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

Mu Nian was the first to react. He stood up quickly, took Mu Shuang, who was still in shock, and walked quickly out of the pavilion.

Mu Shuang came back to her senses when she was halfway there. The moment she looked up, she saw a woman in black clothes, with half-tied black hair and a stunning appearance, walking slowly towards them.

While Mu Nian was kneeling on the ground, he pulled his brother who was in a daze again.

"Slave, Mu Nian greets the master."

Mu Shuang withdrew his gaze from that noble and unattainable figure, lowered his eyes, knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Slave, Mu Shuang, greets the master."

"rise."

Such a bland word makes it impossible to tell whether the owner is in a good or bad mood.

The two men prostrated themselves on the ground and said in unison, "Thank you, Master."

Linglong walked past the two people, stepped into the pavilion, picked up the account book on the table and started to read it.

After Linglong's imposing figure passed by, Mu Nian tilted his head and looked deeply at his brother who stood up, then stood up as well.

Noticing Mu Nian's gaze, Mu Shuang lowered his eyes calmly and clenched his hands quietly in his sleeves.

Mu Nian didn't look at Mu Shuang. He came to the pavilion, lowered his head, and reported: "Master, in the past two days, Qingshan Town has been covered with portraits of the master and the master. Not only that, there are also underworld forces in the dark looking for the master."

Linglong replied calmly, "Yeah." She turned a page of the account book in her hand and said calmly, "Mu Shuang, go prepare some light meals."

Mu Shuang lowered his eyes and said softly, "Yes, Master."

Delicate fingertips paused, Mu Nian's face changed completely, and he turned his head in disbelief to look at Mu Shuang who was walking away.

"Anything else?"

Mu Nian retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and spoke respectfully: "The bookstore is being renovated according to the master's request. It will be completed in about three days. During this period, people from Qingshan Casino came once, looking for a woman named Liang Qing."

Thinking of the herbs, he continued, “Master, the herbs you requested are no longer available.”

Linglong continued to flip through the book in her hand, "Well, I won't accept it. Go and get busy."

The things recovered from the sky are more than enough to refine the control pills that An An wants.

"Yes, master."

Mu Nian turned around and walked towards the kitchen with a gloomy face.

In the kitchen, Mu Shuang, who was cutting vegetables, looked into the distance with lifeless eyes.

"Mu Shuang."

hiss……

Mu Shuang took a breath, raised his hand and looked at the blood oozing from his fingertips, then turned around with some complaints. When he met his elder sister's gloomy eyes, he was speechless.

Mu Nian came to Mu Shuang, looked into his eyes, and asked, "What do you think of the master?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Mu Shuang's pretty face, but hiding that was not his character.

"I love my master, is it possible that..." is there anything wrong with that?

Snapped……

The last few words were drowned out by the loud slap.

Mu Nian's hands trembled as he looked at Mu Shuang's incredulous eyes and growled sternly, "Lan Ruo, do you know what you are doing?"

Mu Shuang looked at her sister with tears in her eyes. She felt so heartbroken that she couldn't breathe.

The anger that had been suppressed for a long time could no longer be suppressed. He put down his hands that were covering his face, took a step back, and shouted: "What's wrong with me liking someone? If it weren't for your tolerance, would we have fallen to this point?"

After the last sentence was spoken, both people in the kitchen were stunned, and Mu Shuang regretted it.

Everything that is happening now is not what my sister wants. How can I blame everything on her?

"Oh, sister, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Mu Nian looked at her beloved brother and smiled bitterly, "Aruo, you are right. I am too cowardly and trust family affection too much. But, Aruo, it is okay to like someone! It's just that you can't control this person. Moreover, this person is our savior."

He looked at Mu Shuang deeply and said, "Aruo, you are already young. You already know what to do. All you have to do is wait until you don't regret it."

After saying this, Mu Nian left the kitchen.

Looking at his elder sister's back, Mu Shuang knew that he had hurt her heart this time.

She took a deep breath, collected her thoughts, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, washed her hands, and began to concentrate on cooking.

Linglong sat sideways on the porch of the pavilion, threw down the account book in her hand, and started turning the ring on her finger.

The bookstore run by Liang Wenchong was only losing money and never making any profit.

And with this sudden change in the continent, the inheritance of himself and Youxue can just make some money and gain merit at the same time.

Linglong thought it through and stood up: "Someone come here."

A sturdy woman who was standing not far away quickly stepped forward, knelt down in front of Linglong with a plop, and said in a loud voice: "Slave, Mu Zhuo greets the master."

Mu Zhuo was delighted. She could finally help her master. If it weren't for her master, she would have almost starved to death.

Linglong took a step back, keeping a distance of three steps, looked at the sturdy woman, and said in a light voice: "Hand these account books to Butler Mu Nian."

"Yes, master."

There was another loud response. Linglong looked at the woman again and walked away.

Something good must have happened to this person, he's shouting so loudly.

When I returned to the room, the boy on the bed just woke up.

The coldness on Linglong's face softened a little. She walked over quickly, sat down beside the bed, leaned over and asked, "An'an, are you feeling unwell?"

Zi'an stared at the beautiful face in front of him with his misty eyes, raised his hand and touched the cheek which was slightly cool.

"elder sister."

"Ah."

Hearing the boy's hoarse voice, Linglong responded, stood up and poured a cup of warm spiritual spring water, helped the boy up, leaned him against her, and brought the cup close to Zi'an's lips.

"Drink some water to moisten your skin."

Zi'an, feeling exhausted, took a sip of water from Linglong's hand, and his dry throat finally felt better.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt a surge of heat in his lower body and his body froze.

Linglong smelled the blood keenly, and when she saw Zi'an's blushing cheeks, she understood.

"An An, drink some water."

Zi'an moved his sore body uncomfortably, took another sip of water obediently, and looked up: "Sister, I want to take a bath."

Linglong said nothing, put down the cup in her hand, wrapped Zi'an in the quilt, picked him up horizontally, and walked out the door.

"I'll help An An."

These four short words made Zi'an's already red face completely red, and his soft voice stuttered: "Sister, sister, An'an, you can come by yourself."

Linglong didn't stop her steps. She lowered her eyes to look at the delicious person in her arms with an ambiguous expression and said softly, "An'an, it's like the blood in your body has been replaced! Your body is in a state of extreme fatigue. Are you sure you can do it?"

Hearing this, Zi'an was stunned. No wonder he felt so tired when he woke up, as if his internal energy was exhausted and he was extremely tired.

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