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

Linglong tilted her head and bit the boy's neck lightly, her voice vague: "It's not a crime for a woman to make love with a man."

Hearing the shamelessness in this sentence, Zi'an's eyebrows curved. Fearing that Linglong would feel uncomfortable, he did not tease her anymore. He distanced himself from her, changed the subject and said softly, "Sister, my people are here to see me."

Linglong raised her lustful eyes slightly, let go of Zi'an and looked down at him, waiting for his next words.

"Nothing big, just small things..." He paused, and his white fingertips picked up the Youxue on his delicate wrist and played with it, "Sister, after a while, please accompany me to Zhongzhou."

It was difficult to explain his identity right away, so he could only tell Linglong when he got to Zhongzhou.

As Zi'an finished speaking, a map of Zhongzhou appeared in Linglong's mind.

Zhongzhou is the gathering place of the martial arts world. All the martial arts forces that can be named have a place in Zhongzhou! Therefore, Zhongzhou is called a state where both black and white can win, and it is also a place where real strength speaks.

Retracting her thoughts, although Zi'an didn't say it explicitly, Linglong didn't ask directly, but nodded and said: "Okay, after An'an's body recovers, we will set off."

"Uh-huh."

Zi'an nodded in response. The cold touch in his hands made him subconsciously ask, "Sister, is Xiaoxue'er a male or a female?"

When this question was mentioned, Linglong was silent for a moment, lowered her eyes to look at the white in Zi'an's hand, and asked consciously.

"Youxue, are you a male or a female?"

Zi'an didn't ask, because she hadn't thought about this question yet.

Youxue shook her tail, raised her head, and replied consciously: "Master, my gender will change when your Lingxiao Jue reaches the third level. It cannot be seen now."

"Ah."

Linglong responded to Youxue's words consciously, raised her hand and pinched Zi'an's cheek, and said in a clear voice: "An'an, Youxue's gender is still unknown at the moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand and a stack of papers appeared neatly on the desk. "An An, the top one is the deed to the bookstore."

His eyes fell on the rest of the papers: "The rest are the slaves' servitudes, keep them An An."

Zi'an calmly looked at the rice paper that appeared out of thin air on the table, and responded in a gentle voice: "Okay, sister, just leave the family matters to me."

He was happy that he could help Linglong behind the scenes, so that he would not seem so useless.

Fortunately, when my father was alive, he forced me to learn how to manage the affairs of the royal family, otherwise I would be completely in the dark now!

After listening to what Zi'an said, Linglong raised her lip slightly and smoothed the boy's long hair with her hand, "An'an, are we going out for dinner, or should I bring it back for you?"

Zi'an put Youxue on the table, moved closer to Linglong, kissed the corner of her lips, and said in a soft voice: "Sister, I won't go out. The man I bought at the livestock market today was my former servant. I want to learn something from him."

The most important thing is that Linglong doesn't like crowded places. If she wants to go out, it must be for something. If I accompany her, Linglong will have to distract herself to take care of herself.

Although Zi'an's words were light-hearted, Linglong could still hear reluctance in them. She reached out and lifted the boy's chin, then gave him a kiss on the lips.

"My An An is so good."

She and An An's surroundings were controlled by her mental power. There were two forces in the dark. She had to ensure safety before letting An An appear in front of people without any worries.

Thinking about this, Linglong looked at the slave contract on the table and said, "An An, go meet these people."

Zi'an nodded obediently with a blush on his face. He thought of something, stepped out of Linglong's arms, stood up, picked up a few pieces of rice paper covered with words from the table shelf, and handed them to Linglong.

"Sister, this is the information I know about the Mortal Realm Continent."

Linglong took the rice paper and looked at the small words written on it. She was silent for a moment and looked up: "Why did you write so much?"

Zi'an picked up a face towel from the shelf beside him and put it on, saying softly and calmly, "Not much, sister. These should be what you need."

Hearing this, Linglong's eyes fell on the rice paper in her hand and she read it carefully.

Zi'an was not in a hurry. He also picked up the slave contract on the table and started to read it.

When he saw the two slave contracts, his eyes narrowed.

The surname Lan is the surname of the Beihan country.

After Linglong finished looking at the rice paper given by Zi'an, she noticed that Zi'an had not moved for a long time and looked up in confusion.

Seeing Zi'an holding two pieces of rice paper in his hands in a daze, he folded the rice paper in his hand and put it into the space, stretched out his hand to pull it to his legs, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Zi'an came back to his senses, handed the paper in his hand to Linglong, and asked carefully: "Sister, how do you feel about these two people?"

Curious about Zi'an's sudden nervousness, Linglong took the rice paper from his hand, glanced at the information on it, and her eyes fell on the words at the top.

blue maple

Female

Eighteen years old!

Thinking about the information Zi'an gave me, Lan is the national surname of Beihan. Most importantly, most people in Beihan know Gu, and the royal family is good at Gu!

This was something she had not expected. How could a country that was so good at using poison not realize that she had been poisoned?

Linglong threw the slave contract on the table in a bored manner. When she lowered her eyes to meet Zi'an's starry eyes that showed the worry that could not be hidden, the corners of her lips twitched. She raised her hand and gently helped Zi'an to adjust his face towel, and whispered, "Are you worried that I've been poisoned?!"

Zi'an pursed his lips under the scarf, nodded and said honestly: "Yes, I am worried about my sister."

A person who is poisoned by the Gu cannot control his own thoughts, so he is very afraid that his sister will forget him because of this.

And if my sister had no purpose, she would not have chosen these two people from so many slaves.

The curve of the corners of Linglong's lips widened, and there was obvious tenderness in her cold tone: "Forgot to tell my An An, I am good at Gu."

Linglong said the last two words arrogantly, but Zian didn't feel it was inappropriate. Instead, he was deeply fascinated by such unrestrained Linglong.

Linglong leaned over and placed a kiss on Zi'an's forehead, caressing his back with her palm: "Okay, it's getting late, I can't let my An'an starve!"

As she spoke, Linglong let go of Zi'an and said, "An'an, don't let Youxue leave your side in the near future."

Youxue knows everything in the world and can respond to anything it wants to know, including Gu.

Hearing this, Zi'an, who had just stepped out of Linglong's arms, looked at Youxue unconsciously and nodded: "Okay, sister! Let's go, sister, I'll take you down. It's a good opportunity for me to get familiar with the bookstore and see if there is anything that needs to be changed."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Linglong up and walked out. At this time, Youxue also put her arm around Zi'an's wrist.

Linglong took advantage of the situation and said as she walked, "Okay, wait until I come back, I'll help An An."

When passing by the round table, Linglong put the travel notes on the table into the space.

……

As Zi'an walked into the front hall, he saw the slaves talking in the hall.

Seeing this, Zian frowned in displeasure.

It was just as Wang Da said, there were no rules at all. If it weren't for Linglong, these slaves would have been beaten to death or starved to death.

Mu Nian was the first to notice someone coming in. She turned her head and saw their new master walking towards them being led by a young man.