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

Looking at the rag in her hand, Linglong fell silent.

The quality is not good.

But my behavior now is becoming less and less like myself.

Linglong's action not only scared Zi'an, but also stunned Youxue at the table.

Looking at the boy's inner shirt stained red on his back, Linglong threw away the rag in her hand and stood up.

With the sound of splashing water, Linglong supported herself on the edge of the tub with one hand, turned over and jumped out of the tub. With the other hand, she grabbed the clothes on the bed and quickly put them on herself. Her hands flew around and she tied a simple knot around her waist.

Zi'an's ears turned red when he heard the voice behind him.

Linglong came behind Zi'an, raised her hand and made another hissing sound.

Zi'an's entire back was exposed to Linglong.

Youxue couldn't bear to watch it anymore and swam out of the room.

Doesn't the master have to be responsible for his actions in this world?

Its inheritance, after using spiritual power to save Zi'an, the relevant information of this world appeared in its sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, Zi'an was already frightened by Linglong's action. It was not until he felt a cool sensation on his back that he came back to his senses.

Zi'an blushed and stammered, "Sister Ling, what are you doing?"

Linglong replied calmly: "Apply the medicine."

Looking at the bruises on the boy's back, Linglong's brows furrowed even deeper.

But the birthmark of this little boy is quite special. There is a pink four-leaf clover pattern on his right waist.

When Zi'an heard this, the corners of his lips twitched violently.

What would Linglong do if she knew that he was going to marry her just because he saw her body?

"Don't think too much. You are just my patient now, that's all."

Zi'an... Linglong must be able to read minds.

While I was still daydreaming, a soft piece of clothing stuck to my back.

"Go back and change your clothes. I'll give you a new one another day."

Zi'an glanced at the familiar clothes and swallowed. Wasn't this the outer shirt he had just given to Linglong? Could it be that Linglong was only wearing an inner shirt?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zian's face turned even redder. Now, all they had left was to get married.

"What are you thinking about? Go change your clothes and cook, and remember to carry the oil lamp with you when you go out." Afraid that the boy would say something else, Linglong added, "My eyes are fine."

Zian...

How come he didn't realize that a quiet person could speak so bluntly!

"Yes, Sister Linglong."

After he finished speaking, he pulled his clothes tighter, picked up the lit oil lamp on the table, and left the exquisite room.

"What happened while I was away?"

Watching the boy's disappearing back, Linglong withdrew her gaze, walked slowly towards the closet, and used her mental power to ask Youxue outside the window.

"Master, it's nothing serious. It's just that little brother Zi'an sat at the kitchen door and cried for a long time after you left."

Linglong paused and turned her head to look at the dark courtyard.

In Linglong's eyes, the yard at this moment was no different from during the day.

As long as her special ability is there, she can see at night.

"Youxue, in your inheritance, are there things about this world?"

Youxue, who swam in from the window, responded, "Yes, Master. When my spiritual power came into contact with little brother Zi'an, many more images appeared in my mind."

Linglong opened the closet, took out a new coat and put it on, then asked leisurely, "Well, then why do you call Zi'an, little brother?"

"Because in the tradition, those younger than the master are called sister. Since I am younger than Zi'an, I should call him little brother."

Well, there's nothing wrong with that.

"So, how old are you?"

After putting on her clothes, Linglong found that the wardrobe was a little crooked. She reached out to move it, but it didn't move.

His eyes moved slightly, there was something behind the closet.

Linglong took a hairband from the space, tied up her waist-length wet hair, and looked sideways at the back of the closet.

"Master, I have been asleep for ten thousand years. This is the first time I have woken up. I can't remember exactly how old I am."

Linglong, who was moving the wardrobe, heard this with a complicated look in her eyes, "Youxue, you should just call him Zi'an."

She was afraid that the little thing would cry too much and shorten the boy's life.

Youxue bit her tail, turned around and responded, "Okay, Master."

At this time, Linglong also saw clearly that behind the wardrobe, there was a protruding piece of soil blocking the wardrobe.

Seeing this, Linglong grabbed the edge of the wardrobe with both hands and pulled it forward.

He stopped only when he got to the back of the closet enough for her to enter.

He half squatted down, looked at the protruding clod of earth, and reached out to push it in.

As a result, there was a muffled sound from the gong.

Linglong raised her eyebrows and probed with her mental power. There was actually something in there.

Now that her ability has recovered to the third level, she can only detect that there is something inside, but cannot find out what is inside.

He scraped off the clod of earth and reached his hand inside, revealing a brocade-wrapped box.

Take out the box, a piece of fine black and purple brocade, wrapped in a rectangular wooden box about thirty centimeters in size.

"Sister Linglong, clothes... Hey, Sister Linglong, what are you doing there?"

Linglong, who heard the voice, put the box in her hand into the space, picked up the soil on the ground again, and stuffed it back into the hole.

"There's a loose lump of soil here. I'll push it in." After saying that, Linglong clapped her hands and stood up.

Zi'an nodded obediently and replied, "Oh, Sister Linglong, I'll wash the clothes and bring them to you tomorrow."

After returning the cabinet to its original position, Linglong turned around and looked at the young man who was approaching with two oil lamps. "No need, the clothes are still clean, bring them here."

Linglong's turning around made Zi'an blush and his heart beat faster again, and he forgot what he was going to say.

Because Linglong's inner shirt was casually tied into a knot, after that movement, the collarbone under Linglong's neck was exposed.

Linglong's behavior was considered dissolute in this feudal society.

Zi'an quickly lowered his head and turned around: "Sister, sister, please dress properly and be careful not to catch a cold."

After saying this, he put the extra oil lamp in his hand on the table, turned around and walked quickly outside.

Linglong... Is she cold? I still feel hot.

Linglong, who was confused, turned her head to look at Youxue on the table.

Youxue tried hard to hold back her laughter, but felt her master's cold gaze and instantly stood up straight: "Master, what can I do for you?"

It is really afraid that its master will suddenly kill the beast. Guardian beasts like them will only be killed by their masters if they are useless or disliked by their masters.

"What are you laughing at?" Linglong took a step towards the bathtub.

Youxue asked in a complicated tone: "Master, do you really understand this world?"

“Isn’t it just an imaginary dynasty dominated by women?” He bent down, held the edge of the bathtub with both hands, and lifted the bathtub up with ease.

Youxue...

As expected, the master is the master.

Linglong paused halfway through her walk, and returned to the house holding the bathtub. "You mean, there are many other worlds besides this one?"

Youxue...

Master, can you please put the bathtub down first? Our son An will be scared again when he sees it.

"Yes, Master. The Great Desolation Realm has no end in sight. It is made up of many small particles, and these particles are small worlds."

Linglong nodded and asked, "So, is my past also included in your heritage?"

Linglong said this, and carried the bathtub out of the house.

"Yes, because the inheritance will also show everything the master wants me to know in my sea of ​​consciousness."

"Ah."