The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

The overwhelming aura around him is intimidating.

He raised his hand, and when he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar jade pendant in his palm, the aura around him faded away like the tide.

Today's jade pendants are half green and half red.

Linglong lowered her eyes and thought deeply.

The jade pendant now is the real Youlian.

Linglong, who was still in deep thought, suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly, as someone from outside was approaching her courtyard.

"Master, someone is approaching your area."

Linglong tilted her head, glanced at Youxue, and nodded, "Okay, Youxue, I'll go out first."

Youxue nodded her head obediently: "Okay, Master."

With a thought, Linglong and her clothes on the shore disappeared.

Looking at the strange red lotus in the lotus pond, many more images appeared in Bai Ze's sea of ​​consciousness.

Linglong left the space and quickly put on her clothes.

He took out a mirror from the space, and when he saw that his face was rosy, he put the mirror away, walked to the window, opened the medicine box, took out a silver needle, and pierced his armpit with his backhand.

Fortunately, after the marrow cleansing, from the outside, only her complexion changed, otherwise it would be difficult for her to deal with it.

Just as I put the medicine box into the space, I heard messy footsteps outside.

Linglong returned to the bed, took off her shoes, got on the bed, lay down, and pulled the quilt over herself.

The movements were done in one go, without any delay.

At the same time, the rosy complexion was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, a familiar female voice with weak breath sounded outside the door: "Sister Ling, are you home?"

If Linglong, who was lying on the bed, had any unnecessary expressions, he would probably roll his eyes at her.

Comparing your voice with that of a sick person?

Or is she testing something?

Thinking of this, Linglong glanced at the tightly closed window without any expression, and then closed her eyes.

dong dong...

"Sister Ling, are you home?"

The person who spoke waited at the door for a while before pushing it open and entering.

As the footsteps sounded, a female voice sounded again: "Sister Ling, I'm at home."

Linglong couldn't bear to listen any longer, so she opened her eyes and tilted her head to look at the person who came.

Except for the pair of narrow and squinting eyes, the rest of the face is quite normal.

To sum it up in one sentence, he looks like a decent person but does nothing human.

The person who came was the current village chief of Taohua Village, Fang Tianzhi.

Linglong lowered her eyes and asked calmly, "Village Chief Fang, what's the matter?"

Seeing Wang Linglong like this, Fang Tianzhi's forehead was filled with the word "川".

Afraid that the other party would notice something, he quickly coughed and asked with concern: "Sister Ling, is she feeling better?"

Linglong's expression did not change, and her tone was calm: "Much better."

Fang Tianzhi...

Ever since she took the position of village chief, there have always been a few people in the village who don't take her seriously.

And the Wang family’s mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are among these people.

But now there is only the sickly Wang Linglong around, and she can't achieve anything, so she simply doesn't want to be polite to her.

Then he asked in a tough tone, "Sister Ling, I heard that you broke Wang Le's hand. Is this true?"

Hearing this, Linglong sneered inwardly.

He glanced at Fang Tianzhi calmly without saying anything.

And this glance, in Fang Tian's eyes, had a lot more meaning.

Disdain, idiocy, ridicule...

Looking at Wang Linglong's face, which was full of illness but still beautiful.

At this moment, she really wanted to destroy her.

Noticing Fang Tianzhi's gradually becoming disgusted look, her right hand under the exquisite quilt began to rub the ring on her left hand.

Should she give this man a quick death or throw him into the mountains at night?

At this moment, an old voice with full energy came from outside.

"I say Fang Tianzhi, Village Chief Fang, you've been a noble for too long now, you must be forgetful, right?"

Linglong glanced sideways and saw a fierce old lady with wrinkles all over her face, leaning on a cane, stepping into the house.

But when the other person looked at him, there was a look of kindness in his eyes.

I searched my memory and found out that this was grandma’s only good friend in Taohua Village.

Yes, Song Deqing, the oldest elder in Taohua Village.

Since I am a good friend of the old lady, I should give her a response.

Linglong nodded slightly at Song Deqing in response.

"Song clan elder, why are you here?"

Song Deqing has become accustomed to Linglong's indifference.

But when he looked at Fang Tian, ​​his eyes were full of disgust.

He said it bluntly: "Fang Tianzhi, your brain is full of wine, right? You believe what that flirtatious Wang Le says?" As he spoke, he kept tapping the ground with his crutch.

Song Deqing was so angry that he continued to curse: "Wang Le doesn't have a brain, and neither do you? Look at Ling Jie'er's body. A gust of wind can blow her away. He said she broke Wang Le's hand. He must have shit in his head..."

Looking at such an old lady, Linglong couldn't help but admire her.

His ambiguous gaze shifted to Fang Tianzhi, whose face turned blue due to being scolded.

It's true that there is always someone better.

However, some people are afraid that it is dangerous?

Linglong, who had exhausted her patience, spoke in a cold voice: "Village Chief Fang, I don't know how I offended Wang Le. But for the crime of slander, I think the government will definitely accept it. When Zi'an comes back, I will go to the government to seek justice for my brother. If the government does not accept it, there is still the prefect."

The voice was calm, as if talking about something insignificant.

Indeed, this matter is not a big deal for Linglong.

But two of the people who heard this did not think so.

what----

Before Fang Tianzhi could say anything, he was frightened by a loud noise and a scream.

I hurriedly ran out of the exquisite house, and what I saw was two men with their faces covered wrestling on the ground.

She recognized the man pinned to the ground as Wang Le, but who was riding on Wang Le?

"I let you bully Sister Linglong. She already has a miserable life, and now you are wronging her like this. You are simply not a human being."

bang bang bang...

As the young man spoke, he picked up the wooden ladle in his hand and waved it towards the man on the ground.

When this soft voice came out, how could Fang Tianzhi not know who it was?

Linglong withdrew her mental strength and sat up reluctantly.

With so many people outside, Zi'an is not afraid of being bullied.

Song Deqing, who wanted to go out with her, saw Linglong stand up, so he hurried forward with his crutches, trying to support her.

But, she avoided it.

"Grandma Song, you are old, and Linglong is sick, which is not good for you."

Song Deqing, who was avoided, was not angry at all, because Linglong had never liked others touching her since she was a child, and she was used to it.

But she was really surprised that Linglong could say this.

But the shock didn't last long, because Linglong was literate, so it was not surprising that she could say and do these things.

"Sister Ling, are you going out? Come, Mrs. Song will help you out." As he said this, he was about to reach out and support Linglong.

The result is predictable. Linglong raised her hand to stop her: "Grandma Song, it is not right for an elder to help a younger person. Linglong thanks you. Linglong is feeling much better now. She can still walk outside."