The Jiulong Ink Jade Inkstone was given by the emperor, expressing the emperor's support for the Murong family, not for sale.

Murong Lin is very busy and is not at home at this time, but it doesn’t matter. Just have a housekeeper to receive him.

As the richest man in Luocheng, the richest man in Beiling, and the leader of the Beiling family, the Murong family's house is naturally full of majesty and deep, and the deep and powerful, which is full of nobleness that has been cultivated by a century-old family.

It is said that businessmen are full of stinking, but merchants have developed to a certain foundation and have been passed on for another hundred years. The stinking of stinking is just a word that others deliberately devalue in their jealousy.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of the mansion.

Zixi got out of the car, stood in front of the mansion, with three big words "Murong Mansion" flying on the plaque on it, and said lightly: "Qingdai, take our meeting gift."

"Yes, young master."

Qingdai got off the carriage, took a package from the carriage, and the Jiulong Moyu inkstone he had just bought from Mozhai in Murong Family.

The guard stopped in front of the door and looked at the young and handsome nobleman in front of him with an inquiring gaze: "Who are you looking for?"

Zixi shook a landscape painting jade fracture fan in his hand and chuckled when he heard this: "I heard that Miss Murong in the house suffers from leg disease, and happened to learn the prescription to treat leg disease, so I came here to show my ugly words."

When the two guards heard this, they subconsciously showed a look of contempt: "It turns out that they are cheating doctors in the world, you have gone to the wrong place."

"Have you gone to the wrong place?" Zixi closed the fan and patted the back of his hand in confusion, "Isn't this the main house of the Murong family?"

The guard nodded: "It's the Murong family's home."

Zixi raised his eyebrows: "Didn't Miss Murong's family suffer from leg disease?"

The guard frowned: "It's true that the lady is suffering from leg disease."

Zixi smiled slightly: "That's Miss Murong doesn't live here?"

The guard was a little impatient: "My lady lives here."

"That's strange." Zixi raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Miss Murong's family suffers from leg disease and does live here. Why do you two say that they are walking in the wrong place? Could it be that they don't believe in the medical skills they are doing?"

The guard looked at each other and then sneered: "I really don't believe in your medical skills."

Over the years, even the imperial physicians in the palace have been here countless times, and they are helpless. Just a boy who has not grown enough hair can cure their lady's leg disease?

What a joke.

It's just a dream of getting rich overnight.

When Zixi heard this, he smiled disconcertedly: "The two doctors who have seen too many people come here but leave helplessly, so they no longer trust anyone?"

"It's true." The guard nodded, "and maybe tell the young master that my master said that if there is any doctor who overestimates himself and calls himself a miracle doctor, but cannot cure the lady's legs, then break the other person's legs to teach you a lesson."

Zixi raised her eyebrows: "That's really cruel."

Upon hearing this, the guard said coldly: "I gave my lady hope and disappointed my lady countless times. Isn't this cruel?"

Zixi nodded, it seemed to make some sense.

She was full of hope and disappointed countless times. Although she had never really experienced this feeling, she knew it was not good.

Some people with weak willpower are not unexpected to be depressed and desperate.
Chapter completed!