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Shu Xuan still went with her, but Bi Lang didn't go with him because he wanted to practice.

Shi Qingming took the ointment and went directly to the best shop in the city that specializes in buying rouge gouache.

It is said that this store is mainly in the capital, and it is only a branch here.

"What do you need to buy?"

When the people in the shop saw Shi Qingming coming over, they didn't treat her harshly because of her support.

Instead, it was a warm hospitality.

"I want to see your shopkeeper and have something good for him."

"good!"

He responded and went to the shopkeeper.

Before long, the shopkeeper came over.

The shopkeeper was an old man who was over half a hundred years old. His beard and hair were all white, but he was full of energy. He walked up to Shi Qingming's face and laughed happily.

"What does the girl show to the old man."

"this!"

Shi Qingming put the ointment he made on the table.

"this!"

The shopkeeper picked up the ointment, sniffed it under his sniff, and nodded again.

"I've also heard of this. It seems that someone used it in a rich household in the city before. The spots on that person's face are all right. Is it this!?"

The shopkeeper asked aloud.

"Probably so!"

Shi Qingming didn't know after all.

"This box will be used by the shopkeeper first, and I will come back in a month. If the shopkeeper feels good, we will discuss the price and I will sell you the formula!"

Shi Qingming stood up as he said.

"In this way, thank you so much!"

The shopkeeper nodded, and if it was really the ointment, he would have done a great deed for the owner.

"I will come again in a month!"

After Shi Qingming finished speaking, he nodded slightly.

"Good good!!"

The shopkeeper also kept sending her outside the gate.

"Why are you selling this!"

When he got outside, Shu Xuan asked aloud.

"It's useless to keep it."

Shi Qingming shrugged. Actually, the most important thing is to support you, okay?

"Oh!"

Shu Xuan replied, nodded, and stopped talking.

The two were walking, and suddenly the streets were in chaos.

"You bitch!"

Another man's shout, hoarse.

Shi Qingming seemed to be familiar with this voice.

She walked a few steps forward, leaning close to the crowd, looking inside.

Shi Qingming saw Li Ziqian sitting on the ground with blood on his legs.

The one who beat him seemed to be a servant standing on one side.

Qing Mei is wearing silk satin, and her head is also shiny.

Her hand has always been holding a man.

Shi Qingming glanced at the man, and he was considered handsome.

"I have reconciled with you, what else do you want!"

Qing Mei snorted coldly and kicked Li Ziqian again.

"Let's go, Yuen Long!"

Qing Mei grinned again and took the hand of the man beside him.

"go!"

Yuen Long looked at Li Ziqian coldly, and left with Qing Mei and his group of servants.

There was nothing good to watch, and Li Ziqian sat alone, so pitiful.

Before Shi Qingming walked over, he saw Father Li coming over.

"Ziqian, give me money quickly. I have no money to pay off my gambling debts, and I will be chopped off."

Father Li didn't notice Li Ziqian's injured leg. He staggered and fell on Li Ziqian's leg.

"what--"

Li Ziqian cried out in silence.