, self-esteem, all left her.

What kind of life is this meow!

"It was a waste of my good intentions to worry about you..." she muttered.

In fact, Qing Moyan doesn't know her intentions. Regarding her life experience, even he himself finds it mysterious, let alone make others believe it.

The emperor didn't believe his words, but because the existence of Ru Xiaonan was no threat to the emperor.

The emperor helped Ru Xiaonan clarify her identity, so he would naturally accept his love and work for the emperor.

Thinking of the word "death", the corners of Qing Moyan's lips showed a trace of coldness.

No matter what, he had to find the medicine to detoxify Gu.

In the past, every time he went to look for an antidote, he always ran into trouble.

It was as if someone in the dark was deliberately making trouble for him, just to prevent him from getting the prescription for the antidote.

So this time, he wanted to collect the antidote secretly under the guise of looking for the Ru Xiaonan tribe, and he wanted to see who was behind it.

Ru Xiaonan patiently memorized the manuscript for two days and learned the rules, but on the third day, she was finally about to collapse.

"I'm going to die, Qing Moyan, kill me..." Anyway, she was already ashamed, and she simply rolled around on the bed.

Qing Moyan suppressed a laugh.

The pitiful look of the little thing made him feel a little funny.

"You've only been honest for a few days and you're feeling restless?"

"I can't do it anymore. If you want me to carry this kind of thing again, I will go to heaven." Ru Xiaonan tried her best to please a guy who deliberately put on a straight face.

Qing Moyan picked her up from the bed, "Don't talk nonsense."

Ru Xiaonan struggled desperately, but Qing Moyan's strength was so great that she couldn't break free at all. In the end, both hands were bound by him, unable to move in his arms.

"Tired of staying?"

Ru Xiaonan nodded like pounding garlic.

"If you can memorize the manuscript, I'll take you into the city to eat something good today."

Ru Xiaonan's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

With Qing Moyan's promise, the jerky and difficult manuscript seemed not so difficult, and Ru Xiaonan recited it all.

Qing Moyan also knew that it was very difficult for her to speak that set of Mandarin fluently, so she didn't deliberately make things difficult for her. After changing their clothes, they took a carriage and entered the city.

"I want to eat this! That looks good too..."

"Qingmoyan! Come and see this..."

"Qingmoyan! Qingmoyan!"

Along the way, the little things were noisy, but Qing Moyan was as calm as usual.

Only Xuanyu and the others could notice the difference in Shizi, the hostility was gone.

The street is very lively, hawkers are yelling and selling on the street, there are many shops on both sides of the street, and people are coming and going.

Soon Ru Xiaonan was no longer satisfied with sitting in the carriage, she left the carriage with Qing Moyan wrapped around her, and the two walked slowly on the street.

Qing Moyan held her hand, Xuanyu followed them with a few dead men, helping them to block the crowd from time to time.

Ru Xiaonan felt novelty when she saw everything, she stood at this booth for a while, and then went to another booth to play with gadgets.

Qing Moyan patiently let her go, but gradually he found that he saw a lot of little things and liked them a lot, but he never offered to buy them.

"Don't you like those?" Qing Moyan asked.

"I like it." Ru Xiaonan sighed.

"You can buy it if you like it."

Ru Xiaonan stuck out her tongue, "I like too many things, but it's impossible to buy all of them. Besides, you can only look at these things and not eat them. Let me save you some money."

As she said that, she smiled and walked to the front booth again.

Qing Mo's face was expressionless, but her tensed brows were relaxed.

Little things actually want to save money for him?

Doesn't she know how much these things are worth, thinking that she will spend him poorly.

Ru Xiaonan had already run to the next booth, squatting there curiously looking at the ornaments on the ground.

Just when she picked up an inferior jade ornament, a peddler's voice came from above her head: "Little girl, I know where you come from..."

Ru Xiaonan widened her eyes in shock.

The peddler looked very ordinary, but his words were no less than a stormy sea to Ru Xiaonan.

Could it be... Does anyone really know her true identity?
(End of this chapter)