Fu Lingjun pursed his lips and said nothing. Princess Minnuo turned into anger. He did not look at Fu Lingjun with a pair of eyes. He stared straight at Duanmu Yawang. There were shadows in his eyes: "Since you make this princess unhappy, then , This princess will make you feel bad too!"

After that, she sneered and turned away with a cold face.

Duanmu Yawang frowned.

The shopkeeper seemed to perceive her emotional changes, "Gongyu, don't worry, Minnuo can't pose a threat to you yet."

"It's not that she is a threat to me." Duanmu Yawang pinched her eyebrows and said: "I don't know why, I have a bad feeling."

"You are probably too tired to come back from the palace." The shopkeeper continued to appease: "Go back to rest and rest. If she really troubles you, then the responsibility lies with us, and we will definitely solve these troubles for you. "

"good."

Duanmuya didn't seem to worry about anything, but the bad premonition came suddenly.

Moreover, Princess Minnuo's strength has not yet reached the point where she is worried, and she also feels that this kind of worry is weird.

The shopkeeper soothed her, and she relaxed.

Thinking of something, he smiled and asked: "By the way, the tassel pavilion is open, can I just come over and eat?"

Before Floating Lingjun spoke, the shopkeeper laughed and said enthusiastically: "How can you say rubbing? Lord Gongyu is willing to come over. We don't know how much we welcome. If you come here three times a day, let the tassel pavilion be your home. NS."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang was really relieved, "To be honest, there are too few places to eat in Ziyun City with peace of mind. Three meals a day give me a headache. It is really convenient to go to the pavilion to eat."

However, she also knew that she couldn't keep eating and drinking for nothing.

Remuneration must be given.

Staring at Floating Lingjun is not like a person who lacks money. What kind of remuneration should he give? This is something to think about.

The shopkeeper nodded and said: "If the son is busy and there are other things, if necessary, we can also send us directly to the Tianfeng Inn."

Duanmu Ya looked surprised, "Why is this so embarrassing?"

It’s good if you have enough to eat, and it’s a bit too much to have someone deliver it to your door.

"What's so embarrassing about this?" The shopkeeper disagreed. The words just now were not polite, and he said with a serious face: "The son is not like a person who has nothing to do. He might really forget to eat when he gets busy."

After that, he pondered for a moment and said: "Well, if you didn't come to eat that meal, unless you have something to leave, otherwise we will send you to the inn directly?"

The so-called hospitality is hard to resist.

The shopkeeper said it sincerely and was really thinking about it for her.

Duanmu Yawang was too embarrassed to refuse, "Then it will work."

"polite."

At this point, the shopkeeper said: "My son, please."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, and was about to leave, Fu Lingjun suddenly spoke to her and called her: "Master Gongyu."

Duanmu Ya looked back, Fu Lingjun said: "At that time, I want to find a chance to meet him. I want to talk to him personally. I wonder if I can help?"

Duanmu Yawang hadn't spoken yet, Fu Lingjun said: "However, this matter can't be rushed, we can talk again when that happens."

"good."

Fu Ling helped her so much, she was the first to ask for help anyway.

"Well, go back to the inn."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, and returned to Tianfeng Inn with the shopkeeper.

Tianfeng Inn is the same as before, the door is closed tightly.

She and the shopkeeper stood in front of the gate for a while, but the gate still did not open.

"Oh, Young Master Xiao is probably lazy again." The shopkeeper was holding a large food box in his hand, shaking his head and sighing helplessly.

"It doesn't have to be."

The shopkeeper's eyes are piercing and smiling, he raised his hand and looked at the door, and said loudly: "Little Young Master Xiao, I'm here to bring you food, can we go in?"

"..."

There is no response inside.

Duanmu Yawang thought of Xiao Lingfan's favorite food, but now he is immune?

Zhengjue was unbelievable, the door opened with a swish, almost at the same time, a sound flashed, and a handsome and beautiful teenager Ruyu stretched out his hands towards the shopkeeper: "Is there really something to eat? Come on, give it to me. !"

"..." It's almost like a three-year-old kid.

With a smile on his face, the shopkeeper lifted his hand, and handed one of the food boxes to his hand, "One five dishes, one soup, and the roast pigeon you love, I wonder if the young man is satisfied?"

The young boy’s clear eyes suddenly sparkled, and he wowed, he hugged the food box, and he just didn’t turn around in circles. He smiled and squinted his big eyes. I haven't eaten for many days, and I'm almost starving to death!"

When Duanmuya looked at her eyes, the shopkeeper should have known that Tianfeng Inn would not open the door easily, so I deliberately took a food box of dishes to tempt the teenager to open the door, right?

Xiao Lingfan obviously didn't know what Duanmu Yawang was thinking in her heart. His red lips pursed, and he said angrily: "You don't know, the old fellow Xiao Lingfan, since he ran away, he has been restricting me from going out. He didn't let me go looking for food. I wanted to starve me to death so that he would be relaxed. It's really bad!"

"..."

Duanmu Yawang blinked, feeling that she had opened her eyes.

Would anyone want to starve their brother to death so that they can relax?

This boy, the brain circuit is really weird.

The shopkeeper was accustomed to it, and smiled; "Has Mr. Xiao not come back yet?"

"No, I don't know where to go anymore." The boy couldn't wait at all. As he answered, he walked into the house. When he walked to the table, he put down the food container, lifted the lid, and brought out the dishes one by one.

Drooling on one side.

It can be said that I don't care about the image at all.

The shopkeeper looked at it with a smile, and asked: "Little son, is there enough food?"

"enough!"

The young man was not greedy, so he quickly took out the dishes and served himself a meal. While eating, he unceremoniously said to the shopkeeper: "You are back, can I still go to your pavilion for dinner?"

The shopkeeper smiled mildly: "If our son doesn't mind, I will naturally be fine with the shopkeeper."

When the young man heard this, his pretty face was bewildered, and his head fell dejected: "Then you mean, no? Brother Lingjun can't let us go to the tassel pavilion at all."

The shopkeeper listened with a smile and didn't answer.

Duanmu Yawang heard it strangely, didn't Xiao Lingfan go to eat with her before?

Xiao Lingfan seemed to think of this too, and staring at Duanmu Yawang's eyes lit up, "Brother Lingjun seems to be very kind to her. When she goes, I will follow. Is it okay?"