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

Lan Feng tilted his head to give his brother a comforting look, raised his hand to pull his hand away, and limped quickly towards Linglong.

Linglong quietly looked at the woman approaching her, and threw the bottle of medicine in her hand to her.

"This medicine, one pill per person."

He paused, stood up, and placed two silver ingots on the table: "Mu Nian, from now on, you will be in charge of these people! The master will tell you their names later."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the slave register on the table and walked towards the backyard.

Lan Feng held the jade bottle in his hand, his eyes unconsciously fell on the antidote on the table, and he was deeply confused.

From now on, Mu Nian will be her name, but could this powerful new master have any misunderstanding about a disabled person like her?

She took a deep breath and unplugged the jade bottle. In an instant, a fresh medicinal fragrance wafted through the hall. At the same time, her severely injured internal organs actually became more unobstructed because of the fragrance.

Not only her, but all the injured slaves in the hall became agitated by the fragrance.

Lan Feng temporarily ignored the chaos behind him. The hand holding the jade bottle trembled slightly. He lowered his eyes and when he saw clearly what was in the jade bottle, his pupils dilated and his breathing became rapid.

It turned out to be a pill, and the quality was better than that of Yunxiao Medical Clinic.

The loss of composure lasted only a moment. Lan Feng calmed himself down, poured out a black pill the size of a soybean, and put it into his mouth without hesitation.

"No, sister."

The boy's soft voice sounded anxiously in her ears, and at the same time her arm was tightly grasped by someone.

Lan Feng tilted his head to look at his brother with a dirty face, smiled and said softly: "Brother Ruo, I am already a useless person, but I will not give up as long as there is a chance."

The most important thing is that the new master is different from those evil dignitaries. Perhaps this is her chance.

Feeling the heat flowing in his dantian, Lan Feng's heart was once again filled with turmoil.

Her Dantian had been damaged when she arrived at the Dark Hunting Ground. During that time, no matter how many methods she tried, there was no way to treat it. Finally, a kind-hearted doctor helped her and confirmed that she could no longer use internal force. But now, she can vaguely feel a familiar feeling in her limbs.

Seeing her sister's dazed look, Lan Ruo thought there was something wrong with the food she ate and she immediately became anxious.

"Sister, are you okay?"

The soft voice became louder because of fear.

The noisy hall became quiet because of this sound.

Lan Feng shook his head, "Brother Ruo, I'm fine!" He then poured out a pill and handed it to Lan Ruo, "Take it, it's good stuff."

Looking at the thing in Lan Feng's hand, Lan Ruo hesitated. Some bad memories came to his mind, making him look unhappy.

Lan Feng didn't rush him, but said: "Brother Ruo, think about what kind of life we ​​lived before this?!"

After saying this, he put the pill in his hand and walked past him towards the other slaves.

"Everyone stand still, one for each of you."

A resolute-looking woman took the pill and asked quietly, "This..."

"Mu Nian." Lan Feng continued.

The woman scratched her head. "Yes, the master gave you a name. Mu Nian, is this medicine a poison? Or is it a drug that controls us?"

Lan Feng, no, now it should be Mu Nian. Mu Nian smiled warmly: "Haven't we servants predicted this result a long time ago?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "Haha, yes, we are slaves who cannot even hope to stay alive, what right do we have to know whether this is poison or not."

After saying this, he put the pill in his mouth without saying anything more.

But it didn't take long for the poison suppressed in her body to dissolve.

The woman opened her mouth in surprise. Mu Nian was also surprised for a moment when he saw the woman's complexion recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she quickly recovered and limped to distribute the pills.

This time, she became even more determined in what she wanted.

……

As soon as Linglong arrived at the door of the private room, she noticed the presence of a strange aura around her.

Raise your hand and knock on the door.

dong dong dong...

"Sister, come in."

Hearing the voice, Linglong pushed open the door and saw Zi'an writing and drawing behind the desk. She walked forward with interest.

As she got closer, a flat landscape painting appeared in front of her eyes. Upon closer inspection, Linglong discovered that it was a building with fake mountains and water.

After the last stroke was made, Zi'an put down his brush, twisted his sore wrist unconsciously, raised his eyes, and looked at Linglong with sparkling eyes.

"Sister, this is the bookstore I designed. Can you see if there is anything you want to change?"

Linglong said nothing, but put her arm around Zi'an's waist, sat down on the carved chair, put him on her lap, took Zi'an's hand which still had some calluses, and gently pressed it.

"Tired?"

Linglong wanted to scold Zi'an, but when she looked into Zi'an's clear almond eyes, she ended up saying only two words out of thousands of words.

Zi'an's eyes flashed with a smile and he shook his head: "Sister, I'm not tired."

"Sister, look, this is the name I chose for our bookstore. Do you think it sounds good?"

As he spoke, Zi'an used his free hand to pick up the rice paper on the table, placed it in front of Linglong, and spoke as if asking for credit.

"Zhenlongzhai!"

The cool voice sounded particularly nice at this moment.

Zi'an looked at Linglong with sparkling eyes, "Sister, how about this name?"

Seeing Zi'an like this, Linglong's eyes softened a little, and she said, "It sounds nice, but I still think that Anlongzhai has a better meaning."

When Zi'an heard this, his eyes widened. Linglong actually used characters from their names to name herself, and his character was placed first.

Looking at the adorable Zi'an, she lifted the boy's chin with her delicate fingertips, "Why? An'an, do you think it doesn't sound good?"

Zi'an shook his head instinctively and replied softly, "It sounds good."

After he finished speaking, he came back to his senses, put down the paper in his hand, and held Linglong's hand with both hands: "Sister, An An likes this name very much, but..."

Linglong was interrupted. She lowered her head as a punishment and pecked the other's lips, stopping him from saying anything else.

"As long as An An likes it, don't say anything else."

Zi'an was moved again. He put his hands on Linglong's shoulders and took the initiative to respond to Linglong.

When dry wood meets fire, it becomes crazy and hot.

Time passed as Linglong domineeringly kissed him again and again. Just when Zi'an thought he was going to faint from the kiss, Linglong let go of him, panting.

Linglong buried her head in Zi'an's shoulder, smelling his elegant fragrance and calming the heat in her body.

Zi'an felt that Linglong's work was getting better and better, and he was really afraid that his body could not satisfy Linglong.

After taking a few deep breaths and feeling Linglong's body temperature rising, Zi'an chuckled: "Sister, you are asking for trouble!"