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After leaving the Jin Yang Palace, Qingyang naturally had a cold expression on his face as he recalled the conversation he had with Nannan and Ji Zhen. It seemed that they were really wary of him.

However, the more guarded he became, the happier he became. What did this mean? This showed that Nanyang Ronglei truly had the ambition to usurp the throne, and this was what Qingyang needed.

"Master, I feel that Nan Rong Lei still doesn't quite trust the two of us, but since he can't trust us, why did he ask the Ji grandfather to place a soundproof restriction on us? It's really hard to understand. " Shangguan Mu couldn't help asking when he returned to the inn, holding back his doubts.

"Hehe, what he has his eyes on is the current situation of your NanRong family and your character, Shangguan Mu. He predicted that if he was sufficiently prepared, you would definitely help him. If not for my presence today, he would probably have exposed himself." Qingyang replied with a faint smile as he looked at Shangguan Mu.

"And the reason why Old Master Ji was there, I believe it was to display the strength in his hands, and to be just in case." After pausing for a moment, Qingyang continued.

"Just in case what?" Listening to Qingyang's analysis in a daze, Shangguan Mu suddenly realized that he was much younger than him. Many questions were solved immediately after Qingyang explained it to him.

"Hur hur, what do you think?" He didn't answer Shangguan Mu's question, but Qingyang asked back: "Are you Nan Rong Lei's confidant? Is it a Death Soldier that he nurtured? "

"This, of course not." With a blank look on his face, Shangguan Mu didn't understand why Qingyang had asked such a question.

He stretched out his hand and took the cup from above the table. He smiled and said, "Just like these two cups, no matter how similar they are, they can't become a teapot. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Master, you mean ?" A thought struck Shangguan Mu, he seemed to have grasped the essence of Qingyang's metaphor, but he could not express it with his own words.

"Hehe, you all just have the same interests. He needs the power of the Shangguan family, and the Shangguan family needs the power of his ascension to the throne to be able to turn the situation around. You guys are naturally friends." He flicked a careless glance at Shangguan Mu before he said, "However, it's more of a combination of all of you."

Although his words were unpleasant to hear, it was still the truth. If the Shangguan family was powerful in the Southern Rong Country, they would not need to take the risk to help the third prince, Nan Ronglei.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Shangguan Mu was also a smart person. If he didn't understand what Qingyang had said, he would be a fool.

"Master is right, we are only doing it for our own benefit." Sighing, Shangguan Mu admitted.

"Alright, let's not talk about this for now. It seems that if that Nan Ronglei wants to trust us, he will need some time to do so. After packing up, we will immediately head to the imperial medicine garden to prevent others from becoming suspicious." Qingyang knew that it was possible to redefine the relationship between him and Shangguan Mu. The combination of benefits would indeed make Shangguan Mu uncomfortable. However, there were some things that it would be better to say sooner rather than to make things more awkward in the future.

Nodding, Shangguan Mu tidied up his luggage and took Qingyang with him to the imperial palace. There weren't many words on the way, probably because Qingyang had hit the nail on the head and revealed the relationship between him and Nan Ronglei.

He thought to himself, 'This disciple of mine is really just an inexperienced child. Qingyang knows that this world is not that bright. Most people use each other's relationships to their advantage. Where would they get so many bosom friends?' It's just that he sees something in you that's useful to him.

There were also a few who treated you sincerely, such as your family, your wife, children, and some close friends. However, there were very few of them.

Qingyang's laments did not come out of nowhere. As a man of three generations, he had experienced much more people than most people in this world. Therefore, the people he had interacted with were naturally a mix of different kinds of people.

Although Qingyang was a doctor, saving the sick and treating the sick was not a problem, but he didn't think that he could be a saint. Love and hate, he was fine with everything, but he also disdained being reduced to a lowly person.

With this thought, the two of them rode their horses to the front entrance of the imperial palace. The Nan Rong family had arranged for all the medicinal masters to stay in the Medicine Hall because of the medicinal ingredients list. Naturally, they sent some of the receiving guards to set up a table sign in front of the entrance and waited for them to arrive.

Not all of the alchemists came from large clans. Many of the wandering alchemists weren't rich, so Nan Rong's actions made the alchemists feel quite happy.

The two of them did not register under the signboard at the time they were invited by Nan Ronglei. However, they needed to register at the moment. Otherwise, the two of them would be completely blind and would not know how to enter the Medicine Hall.

"Name, age, alchemist rank." The guard impatiently stared at the impoverished youth sitting in front of the wooden table. Naturally, the guard's tone of voice wasn't polite at all.

"Zhang Qing Zu, 28, Great Herb King." He knew that the guard probably had a bad attitude because of his shabby clothing. However, the young man didn't mind, and after answering the question once more, he didn't say anything else.

After the guard recorded the youth's information, he handed the wooden token to the youth. Although the guard appeared impatient, he still warned, "This is your identity plate. If you cause any trouble in the Medicine Hall, you won't be able to get anything good out of it!"

Nodding his head, the young man didn't say anything else as he followed one of the court officials into the palace.

"Shangguan Family of Shangguan, Shangguan Mu, is here with the Honorable Guest of the Shangguan Family." Shangguan Mu said in a deep voice as he passed his tribe's medallion to the guard at the door.

"Oh? Young Master Shangguan, please let this guest inform me of his name, age and alchemist rank. " He picked up the sign and looked at it carefully. The guard's attitude was also much better. After all, the Shangguan family was a famous pharmacist in Nanxiong, and the eldest son, Shangguan Mu, was known by many.

"Taiyi, thirty-four, immortal master." Qingyang didn't say anything else. He was the one who had carefully considered his thirty-four years of age.

If he was too young and reported that he was an immortal medicine master, then his talents would naturally attract the attention of the Nan Rong family. If he was too old, then perhaps even the Nan Rong family would suspect him; after all, no matter how weak the Shangguan family was, they wouldn't send a fifty year old ordinary immortal medicine master.

The guard only recorded the names of the two people and their families before instructing another person behind him to lead the other two to the Medicine Hall.

"Sir, please keep this number plate." After handing over the wooden tablet to Qingyang, the guard smiled and said, "Sir Shangguan, Mister Tai Yi, you can just directly find the guards in the courtyard if someone is causing trouble in the Medicine Hall. We will definitely punish the person who is causing trouble, and don't need the two of you to do anything."

These words were extremely beautiful. It seemed like the guards were trying to show goodwill, but when they thought about it carefully, wasn't the words "We will punish those who cause trouble" directed at the Qingyang duo as well?

Nodding indifferently and keeping his family plate, Shangguan Mu was not happy with this kind of person, so he followed Master Lu and walked towards the Medicine Department.

"This Medicine Hall and the Medicine Board are quite interesting." With a sneer in his heart, Qingyang waved his sleeve and followed Shangguan Mu.