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

Mr. Liang said it was a gift, but seeing Miss Wang's character, she would not accept it.

Linglong tapped the table with her fingertips. "Okay, Madam Wang, how much silver do these two houses cost in total?"

"Mr. Liang's villa is 300 taels, and the other one in the town is 90 taels. Do you think it's feasible, young lady?"

Linglong stopped tapping and said calmly, "Okay, is the silver still enough?"

Hearing this, Wang San hurriedly took out the silver bills that were pressed down by the paper, and then took out a large purse from his arms.

Linglong stared at Wang San's chest. It was so bulging, could it really hold so much?

Wang San didn't notice Linglong's eyes. He quickly counted the banknotes and silver, and pushed the rest in Linglong's direction.

"Girl, yesterday there were nine hundred and fifty taels left. After deducting today's three hundred and ninety taels, there are five hundred and sixty taels left."

Linglong pushed the sixty taels of silver back and said, "Madam Wang, this is your introduction fee. I'll trouble you with the house deed next."

As soon as he turned his attention to the portraits on the table, he said, "My Lady, please remember these two portraits and destroy them! After you get the house deeds done, you don't have to send them over. I will look for you."

Wang San carefully memorized the portrait after hearing this, and took the silver without hesitation. The rest of the people put away the papers on the table and said, "Okay, thank you for telling me! But who is the person who renovated the house?"

Linglong picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said calmly: "Tell them to come and find Mu Nian directly."

Wang San stood up and clasped his fists again, "Okay, then I won't bother you anymore."

Linglong nodded: "Mu Nian, see Madam Wang off."

Mu Nian, who had just walked to the door, heard the voice and responded respectfully: "Yes, Master."

After saying that, he carefully opened the door and waited for Wang San to come out.

When Linglong was the only one left in the room, he leaned lazily on the backrest, closed his eyes, and the fingertips of his right hand unconsciously turned the ring on the index finger of his left hand.

There are still too few people. It seems that the formation in Lousha Palace needs to be changed, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with the ensuing troubles.

Familiar footsteps approached, a slight breeze of moisture blew over my face, and gentle inquiries rang in my ears.

"Sister, what are you thinking about?"

The elegant fragrance hits your nose and your body feels soft!

Linglong opened her eyes, lowered them, and looked at the boy nestled in her arms. Her sight passed over the boy's half-dried hair and moved to the new blue satin on his body. Her breathing became heavier as she followed his faintly visible skin.

His eyes darkened, he raised his hands to wrap around the boy's waist, used his internal force to dry the boy's hair, then lowered his head to peck the boy's soft lips.

"Missing my An An, how can it be so tempting!?"

Hearing this, Zi'an blushed, thinking of the food he had brought, and stepped out of Linglong's arms, stood up, put the food he had brought on the table beside him, and said softly, "Sister, have something to eat."

When I picked up the bowl of soup, my attention was drawn to two portraits.

"Sister, is the other one the one you want to disguise yourself?"

He also studied disguise. Linglong had said before that she couldn't disguise herself, and he thought it was true, but today it seemed that it was not true.

Although the two disguised faces look ordinary and cannot be found in a crowd, they look like their own skin and do not have the incongruity of masks. They are also waterproof.

Linglong stood up and took the bowl from Zi'an. "Well, Wang San has already found a yard and architect. They will probably come over soon. I put An'an's drawings and baggage in the private room."

Architect, someone who remodels houses! In such a remote town, no one would call him that. Linglong must have guessed her identity.

Zi'an calmly sat down opposite Linglong, picked up a lotus root meatball with silver chopsticks, and handed it to Linglong's lips: "Well, sister, don't worry, leave the housework to me, sister, eat first."

Linglong opened her mouth and ate the food Zi'an handed to her.

Seeing Linglong's obedient appearance, Zi'an's eyes showed doting: "Sister, aren't you practicing today?"

Linglong took the chopsticks from Zi'an and nodded: "Well, I won't practice for a few days, and you have to stop taking the medicine before. Take this from now on."

As he finished speaking, a snow-white jade bottle appeared on the corner of the table.

Seeing this, Zi'an picked up the jade bottle curiously, pulled out the cork, and a fragrance wafted out from the bottle mouth. The dull pain in his abdomen also disappeared.

Youxue, who was holding Zi'an's wrist, felt unwell when she smelled the scent.

"Master, when will you learn to make pills?"

Youxue's surprised voice suddenly rang in her mind. Linglong ate gracefully, and her consciousness replied with two words: "Last night."

These two light words made Youxue shut herself up.

Zi'an tightened his grip on the jade bottle, and the bottle tilted, revealing three thumb-sized, round brown pills inside.

These three pills are much larger than the ones Linglong gave him before.

Linglong finished the soup and saw Zi'an staring at the pill in a daze. She said, "An'an, this pill is called Yin-Yang Purple Spirit Pill. It can strengthen your physique. Take one pill a day."

When the voice fell, Zi'an took a breath.

Pills, it was actually pills! He actually saw this priceless treasure.

Seeing Zi'an's actions, her delicate eyes showed confusion.

Noticing Linglong's gaze, Zian put the cork back in the bottle and carefully placed the bottle on the table.

"Sister, I can't have this."

Linglong had already finished the food that Zian had brought. Upon hearing this, she put down her silver chopsticks, picked up the tea she had been using to rinse her mouth, took out a handkerchief to wipe her mouth, raised her eyes and asked, "Why?"

Zi'an pursed his lips and said, "Sister, the elixir is rare and precious, I can't take it."

Hearing this, Linglong frowned. Isn't it true that only medicine powder is circulated in this world, and pills are rare? How come there are also elixirs now?

Seeing Linglong frowning with doubt, he hurriedly explained: "Twenty years ago, Dongyun Country produced an elixir that can prolong life. It is said that those who take this elixir can stay young forever and prolong their lifespan. At that time, talents from all walks of life were scrambling for this elixir. Later, someone broke the rules of Dongyun Country, causing the palace master of Dongyun Country to be furious and close the only entrance to Dongyun Country."

Linglong's fingers, which were stroking the ring, paused. What exactly happened in her father's country, Dongyun Country, twenty years ago?

Seeing that Linglong had been silent, Zian thought that Linglong was angry, so he stood up and walked to Linglong, pulling the corner of her clothes: "Sister."

Linglong came back to her senses, took Zi'an's hand and held him in her arms.

"An An, just eat it. I made this medicine. Don't mind it."

Zi'an was stunned when he heard the words and looked at the gorgeous woman in front of him. He swallowed and said with difficulty: "Sister, please say it again. I'm afraid I might be hallucinating."

Pills cannot be made by ordinary pharmacists, otherwise there would not have been only one alchemist in Dongyun for hundreds of years.

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