Fast time travel: the sick villain pretends to be kind

"No." Chang Sheng looked at Gong Zimu and answered it himself.

"Are you dissatisfied with me, Young Master?" Young Master Mu looked at Chang Sheng, feeling a little angry.

He is a dignified son, and he already thinks highly of them being able to sit with commoners, and these commoners dare to speak to him with such an attitude.

Simply presumptuous!
Gong Zimu's anger was too obvious, but Chang Sheng remained calm and even ignored it.

"Young Master Mu, please don't be rude to my guests." Mu Qing was in a bit of a dilemma. On the one hand, she was the king's son, and on the other hand, she was her savior. She didn't want the two parties to argue.

"Miss Mu, are you speaking for two commoners?" Gong Zimu's anger turned to Mu Qing, and he even felt a little wronged, "You are my fiancee!"

Yici blinked her eyes, admiring Gongzimu's lively 'temper', he looked like an untamed wild animal.

It's really pitiful for a beautiful girl like Mu Qing to have such a fiancé when she already has a whole body of illnesses.

You must have done a lot of crimes in your previous life, right?
Yi Ci's actions attracted Young Master Mu's attention, and in an instant, Young Master Mu shifted his target, frowned and looked at Yi Ci, "Women should be reserved, you are still young, it is really immature to stare at men."

Yici: "???"

what?
Chang Sheng: "..."

Xiao Yici is only eight or nine years old, where did this young master come from?

Mu Qing's face was hot, and she wished to escape quickly. In the past, she only thought that Gongzimu was good to her and protected her everywhere, but now, why does he look down on others so much?
No wonder my father once said that Gong Zimu is not a good match. If she can, she will embark on the path of cultivation as soon as possible. If she can ascend to immortality, just go and don't worry about trivial matters.

Yici picked up the cup on the table and threw it at Gong Zimu, "If you can't speak, you can shut it tightly."

Yici commented bitterly, "It's not as good as a dog's bark."

Young Master Mu's eyes widened, and he slapped the table angrily, "You are presumptuous! Do you know who I am!"

"The king's son." Changsheng stood in front of Yici, "Master, do you want to bully others?"

"Is that Gong Zimu? Why are you arguing?"

"That's right, that girl called Mr. Mu several times just now, and he still called himself Mr. Master, so it must be Mr. Mu."

"I once heard that Young Master Mu has a very good temper, why..."

The discussion at the table next to him interrupted Gong Zimu's thoughts of continuing to attack.

The young master was so angry that he waved his sleeves, sat down again, held back his anger, and said admiringly, "Why are you with such common people? Beware of their misconduct."

"Young Master Mu, please be polite to my guests." Mu Qing's face was extremely cold, "If Young Master Mu can't treat my guests kindly, please leave."

"You—you are simply unreasonable!" Gong Zimu raised his voice, noticed the gazes of other table guests, lowered his voice, and spoke angrily to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing frowned, this was the first time that Gong Zimu got angry with her, the once warm and moist jade was like a broken mirror, piece by piece, never sticking together again.

"I'm sorry." After Gong Zimu came to his senses, his voice was lower, and he lowered his eyelids, apologizing to Mu Qing, "I shouldn't have lost my temper with you just now, are you healthy? Do you need to call Doctor Wang?"

"No need." Mu Qing alienated her attitude, lowered her eyes and thanked, "Thank you, Fifth Young Master, for your concern."

Young Master Mu could hear the change of Mu Qing's attitude, and attributed everything to Yi Ci and Chang Sheng, but at this time, Yi Ci and Chang Sheng had no time to talk to Young Master Mu.

"This roast chicken is finally here, hurry up and try it." Chang Sheng took off the chicken leg and put it in the Yici bowl, and when he was about to pick up the other leg, he was interrupted by Gong Zimu.

"This is your upbringing? We haven't set your chopsticks yet, how can you set your chopsticks? Didn't your parents teach you? If you don't teach it, it's your father's fault. You act like this, it's simply—"

'Snapped'

Yici inserted the chopsticks into the table, and the three-inch thick wooden table was penetrated lightly by the chopsticks.

"Fifth Young Master, this table of meals was ordered by us and has nothing to do with you. Please leave."

"You are presumptuous! My son——"

"Fifth brother, why is it so annoying?"

Then, a white figure approached, and the guests began to discuss in low voices again.

"The third son is here too, it's really lively today."

"It's a good show, usually the fifth son and the third son don't deal with each other..." (End of this chapter)