What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Bai Yue looked at the prosperous scene in front of her, which seemed to have undergone some subtle changes compared to the last time she went to the lower world.

They stood on the busy street, with the shouts of small vendors, the noise of all kinds of people in the tea stalls, acrobats breathing fire, twelve people on stilts, and people in all kinds of clothes all wandering in the streets.

"Bai Yue, this place is just like the Yaochi Flower Banquet you hosted, so lively."

Suddenly, a slight murmur was heard, and slender fingers lifted the veil. The corner of her eye caught a glimpse of hurried red shoes on the ground, and then she immediately turned and entered the small door of the backyard.

"Bai Yue, where are we going?"

When they stopped at the restaurant, Bai Yue looked up. The dazzling light and shadow intertwined on the wooden plaque, surrounding a flash of black air. His ears were quickly picking up the conversations within the surrounding area for hundreds of miles, as if collecting information.

It seems that the changes have lasted for hundreds of years.

“That’s a problem.”

Qingshan looked in the direction he was looking at, holding his breath, and saw that there was indeed a pressure in the noisy and bustling sky. "Hmm, can you feel the source?"

The plaque looked like it had just been put up, and even the wood paint on it still had oil marks on it.

The man wearing a hood walked into the restaurant first, "Go in first and wait and see what happens."

Bai Yue took out a piece of jade and told the owner her name, and when she wanted to reserve a private room with the shopkeeper, she saw that the shopkeeper was surprised and delighted when he heard her name, and invited the two of them to the innermost private room on the second floor.

"The previous owner bought this box for Young Master Bai Yue when he transferred the business." The shopkeeper held the jade in his hand and secretly put it into his sleeve. He had just seen it. This was not an ordinary thing that ordinary people could own. Seeing that this grown man was covering it with a hood, he must be a young master from a rich family who had secretly run away. Nowadays, there are many young masters like this who are secretive and act arrogantly.

He said that the Hu merchant was foolish, as he had picked up this precious piece of land. He also thought that since the place had just become popular, the family had rushed to sell the shop and even insisted that he pay for an additional private room for this so-called Bai Yue Master.

It turns out that these foreign businessmen are different, they have a sharp eye.

Bai Yue was still a little confused, but the shopkeeper immediately continued, "Don't you remember? This shop was originally owned by a Hu merchant couple. They came here to do business during this prosperous period. The old man Hu said you were their benefactor and would come here for tea from time to time. He also said you were nostalgic and liked quietness, so he insisted on buying this private room just for you."

"I see they are so sincere, it must be someone very important to them. I, Old Liu, am also a reasonable person."

Hearing this, Bai Yue sorted out her memories of the previous store owner.

I actually have no impression of it.

"Then where are they now?"

The shopkeeper opened the window of the side room and said, "I heard that his nephew did business with a noble in the capital and went to seek refuge in the capital."

"Has anything interesting happened in this area recently?"

The old Liu Han narrowed his eyes and rubbed his hands together, "Sir, I want some special services."

It seems like he is here to look for wild game.

Bai Yue frowned, seeming a little confused. The shopkeeper seemed to be getting more excited and kept moving closer to Bai Yue.

"Young Master, you don't even know this? Then listen to me, Old Liu. I will definitely make you savor it."

Qingshan stood up and blocked the old man with shifty eyes, "Just stand there and talk, what's the point of rushing into him?" The old Liu Han almost bumped into the chest of the strong man. He raised his head and was shocked by the aura around the man for a moment.

He couldn't help but step back. He saw the face clearly, and held his other trembling hand with one hand. The words he was about to introduce were immediately stuck in his throat after meeting that dangerous gaze, and his mouth immediately changed to: "Hey, hey, hey, yes, yes, it's my fault for not knowing the etiquette and offending you." His legs were weak and he was ready to retreat.

It seems that this family has a very special status. I thought that these dignitaries would like to seek some excitement outside. It seems that if I can't get close to them, I will just make enemies.

"and many more."

Old Liu Han just stopped at the threshold and was about to leave when he was called. He glanced back and found that it was the man in the hood who spoke.

The shopkeeper immediately put on a smiling face and asked, "What else do you want to ask, sir?"

"You said so, just call him up."

Old Man Liu was stunned for a moment, but his mind immediately became active. He smiled and clapped his hands, saying, "Oh, oh, young master, you have figured it out. Very well, Old Liu will arrange it for you right away."

"Guaranteed customer satisfaction."

Yu Qing looked at Bai Yue in some confusion. He just felt that this man looked unhappy. Why did Bai Yue waste so much time talking to him?

The shopkeeper glanced at Qingshan casually, then immediately turned his gaze back and swallowed his saliva, "Then we have to assign another room to this young master."

He heard Bai Yue say calmly, "No need, he's not an outsider."

"Then do you want to call one more?" After saying that, he immediately looked at the other person's expression. Feeling that the question was inappropriate, he immediately said, "Then if you have any requests, please let me know first."

Qingshan felt that this person was really long-winded. "Call them all up, and tell us if you have any complaints."

After hearing this, the shop owner said no more and just smacked his lips as he walked out the door.

These rich families really know how to have fun.

Then the waiter came in several times to bring people drinks and snacks in advance. At this time, Qingshan felt a little embarrassed to let others run around, so he stood up and took the tea spoon from the man. The waiter lowered his head immediately with trembling hands, and retreated from the room with unsteady steps without even daring to look.

Qingshan stood there holding a teaspoon, his thick black eyebrows furrowed in grievance, and the corners of his eyes seemed to droop a little as he looked at Baiyue. If I had to describe that image, it was like a tough guy full of righteousness looking at you with some grievance.

"I didn't hit him."

Bai Yue's lips curved slightly, and she raised her hand to touch his hair, saying soothingly, "Humans are always like this, with low tolerance and fragile. Qingshan is very handsome, but they don't understand."

Qingshan lowered his head and pursed his lips, "Only Bai Yue can appreciate this." He has always been called ugly by those guys behind his back, and suddenly he thought of that joyful face. Apart from Bai Yue, he is the only one who is not afraid of his appearance and is happy.

He pinched his brows, as if to stop himself from thinking about it. He looked at the man whose veil had been taken off and placed aside.

The long silver-white hair had transformed into a waterfall of black hair. Qingshan had never seen him with black hair before and seemed surprised, "Bai Yue, you look good with black hair too."

Seeing his attitude change so quickly, Bai Yue lowered her eyebrows and smiled.

The door was opened, and the waiter wanted to invite the girls in, but when he turned around, he met those smiling eyes.

He stopped where he was, as if his soul was captured for a moment, "Ah, ah, sir, I brought it, I brought it..." He didn't dare to swallow his saliva at this time. He just took a look and then lowered his head, fearing that his gaze was blasphemous.

Who else would you look for with someone like this? She's prettier than any of the ladies in the palace, right? He wanted to take another look, and after much mental struggle, he finally raised his eyes, only to be met with a pair of drooping eyes. "Ah!" He leaned back, Qingshan grabbed his arm, and pushed him out the door.

The door slammed shut, and he turned around to look at the row of people, sweeping them down sharply.

The hostility lies within this.

The waiter, who had just stood firm outside the door, glanced at the tightly closed wooden door and cursed with a spitting voice, "Impatient bastard!"

"If you get sick someday, it will be urgent to see a doctor."