"Miss, you are talking about Master Mu." When she mentioned Mu Lifeng, a blush appeared on Quan'er's face, "As far as I know, the Mu family is the richest in Liao City, and can even be said to be the richest in the entire Liao Kingdom.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is as rich as anyone in the country. Many of the restaurants, banks, casinos, and even...even brothels in Liao City belong to the Mu family."
"So he is so rich. No wonder he always dresses in glittering clothes and uses gold ingots as hidden weapons."
Wen Xining murmured, but heard Quan'er continue: "Young Master Mu Lifeng is the only son of the Mu family, but unfortunately he is a troublemaker who does not do his job properly and hangs around flowers all day long. Master Mu is disappointed in him
Incomparable, yet helpless.”
"Oh, he is indeed a prodigal, but why does he have such a good relationship with this fool?" And he always comes in and out of Prince Shuo's palace so freely.
Quan'er scratched his head, his face full of doubts, "This servant doesn't understand either. Before today, I had never heard that Master Mu had any dealings with the prince. Moreover, he actually knows medical skills and can heal Miss you."
, it really shocked Quan’er at that time.”
Wen Xining was silent, thinking that during the two meetings, he was always elusive, and on the surface, he did not look like a person with medical skills. So, does that mean that he still has a side that no one knows about?
But why would he, who is so mysterious, hang out with a fool? Could it be that...
A bold guess emerged in Wen Xining's mind. Hum, if this is really the case, then someone will definitely die miserably.
Wen Xining just took the medicine and started to feel sleepy. Wen Xining didn't want to make any more guesses. Anyway, as long as he didn't offend her, it didn't matter whether they were real or fake. When the time came, he would just leave and pretend as they pleased.
Seeing Quan'er still looking confused, Wen Xining thought for a moment and said, "Don't tell me about my injury, Mu Lifeng's medical skills, or his dealings with the prince. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Quan'er nodded, "It's about the reputation of the young lady and the prince, so naturally I know that."
Um, where was she thinking?
Wen Xining saw that Quan'er had misunderstood her meaning, but it was just a misunderstanding, and she didn't bother to explain anything. She felt sleepy, yawned, pulled up the quilt and lay down, "It's getting late, you go and have a rest.
Well, also, please close the door tightly."
"Then... what should the prince do?" Quan'er looked at the door. It was so late. Where did the prince escape?
Rolling a glance at Quan'er, who was worrying about nothing, Wen Xining said coldly: "He? If he dares to enter this door tonight, I will prevent him from seeing the sun tomorrow morning?"