these things are very likely partly sourced from the black market.Nan Gong Ye stood before Qing Xuan, seeing her eyes roll about like marbles, seemingly guessing what she was thinking.A pampered smile...Although the conversation had already begun, Qingxuan still noticed something was amiss with Nangong Ye that day.

Nan Gong Ye's eyes held a hint of unease as he looked at her.

Although Qingxuan doesn't plan to leave for now, she still needs to find a shop. Even if she stays in the Prince's Manor, she has her own things to do and can't rely on Nangong Ye.

As she explained to Namgung Yeop, the shop would become a base, a foothold outside.

Just as Qingxuan was about to leave the secret passage and continue searching for shops outside, Nangong Ye hesitated.

"Yuan'er…"

He called out to her, but he saw no surprise on her face.

Qingxuan turned her head, her eyes fixed on him as if waiting, waiting for him to speak the words in his heart.

He suddenly understood.

How clever his whirligig is!

He let out a sigh: "Xuan'er, could you stay at home with me today"up blood.However, in reality, this palm strike only used one-tenth of Nangong Ye's skill. 。This palm strike seemed domineering, yet it did not injure Ling Ruo's internal organs. 。Ling Ru saw the serv...