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

Linglong went to the largest restaurant in Qingshan Town, packed some food, listened to some gossip, and then went to the bookstore.

The last group of people she had left behind in the dark followed closely. For this reason, Linglong's eyebrows showed displeasure. If it weren't for the fact that she still had some use for them, she really wanted to get rid of them all.

When Linglong turned a corner, she once again used her lightness skills to escape the opponent's tracking range.

Several shadowy men in black appeared where Linglong disappeared.

The woman in the front wearing a silver mask looked at the bustling brothel not far away with her eyes spitting fire, "Is this the sickly girl you are talking about?"

He got rid of the second-ranked killer on their assassination list three times. Is this called a sickly person?

A masked woman behind him said, "Young Master, the most important thing now is to find our assassination target."

Snapped……

"Waste, did I ask you to speak?"

The loud slap caught the person who was speaking off guard. He staggered and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

The few people who followed looked at the scene with disapproval, but due to the other party's identity, they ended up saying nothing.

The woman shook her hurt hand, and seeing that people dared not speak out in anger, she looked at them with disdain, "Why don't you go check it out quickly?"

Several people responded in unison: "Yes, Young Master."

After they finished speaking, they disappeared from the spot.

What no one saw was that murderous intent flashed across the lowered eyes of the man who had just been beaten.

The woman looked at the direction where the men disappeared with contempt, and spat out two words from her thin lips: "Trash."

On a nearby rooftop, Linglong, who had watched the show with a calm expression, turned around and flew towards the bookstore.

Linglong, who had just landed in the garden at the backyard of the bookstore, looked up and saw Zi'an standing in a pavilion with a man not far away.

Zi'an, who was listening to Hong Yu's story about Lingdu with little interest, noticed that Youxue on his wrist moved. His eyes lit up and he looked up, meeting the exquisite and cold glass eyes.

"what happened?"

The clear and familiar aroma of medicine came along with the elegant voice. Zi'an came back to his senses and saw a dark and stern figure in front of him.

Zi'an curved his eyebrows, lunged forward, and hung his whole body on Linglong.

"Sister, you are finally back. An An missed you so much."

Hong Yu, who was still some distance away from Li An, was stunned. Firstly, because of the appearance of the woman in front of her, and secondly, because of the change in her son's attitude, which went from arrogant and unruly to dependent and gentle without any difference.

Linglong held the food box in one hand and supported Zi'an's waist with the other hand. She said in a clear voice, "Well, I miss An'an too. You must be hungry. Let's go back to the room and eat."

Zi'an rubbed her delicate and smooth neck, took a deep breath of the fragrance, nodded and replied softly, "Okay."

"Master, let me bring it up."

A gentle male voice sounded at this time.

Upon hearing this, Zi'an was the first to step away from Linglong. He lowered his eyes, and when he saw the food box in Linglong's hand, he became annoyed.

"Sister, let me do it." As he said that, he was about to reach out to take the food box!

As a result, Linglong naturally avoided it.

"No, it's very light."

Zi'an reluctantly put down his hand, thinking of Hongyu, he turned sideways and introduced her: "Hongyu, this is the master you will be loyal to in the future."

Hong Yu knelt down and saluted Linglong politely, calling her respectfully, "Master."

Zi'an ignored him, staring at Linglong unwillingly, and introduced her softly, "Sister, this is my former personal servant. You can just call her Hongyu."

Linglong glanced at Hongyu and said calmly, "Go down."

"Yes, Master." Hong Yu responded respectfully, lowered her head, stood up, took a few steps back, and turned to walk to the other side.

Linglong held Zi'an's hand and said softly, "An'an, go back to your room."

As she spoke, Linglong had already taken Zian's hand, but the cold touch made Linglong frown, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Zi'an held Linglong's hand tightly and said, "Thanks to my sister's care, I'm much better now."

When he fell into the water when he was a child, the cold air entered his body. His periods did not start until he was 15 years old, and every time they came he was so painful that his whole body was cold and weak, not to mention that he was later struck by ice pain, which meant that every time his period came he was almost dead.

Now Linglong helps him detoxify and regulate his body, and the situation has improved a lot.

Hearing this, Linglong thought of the serious hidden injuries Zi'an had suffered before she came. Her heart began to ache uncontrollably, and at the same time, a sense of hostility spread from the bottom of her heart.

"Master, calm down. If you lose control, you will hurt your husband."

After the master's seven emotions and six desires were awakened, the master's violent temper also became increasingly severe! If he didn't find the God's messenger to get the Soul-Suppressing Pearl to suppress it, I'm afraid the master's murderous anger would be more serious than in his previous life, and even become hidden. In this case, the world will be in constant war.

But it can't say these words now, because there are rules restricting it.

Youxue's panicked baby voice rang in her mind, and the word "husband" soothed the anger that was rising in Linglong's heart.

Linglong's calm face did not change. She responded to Youxue with her consciousness and looked at Zi'an, "Go back. When An'an's body recovers, this situation will not happen again."

As he spoke, he took Zi'an's hand and followed him towards the private room.

Zi'an nodded absentmindedly. He had noticed Linglong's change of mood just now. But when he wanted to ask Linglong, Xiaoxue'er had already climbed on top of Linglong, and at that moment, Linglong's fluctuating emotions had been completely restrained, as if what he had just discovered was just an illusion.

But since he was a child, he has always believed that his intuition will not be wrong, especially when it comes to Linglong, whom he cares about.

Linglong noticed that Zi'an was in a bad mood and knew that he had noticed it, but she didn't know what her situation was yet, so she could only pretend that she didn't notice.

Arriving at the private room, he pulled Zi'an to sit on the round stool in front of the table, set out the sumptuous dishes, and said in a clear voice, "An'an, try these dishes and see if they taste good."

Zi'an, who was offering a hand to help, looked at the familiar dishes and said softly, "Sister, are these dishes from Delicious House?"

Not a question but an affirmation.

Linglong handed a pair of chopsticks to Zi'an and sat next to him.

"Ah."

Linglong responded, raised her hand and picked up a piece of sweet and sour fish with chopsticks and put it in Zi'an's bowl, saying: "It seems that An'an has eaten the food of this delicious house, so An'an, please comment on the four dishes on the table."

Linglong was not satisfied with the four dishes on the table.

A plate of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, a plate of sweet and sour fish, a plate of crystal shrimp dumplings, and a plate of vegetarian cabbage were the only acceptable things she saw in the restaurant.

Habits would not make her picky about food, as long as it was food, she would eat it, but this was only a habit during the apocalypse! Before the apocalypse, she was very picky about food, and would not eat anything that did not look good or taste good.