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

As he said this, he wanted to reach over Zi'an and pat Linglong's shoulder.

Linglong didn't look at her, but grabbed Zi'an's arm with her backhand and pulled it forward, easily avoiding the hand extended by Song Deqing.

After Zi'an stood still, Linglong stepped sideways and stood between him and Song Deqing.

Linglong let go of Zi'an's hand, lowered her eyes, raised her right hand, and smoothed the wrinkled cuff of her left hand.

She opened her thin lips slightly, and said in a cold voice: "I am Linglong, and I like to do things myself."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes, and Wu Wen's gaze just stared at Song Deqing.

Even though Song Deqing had lived to this age, she had never seen such a ruthless and desireless look.

Linglong's plain words came back to my ears again.

For a moment, she felt that Linglong seemed to know something?

When this thought came to her mind, the hairs on her back stood up instantly.

He clenched the cane in his hand and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Sister Ling, isn't grandma afraid that your body can't take it? Besides, I'm the elder of Taohua Village, and these matters should be handled by an old woman like me. Don't worry, Sister Ling, I will definitely give you justice." After she finished speaking, she turned around, not daring to look Linglong in the face again.

Looking at Song Deqing's flustered back, a hint of sarcasm flashed in her exquisite eyes.

At this time, Zi'an also realized that something was wrong.

Before he could figure it out, he saw Linglong turn around and look at him.

Facing Zi'an's confused eyes, Linglong sighed silently in her heart.

It's too dangerous around me, so I have to get this boy away, at least he can live his life in peace.

Linglong didn't say anything. She withdrew her gaze, walked sideways to the window and opened it.

There were noisy sounds in my ears, and I was thinking about the boy's arrangements in my mind.

Looking at Linglong's back, Zian pursed his lips slightly.

Linglong's look just now made him feel very uneasy.

Zi'an walked behind Linglong and asked in a low voice: "Sister Linglong, are you okay?"

Linglong paused while turning the ring and said in a light voice, "Nothing, go get your medicine."

After hearing this, Zi'an curved his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and replied, "Okay, Sister Linglong."

It turned out that Linglong knew that she didn't apply any medicine.

He suppressed his thoughts and raised his hand to take off his veil.

She lowered her eyes to look at the white handkerchief in her hand, her fingertips stroking the delicately embroidered peony flowers on it.

This peony is so dazzling, what should I do?

After not noticing any movement from Zi'an for a long time, Linglong turned around in confusion.

When he saw the handkerchief in his hand, he was silent.

This was what she showed off in her previous life in her spare time before the end of the world.

I remember that at that time, my grandfather praised himself for his good performance.

Just at this moment, Zi'an looked up and saw a flash of tenderness in Linglong's eyes.

Seeing this, Zi'an's heart skipped a beat and his fingers unconsciously clenched the handkerchief in his palm.

Who on earth embroidered this handkerchief for Linglong?

At this moment, he wished he could have come to this home earlier.

Linglong keenly noticed that Zi'an was in a bad mood and raised her eyes.

When I saw the heartache and confusion in Zi'an's eyes, I understood.

"Why? He's a slave, why should he cover his face?"

A sharp voice broke the silence.

Linglong looked at Zian and spoke coldly, with a hint of alienation: "Go apply the medicine."

When Zi'an heard the voice, he was stunned for a moment.

When he saw the silence in Linglong's eyes, at that moment, he wanted to ask Linglong whose handkerchief this was?

Thinking so, he asked the same question.

"Sister Linglong, whose handkerchief is this?"

This statement was quite bold considering Zi'an's current status.

Linglong's expression remained calm, and her words became even colder. "What does this have to do with you?"

Hearing this, Zian's face turned pale in an instant.

What happened to him? Why did he do such a bold thing? And asked such an impolite question?

But his heart really hurt when he heard these words!

"I'm sorry, Sister Linglong, I overstepped my boundaries."

After saying this, he couldn't stay any longer, so he turned around and ran out.

Linglong followed Zi'an's embarrassed figure with an indifferent gaze, without any emotion in her heart.

Although she had no feelings for love, she had seen Zi'an's eyes like that many times in her previous life, both before and after the end of the world.

If you don't love, don't hurt. This is the truth she learned since childhood.

Besides, the boy is still young, and these things may just be a sudden impulse.

Linglong withdrew her gaze, extended her mental power, and quietly listened to the movements outside.

"Haha... did you see what that lowly slave looked like just now? It must be his master who didn't wear a veil for him, haha... I was saying, how could such a lowly slave still be innocent?"

"That's enough, Wang Le. If you keep making trouble, I will kick you out of Taohua Village."

When Song Deqing finished saying this, he tapped Wang Le with his cane.

After hearing this, Wang Le calmed down and looked at Song Deqing with empty eyes: "Okay, elder, I won't make trouble anymore."

Linglong withdrew her mental strength, and a hint of sarcasm flashed across her eyes.

"Sister Ling, I've taken them away. I'll give you an explanation tomorrow. You should have a good rest."

Song Deqing's voice was heard outside, but Linglong did not respond.

But the speed at which the ring was turning on his fingertips was getting faster and faster.

Do you really think that this will be the end of the incident?

She raised her right hand and spread it out, and two small green insects were twisting in her palm.

Playing Gu with her?!

He's really crawling among a pile of zombies, looking for shit!

stab...

A silver lightning exploded in the palm of his hand, and the two little bugs turned into ashes.

Take out a handkerchief and wipe your right hand carefully.

It seems that this man has something to do with grandma's death.

Throw the handkerchief back into the space and pull out the silver needle from under your armpit.

In an instant, Linglong's complexion regained its rosy color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He turned around and strode out of the house. Just as he was about to step out of the yard, he heard a noise behind him.

"Sister Linglong, where are you going?"

Zi'an's soft, nasal voice sounded behind him.

Linglong didn't look back. "Zi'an, do your duty. When I have time, I will go to the county government to cancel your slavery."

After saying this, he ignored the people behind him and strode towards the mountain.

Zi'an's pale little face turned even paler when he heard Linglong's words.

The bloodless lips pursed slightly, eventually forming a mocking arc.

Rong Zian, no matter where you go, you are the one that no one likes.

After thinking about it, he lowered his eyes and walked towards the kitchen.

But when she was halfway there, she seemed to realize that Linglong's steps were not at all what a weak person should do.

And the direction she was heading was the mountains.

Thinking of this, Zi'an was shocked and turned around to chase after him.

It is already the Shen time (17:00), and it will be dark soon. Linglong is not familiar with the situation in the mountains.

Zi'an became more and more anxious the more he thought about it, and quickened his pace.

At this time, Linglong was standing in front of Wang Ping's grave.

Looking at the small pile of earth in front of her, she had to find out how the old lady died before her body completely decayed.

After thinking about it, Linglong bowed 90 degrees to the small mound in front of her.