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

Seeing his mother, who usually obeyed him, hitting him, he shouted, "Why did you hit me, mother?"

Li Xidai looked at the palm print on his daughter's face and rubbed his fingers with heartache, but when he thought that he had been tricked, he became furious.

He looked at her and scolded her: "Li Feiyan, didn't I tell you to stay in the county government?"

She knew very well what kind of person her daughter was.

Thinking that the empress might be in Qingshan Town, her neck felt cold and she felt that something big was about to happen.

After hearing this, Li Feiyan, who was still angry, dodged with a guilty look, "Mother, I just went out to get familiar with Qingshan Town. After all, I will live here for a long time, right?"

Li Xidai sighed upon seeing this and said in a serious tone: "Go back to your room and stay well. Don't leave the county government office for the next few days."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and let the troublesome person go.

She had to write back to ask Feng Jun what it meant.

After all, if this person is really the princess, she will definitely threaten King Zhen's position when she returns.

As the study door closed, a dark shadow silently left the county government office.

——??——

The next morning, a breeze quietly broke into the quiet house, disturbing the bamboo green gauze curtains and fluttering gently.

In the deep crimson tent, a soft humming sound was heard. A jade arm covered with red plum blossoms quietly stretched out from the tent. Not long after, a white and slender hand followed and forcefully pulled it in.

The bound person opened his eyes from a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, and was met with a face that looked like a banished immortal without any sense of distance.

At this moment, Zi'an was completely awake. He looked at the woman beside him with obsession, his cheeks slowly getting hot.

He finally became his sister's man. Thinking of what happened last night, his eyes unconsciously fell on Linglong's delicate hand that she placed aside.

The elder sister understood that his body couldn't handle it, so she actually helped him with her hands...

Linglong, who was dozing off with a soft jade in her arms, had to open her eyes facing such a burning gaze.

"Good morning, be good."

A cold voice with a hint of hoarseness in laziness sounded.

Zi'an's ears numbed and he came back to his senses instantly. He raised his eyes and met a pair of gentle and doting glass eyes.

With a curved eyebrow, a sweet dimple is revealed, and two cute little canine teeth are extremely attractive.

"Good morning, sister."

Her delicate eyes were deep, and her white fingertips brushed across the red plum blossoms on the boy's porcelain-white skin. She asked softly, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Hearing this, Zian blinked and felt his body carefully.

Apart from feeling a little tired and sore, what surprised him was that his physique seemed to have changed. Not only was it much stronger, but there was also a breath that did not seem to be internal force, which was repairing his tired body.

Seeing the confused look in the woman's eyes, he asked doubtfully: "Sister, there is a strange inner force in my body."

Linglong loved the innocent and cute look of the person in her arms. She turned sideways, held up his head with one hand, and put her other hand under the quilt, slowly stroking his graceful body.

"Good boy, don't resist."

As the words fell, a domineering yet gentle force seemed to enter his mind and soothe him.

Soon, an inexplicable joy arose in my heart.

Zi'an sighed and narrowed his eyes. As time passed, a sense of pleasure spread throughout his body. Zi'an came back to his senses, his cheeks flushed, he opened his eyes and panted slightly, looking at the smiling woman in disbelief.

Seeing this, Linglong raised the corners of her lips in a naughty arc, and her slender fingers became more flexible.

With Linglong's control, Zi'an fell deeper and deeper. His whole body went limp and he bit his lower lip instinctively, with tears in his almond-shaped eyes.

Unable to bear it any longer, Zi'an's eyes gradually became blurred and his body instinctively collapsed on the couch.

The rosy red lips were slightly opened, and heavy breathing sounds escaped from them.

As his emotions grew, the fresh fragrance around Zi'an's body was replaced by a sweet and exotic scent.

Smelling the subtle fragrance that made her feel relaxed and comfortable, Linglong narrowed her eyes happily and looked at An An with her eyes gradually darkening.

The jade harp is mysterious and enchanting, the jade lightly plucks the silver strings, and beautiful and pleasant sounds flow out from between the fingers.

"Woo~"

Zi'an groaned, raised his arms impatiently and wrapped them around his beloved's neck.

Close, unfamiliar and eager to get more.

The tails of her delicate and upturned eyes were tinged with red, and her eyes, full of affection, quietly watched the young man's gracefulness.

I feel happy as I watch the person who is gradually brought to happiness by me.

He lowered his head and whispered in the boy's ear, "My dear An, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Zi'an, who was caressing the woman's neck, stopped for a moment when he heard the words. He panted, opened his mouth and lightly bit the woman's seductive collarbone.

Feeling the boy's frustration, Linglong chuckled, collected her consciousness, hugged the gasping boy tighter, and put one hand on the boy's soft neck, again and again, to comfort him.

"Be good, your body can't take it."

After the unbearable feeling faded, Zi'an felt a little lost. When he heard Linglong's words, his cheeks became even more red.

Her lips curled up slightly, and she said softly, "Sister, just bully me."

Linglong comforted Zi'an, her tone gentle: "Well, when An'an gets better, I'll come back for you to bully."

Zi'an glared with his almond-shaped eyes. That's what he said, but who is the one who suffers in this matter?

Fearing that she might annoy the other person, Linglong tactfully changed the subject: "An An, would you like to take a rest?"

Zi'an, still a little tired, thought about papermaking. He distanced himself from Linglong, leaned close to her and pecked her lips, and said softly, "No, I've already found a place and people to make paper for my sister! Zi'an will take you there to have a look."

Seeing the sleepiness in the boy's eyes, Linglong held down the boy who was about to get up.

"It's okay. There's no rush. An An, take a rest first. I'll take care of the things on hand before I go."

Hearing this, Zi'an's slightly clear head turned into a fuzzy mess.

Her tone was soft: "Well, okay, then sister, remember to call me."

As the voice fell, his eyes slowly closed sleepily.

"Yeah." Linglong responded softly with concern, patting the boy's back again and again to coax him to sleep.

The breathing of the person in his arms became long and deep, then he withdrew his hand, helped the boy adjust his sleeping position, and stood up.

She opened the veil and stepped onto the ground barefoot.

A chill came from the soles of her feet. Linglong lowered her eyes and looked at the cold floor, her brows twitching.

He walked out of the room without looking at the three people with unstable breathing in the yard, and went to the side yard.

"Ming Si."

Ming Si, who was hiding in the dark, walked out from the shadows, bowed his head and knelt on one knee in the direction of Linglong: "Greetings, Master."

"Have someone put down a carpet in the room."

Ming Si: "Yes, Master."

After washing up, Linglong returned to the main courtyard. She noticed fluctuations in the space and went to the study next door.

"Palace Master, there are rumors among the people today about a spiritual cultivator."

Linglong, who was sitting behind the desk, stopped writing, looked up, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Chen Bei knelt on the ground with his eyes lowered, and replied respectfully: "The Mortal Continent will be occupied by immortal cultivators, and the powerless people will become straw dogs."

"only this?"