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

"Master, this box is highly poisonous."

Youxue raised its snake head and looked towards its master, only to see that its master was looking at the young boy Chen Bei with an indescribable expression.

It was only later that it realized that this thing was sent by the young boy Chen Bei.

Linglong threw a pill to Chen Bei: "You knew it was different, but you still touched it."

Did he think that he would be safe with her? If this guy hadn't been tempered and had spiritual power to protect him, he would have been poisoned long ago.

Chen Bei realized the seriousness of the situation and put the pill into his mouth. He put the topaz letter in his arms on the table, took a few steps back, and knelt on one knee.

"Master, I was careless."

Linglong turned the ring on her fingertips, "If you are not an expert in poison, you can't detect this poison."

His eyes fell on the jade paper on the table, "Ming Si, sort out the matters that need to be handled by me and put them in the study tonight."

"Your command, Palace Master."

Linglong leaned back lazily, and said in a cold voice: "Go down."

"Yes, Hall Master."

The study returned to silence, and Linglong's indifferent voice rang out: "The one who came today must be an honored guest! You don't have to be a gentleman on the beam."

A man in red clothes and a half-silver mask on his face appeared in the study, looking at Linglong with burning eyes.

Before Linglong could say anything, the man in red raised both hands, clenched his left fist with the thumb pointing upward, and clasped his left hand with his right palm. He knelt on one knee, bowed his head, and said respectfully: "I am Kunge, Kun, and I am here to see the young palace master."

Linglong was very familiar with the inner breath of the person who came. He was the person who helped her behind the scenes of Yunxiao Pawnshop when she went to Jiyang.

"Are you here to deliver the herbs?"

He Cheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the young palace master did not refuse. He was really afraid that the young palace master would kick him out.

But he really didn't expect that the palace master would give birth to twins.

"Yes, little palace master."

Linglong turned the ring on her finger, and the study door was pushed open. A woman in a red dress strode into the study, knelt on one knee, and said in a cold and respectful tone: "Your subordinate Mingyi, I pay my respects to the master."

Looking at the person coming, Linglong said calmly: "Take the Pavilion Master of Kun Pavilion to store the medicinal materials."

"Yes, master."

Seeing that Linglong was chasing people away, Kun's excited mood seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water. He took out a small brocade box from his arms, held it in his palm and raised it.

"Young Palace Master, Young Master and Si Master have been held up by some matters and will be back in a few days. This is a gift from Si Master.

The woman in red stood up, took out a handkerchief from her arms, put it on her hands, carefully picked up the box, and placed it on the table in front of Linglong with both hands.

"Yeah." Thinking of Ping An, his eyes moved slightly, and he asked calmly: "Is the young master okay?"

He Cheng said respectfully: "The young master is fine, young palace master, don't worry."

"Well, the Qingxin Pill will be given to you in the evening."

He Cheng was excited, but he did not lose his manners and said respectfully, "Yes, Little Palace Master."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared silently on the spot.

After the study returned to silence, Linglong's figure disappeared in the study.

Mausoleum city, imperial palace, and observatory.

A group of people stood on the altar, with a silver-haired man standing at the head holding a star compass.

"Respected Master, how is it? Can this observatory be repaired?"

The woman in a round-necked dark green robe bowed and asked the silver-haired man in the front.

"It can be repaired, but it will take ten years."

An ethereal and distant voice sounded slowly.

The woman's brows were furrowed with worry, and they furrowed even more. "Master Sizhu, will that affect the country's destiny?"

Kong Qi handed the compass in his hand to the little boy beside him: "No, Dong Yun came here this time for this matter."

He took the handkerchief handed over by the child and wiped his fingers, "Her Majesty the Queen of Nanling, where is she now?"

Hearing that it would not have any impact, the woman's brows relaxed a little and she cupped her hands, "Your Majesty is in the Imperial Study. Sir, are you going over now? I will go and prepare the sedan chair."

Kong Qi: "No need, Her Majesty the Empress is busy, I'll go there tomorrow. Thank you for the sacrifice to Nanling."

The woman bowed again and said, "No trouble, I will take you down to rest."

Kong Qi straightened his sleeves and said, "No need, the Nanling priest can just find someone to take us there."

"Yes, Master Si, I will go down and arrange it right away."

"Master Sizhu, are you so afraid that I will kill Empress Nanling?" A soft voice sounded beside Kong Qi.

The accompanying children dispersed as if nothing had happened and kept watch for Kong Qi and their new young master.

Ping'an, wearing a hat, appeared behind Kong Qi.

Kong Qi reluctantly turned around and bowed to Ping An, "Young Master, the young palace master is getting married today! Have you ever thought about why we are still here?"

Ping An, who was wearing a hat, said without any change in expression, "Isn't it that your Lordship is compassionate to the world?"

Kong Qi sighed: "Young Master, now it's not just Lingdu, but all the countries. Although the surface is calm, the situation is turbulent in the dark. Once it is exposed, there will be blood and rain."

Peace and silence...

The mysterious princess who is now being told in Lingdu is undoubtedly Ajie. If all this really happens, whether it is good or bad, it will all be blamed on Ajie.

A sister can still handle a country and a continent, but what about the mortal realm? !

Kong Qi straightened Ping An's hat that was messed up by the wind, and said in a calm tone, "Young Master, the temple was created for the young palace master. You were originally the young palace master's companion god, but due to various reasons, you lost your main soul. Now that your main soul has returned, what we need to do is to assist you, not to be a burden."

Ping'an's heart sank and bitterness spread in his heart.

Is this really the case? He subconsciously placed his palm on his heart, but he could sense from his pounding heart that his sister did not treat him as a sacrifice.

Taking a few deep breaths, Ping An noticed the sound of approaching footsteps and said calmly, "Deal with the matter at hand as soon as possible."

Kong Qi smiled, his face like a banished immortal, bright and clear, he raised his hand and saluted: "Yes, young master."

At the hour of Hai, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Linglong finished the work at hand, looked up at the courtyard illuminated by the moonlight, and asked calmly: "Master, have you rested?"

The slender fingertips pinched the center of the eyebrows.

Ming Yi, who was waiting to add tea, said in a cold voice: "My Lord, no."

Linglong paused slightly and stood up.

"Go down."

Ming Yi bent down: "Yes."

After he finished speaking, the man disappeared from the spot.

Passing through the corridor lit by red lanterns, Linglong soon arrived at the small kitchen in the main courtyard.

Not long after, Linglong came to the gate of the courtyard carrying a tray in her hands.

Mu Nian, who was guarding outside the door, bowed silently and pushed the door open.

A thin cloud of smoke rose up as Linglong stepped into the room and walked into the inner room.

The young man fell asleep leaning on the couch with a book in his hands.

Ming Si, who was standing aside, was covering the young man with a thin blanket.

He noticed something, tilted his head, and when he saw it was his master, he bowed silently.

"Go back."

Ming Si bowed and stepped back.

He placed the tray on the table and picked up the book from the boy's hand.

When he saw clearly that it was written as a formation, his brows furrowed slightly.