"Twenty taels." The shopkeeper didn't have any evil intentions. He said the price was very kind. Meng Xian's eyes flickered. He looked at the black clothes and felt something bad in his heart. He grabbed the

Ling Ziliang turned around and left.

But Ling Ziliang stared straight at the two clothes. He had always thought that only fiery red could match him, but he didn't expect that black was so handsome. Although Ling Ziliang didn't have martial arts, he was a man after all, and his brute strength was still

Some.

He stood there stiffly, wanting to buy those two pieces of clothing, but who was Meng Xian? He knew martial arts and all kinds of strange arts. How could he do anything to Ling Ziliang?

——Yes, he just knows how to deal with Ling Ziliang.

He was reluctant to use the anesthetic on Ling Ziliang, and he was reluctant to use it on Ling Ziliang. After one or two of these, he was completely restrained by Ling Ziliang.

"Ling Ziliang, do you want to eat Xuerong tablets?" Meng Xian took out his trump card and whispered into Ling Ziliang's ear. Although his voice was not high, Ling Ziliang could hear it clearly. He was originally full of pride.

His expression suddenly became a little aggrieved. He glanced at Meng Xian, gritted his teeth, and left the store.

As soon as he walked out, Ling Ziliang started to complain to Meng Xian, complaining again and again, "Meng Xian, why don't you let me buy those clothes?"

"Meng Xian, are you afraid that the prince will look more handsome than you?"

"Meng Xian, if you are jealous of the Crown Prince, just say it straight away, why bother beating around the bush!"

"Meng Xian..."

Meng Xian hugged Ling Ziliang's hand, which silenced Ling Ziliang. He slapped Meng Xian and grabbed his hand with an awkward look on his face. Why did Meng Xian grab him again? They clearly promised to be brothers!

Can they still have fun like this?!

"Zi Liang, that store is weird." Seeing that Ling Ziliang had calmed down a little, Meng Xian let go of his hand. Even though he was so nostalgic for the warmth of his hands, he had to force himself to let go.

"What? What happened to that store?" Ling Ziliang was obviously startled, and his feet actually bumped twice, looking curious, while Meng Xian lowered his voice.

"The shopkeeper of that shop has calluses on his fingers that are only seen when holding a sword." Meng Xian observed carefully, and now, both he and Ling Ziliang were being followed by Little Tails. Although Ling Ziliang didn't notice it, he couldn't hide it.

of his eyes.

"Then what's the matter? Maybe the shopkeeper likes martial arts?" Ling Ziliang was startled and spoke loudly, but Meng Xian covered his lips. After all, Ling Ziliang's loud voice might be

Heared by the little tail behind.

"Follow me." Meng Xian grabbed Ling Ziliang's hand again. This time it was not his arm, but his palm directly, entangled with his fingers. The fingertips were slightly numb, but

Ling Ziliang didn't feel this way, he was just troubled by Meng Xian's move.

He wanted to break away, but Meng Xian was stronger than him, and he couldn't escape even if he escaped. And looking at Meng Xian's appearance, I'm afraid the matter was more serious than he thought. Maybe there was something wrong with the shopkeeper, maybe he was smuggling illegal salt.

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Chapter completed!