When Yue Chengcheng arrived at the tea room, Dingguo Gong was already greeting Shang Wangye.

Ding Guogong doesn't know what's going on, he doesn't have a frame at all, and he always bows his head to a slightly powerful person, as if he is a little lower than others.

It's really unnecessary, with the power of the Dingguo Mansion, even in front of the emperor, he has the capital to be proud.

"No wonder Grandpa doesn't like him." Moon Allure thought to herself.

Whoever dominates the world, seeing his flesh and blood in such a posture towards others, is probably very disdainful.

"Allure is here, come on, come quickly, I've seen your Uncle Shang." Dingguo Gong beckoned to the moon and the city.

The corners of Yue Chengcheng's mouth twitched, glanced at the tea room, and directly ignored Dingguo Gong, and said, "I heard that Ling Gongzi is also a **** together, what about people?" ”

Dingguo's face fell, but he didn't dare to say anything.

The master who deceives the good and fears the evil......

Shang Wang Ye pretended not to see this strange atmosphere, and said: "The child is not in good health and can't be infected with the cold air, so Dingguo Gong is sympathetic and specially arranges a room." ”

Yue Chengcheng raised his eyebrows, that was really weak enough.

Lord Shang glanced at it and said, "Miss Yue, I don't know ...... that ghost owl medicine immortal."

"My master is busy with something at this time, I'll show Ling Gongzi first." Moon Allure said lightly.

Where will the ghost owl see a doctor, if he wants to be treated, it is estimated that he is desperately feeding the medicine.

"That's it......" Shang Wangye was a little embarrassed on his face.

Dingguo Gong looked at the prince of Shang, and said to the moon and the city: "The prince is a distinguished guest, how can he be lazy, and if you don't hurry up, go and invite the ghost owl medicine fairy to come." ”

What kind of ghost owl medicine fairy, he has never seen it, it is rumored that the ghost owl medicine fairy and Yue Chengcheng joined forces to harm his father, of course he didn't believe that Yue Lingcheng would harm his father, but his father was not good, so the ghost owl medicine fairy was probably a quack.

Since you're a quack, you're embarrassed to take Joe?

It's better to push the boat down the river and send a favor to Lord Shang.

Dingguogong's abacus crackled, but unfortunately Yuelicheng did not cooperate.

She said coldly: "This is the rule of the master, if I can cure it, naturally I don't need my master's help, Lord Shang doesn't believe me?" ”

I'm begging for **** to come, what kind of shelf is there, and then grinding and chirping, she doesn't have time to accompany her.

If it weren't for Grandpa waking up, her mood would have improved slightly, and she might have turned around and left.

"It turned out to be the rules of the master's school, this king is abrupt, please don't be surprised." Shang Wang Ye got up and smiled.

Ding Guogong followed behind him and said with a smile: "The child is from the family, the prince is too foreign to say this, but the master always has some strange rules, and I hope the prince will not be strange." ”

Yue Chengcheng looked down on his style very much, and followed behind him silently.

Soon, we were in a courtyard in the front yard.

When Yuecheng looked over, he saw the young man in the wheelchair with his back to them, sniffing the vine Yueji climbing down the wall.

He was a little thin, and his hand stretched out to Yuejihua was extremely white, as if he had not seen the sun for many years, and he was a little unhealthy.

Especially the dark purple robe he was wearing, which was even more white and a little sickly.

Hearing the movement, Ye Machen turned around.

Originally, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw two strangers coming over, and he couldn't help but bow his head slightly, his face was slightly red, and he seemed to be a little shy and ashamed.

"Father."

Yue Chengcheng's heart shook slightly, it was the first time she had seen such a delicate-looking teenager, as weak as the fragile glass.

The vine moon season that blooms all over the wall has completely become the foil of the teenager.