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

Looking at Zi'an's silly and cute look, Linglong curved her lower lip and raised her hand to pinch Zi'an's fleshy cheek: "I made this medicine, An'an, just relax and eat it! And..."

As soon as he stopped talking, he leaned closer to the boy, looked at Zi'an seriously, and said solemnly: "You are my most important treasure."

Zi'an stared at Linglong in a daze, the cold words that echoed in his ears replaying in his mind over and over again.

There were people who treated him like a treasure before, but his father had left him forever. He thought no one would treat him well anymore until he met Linglong and Grandma.

Her delicate fingertips brushed across the boy's warm cheek, and her tone softened, "Why are you crying again?"

Zi'an came back to his senses, sniffed, raised his fingertips to touch the wet corners of his eyes, and rubbed them with his fingertips. It turned out that she was really crying.

He raised his eyes and met Linglong's worried eyes. He felt embarrassed for a moment and snuggled into the woman's arms.

"Sister, how can you be so nice?"

Linglong opened her mouth to say something, but her spiritual power saw Hongyu coming back and changed the subject: "An'an, now there are only three people who know about our disguise: Mu Nian, Mu Shuang, and Wang San."

As she spoke, Linglong had a small black bottle in her hand, and her fingertips brushed across Zi'an's smooth skin: "This is the antidote. If you don't want to change your appearance, dissolve it all in water and wash the medicine off your face, and you can restore your original appearance."

Zi'an took the medicine bottle from Linglong and nodded: "Zi'an can save it."

Linglong held Zi'an and sat up straight: "An'an, Mu Nian and Mu Shuang will take care of you from now on. Here are the pills for your leg injury."

When you are at the end of your rope, the lamplighter is the most heartbreaking! In this way, Mu Nian can be loyal to An An for a long time.

Zi'an, who knew Linglong's intention, played with the medicine bottle in his hand and asked the question in his mind: "Mu Nian is good at fighting, so it's understandable for my sister to take her in! But what does my sister like about Mu Shuang?"

It's not something that should be kind.

Hearing the unhappiness in Zi'an's tone, Linglong raised her eyebrows, put Zi'an on the couch, stood up and leaned over to hook the boy's chin, "An'an, are you jealous?"

Zi'an's body stiffened, his eyes wandering, "No way."

He would not be stupid enough to admit this in front of Linglong, but the clean-faced Mu Shuang was really very beautiful, and it would be an understatement to say that she was as gentle as an orchid.

Seeing this, Linglong suddenly smiled, "My An An is so cute."

After saying this, he let go of the dazed boy, stood up, walked to the side, took out a bottle of medicine and started applying it on his face bit by bit.

Hearing Linglong's laughter, Zi'an started to become infatuated with her again.

"An An, Mu Shuang is good at medicine and poison. I can feel more at ease when he is by your side when I am not around."

After all, Youxue is just a beast, and there are some things she can't help Anan with.

Hearing this, Zi'an was surprised. How did Linglong find out that Mu Shuang knew medicine?

As if she knew what Zi'an was thinking, Linglong finished applying the potion and looked at Zi'an: "Because, except for the wounds on the feet and the Gu, the rest of the injuries on Mu Nian and his sister were caused by applying the medicine."

Seeing Linglong's ordinary face, she still had a noble temperament. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Sister, I find that no matter what you look like, you are still beautiful."

Linglong reluctantly stepped forward and pinched Zi'an's smooth cheek, then placed the porcelain bottle on the table in Zi'an's hand and said in a clear voice, "Adjust your state, Ah Jin, your little servant is coming to see you in a hurry."

Zi'an blinked, "Sister, is A-Jin the new name for this look?"

Linglong put the extra things on the table into the space. Before she could say anything, Mu Nian's voice came from outside: "Miss A Wu, the carriage is ready."

Meeting Zi'an's understanding gaze, she curled her lips, bent down and kissed Zi'an's lips, "My An'an, wait for me at home obediently today."

Zi'an nodded and opened his mouth to say something, but he felt something cold in his hand. He lowered his eyes and saw that it was a green jade bottle. His hand trembled.

"Sister, this isn't a pill, is it?"

Linglong poured a cup of tea and handed it to the boy: "Well, this is for Youxue."

Zi'an was shocked that such a precious elixir was actually given to a little pet.

When Youxue, who was wrapped around Zi'an's wrist, heard what was said, she happily crawled from under Zi'an's sleeve to his hand holding the medicine bottle.

The moment she saw Youxue, Linglong heard her happy little voice in her consciousness: "Master, Master, I have it too, thank you Master."

Seeing this, Zi'an chuckled and opened the bottle. When he saw the bottle full of white pills the size of soybeans, he was silent. Suddenly, he felt jealous and pouted, "My sister is as good to a little pet as I am."

Linglong was slightly startled when she heard that. Seeing Zi'an's awkward look, two words suddenly came to her mind: jealous.

After thinking about it, the tenderness in her delicate eyes deepened, "These are the pills I tried, they don't look good."

Youxue, who was lying on the mouth of the medicine bottle to absorb spiritual energy, was stunned when she heard this.

Master, are you so casual? However, if it doesn't look good, then it doesn't look good! Beast Spirit Pill, even if it is a pill of a high-level plane, it needs a pill master to refine it. The master has been good enough to it.

Zi'an was stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing. He was also crazy for being jealous of a little pet.

"Okay, sister, be careful when you are out there."

Linglong took out a hairband from the space and tied up the boy's loose hair. She said softly, "Well, remember, let Youxue find me if you have any problems."

"Okay, Zi'an will save it." Zi'an nodded and stood up: "Sister, I'll take you there."

Linglong did not refuse and walked out while giving instructions to Zi'an.

When Mu Nian saw someone coming out, he bowed his head and called out respectfully, "Miss A Wu, Miss A Jin."

Zi'an was startled when he heard the name, and then he realized that Linglong had disguised him as a woman.

Linglong nodded, her eyes coldly swept over the people standing outside the door, and finally fixed her gaze on Hong Yu behind the crowd. She said indifferently: "Your master will temporarily hand you over to me and my sister. If you have any problems in the future, you can contact us directly through Mu Nian."

After hearing this, the slaves called by Mu Nian responded in unison: "Yes, Miss."

Hong Yu, who was originally looking at Linglong and the other person, suddenly met Linglong's gaze, her face turned pale, she quickly lowered her head, and her back subconsciously tensed up.

This person's sensitivity is so sharp.

Seeing this, Linglong withdrew her gaze coldly and looked at the person next to her. Her eyes suddenly became gentle, "Wait for me."

Zi'an suppressed his reluctance and used a breath to change his voice. The female voice responded, "Okay, sister."

The young boy raised his eyes slightly, and he knew a lot. He raised his hand, smoothed the hair of the person next to him, winked at Mu Nian, and strode past the crowd.

Mu Nian lowered his head slightly and waved his hand after Linglong left. The slaves who came retreated in an orderly manner. Only Hong Yu, Mu Nian, Mu Shuang and Zi'an were left.