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

Linglong smiled helplessly, let go of Zi'an, and led him into the house.

"Okay, my bad."

When he passed Ping An who was still kneeling, he said, "Get up. Stop kneeling all the time. I don't like it."

Ping An knelt down and bowed his head, "Yes, sister."

"An An heard everything. What do you think of what A-di said?"

After Zi'an sat down, Linglong picked up the teapot, poured him a cup of hot tea.

Zi'an took the teacup, held it in both hands, looked up at Linglong, and said softly: "Wife, An'an chooses to stay in Lingdu and wait for you."

He didn't want his wife to get hurt, so staying in Lingdu was the best option.

The gentleness between her delicate eyebrows faded a little, she lowered her eyes to look at the delicate and proud boy in front of her, and asked softly: "Have you thought about it?"

Zi'an tightened his grip on the cup and nodded, "I've thought about it."

Linglong didn't say anything, just looked at Zian quietly.

The atmosphere became tense at this moment.

Ping An was worried that his elder sister would be angry with his brother-in-law, so he quickly said, "Sister, I will stay in Nanling and stay by my brother-in-law's side, don't worry."

Linglong rubbed Zi'an's forehead and finally agreed.

"can."

He sat down next to Zi'an and handed the gift sent by the master of Kun Pavilion to Zi'an.

"Keep this."

Zi'an put down the teacup in his hand, took the box, opened it, looked at the exquisite jade whistle inside, and murmured, "Beast Taming Whistle."

Linglong took a sip of the tea beside her, "As expected, you are an expert in music, An An. This is the whistle for contacting Hai Dong Qing. An An may be able to use it."

Zian closed the lid somewhat embarrassedly.

Linglong stood up, rubbed Zi'an's forehead reluctantly, and said softly: "Give me three days before leaving."

Hearing this, Zi'an's eyes were sore, he sniffed, and nodded heavily: "Okay."

"Chat with A-di for a while and then go to rest. I'm going to the study."

"Yeah." Zi'an responded with a nasal tone.

Linglong looked at Ping An who stood up and nodded: "Go to bed early."

Ping An bowed, "Yes, sister."

After Linglong left, Zi'an looked at Mu Fanyou, who looked almost exactly like Linglong.

Different from Linglong's coldness, Mu Fanyou is as warm as white jade, friendly and eye-catching.

Ping An was also observing Zi An. His deceptively soft and obedient appearance was revealed in his clear yet cunning almond-shaped eyes.

"Fanyou, will something happen to my sister?"

A soft voice asked calmly.

He really wanted to ask whether his sister would die, but he didn't dare.

Ping An walked slowly to Zi'an, half-knelt on the ground, and looked at Zi'an.

Zi'an was startled and put the box into the space. When he reached out to support Ping'an, he was stopped by him.

Ping An held Zi An's wrists with both hands and said firmly, "Brother-in-law, nothing will happen to my sister. In the next period of time, Ping An will protect you with his life."

Knowing that the person in front of him had misunderstood, Zi'an nimbly grabbed Ping'an's arm with his backhand and helped him up.

"Peace, word?"

Ping An was surprised at Zi'an's actions.

I didn't expect that this well-behaved brother-in-law is so good at martial arts.

"Yes, brother-in-law."

Zi'an let go of Ping'an and said, "Sit down, let's have a good chat."

Ping'an was very happy and sat in the seat in front of Linglong.

After Ping An sat down, Zi An asked: "Ping An, under what circumstances would a person have memory disorder, similar to the memory of a previous life?"

Ping An looked at Zi An for a while, and his hazy emotions began to become clear. He murmured, "When the laws of space are disordered."

He finally understood why there was a double image on his brother-in-law's life star. His brother-in-law had the memory of the disordered laws of space.

Zian doesn’t understand what the law of space is for the time being!

But he knew that what he saw in his dream was real. So Wang Le was the one who knew what would happen after his death, so Wang Le could not die for the time being.

The two chatted casually for a few minutes, and Zi'an returned to the yard.

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As the night deepens, the stars become dark.

Linglong returned to the yard feeling cold.

He pulled aside the layers of curtains and looked at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, his brows softened.

After he warmed up, he got on the couch.

A smooth arm came up at this time. Linglong, who was lying down, tilted her head and looked at the boy who was approaching unconsciously. The corners of her lips curved up, and she gently held him in her arms, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The two days passed quickly and were very busy as the day and night changed. Zi'an hardly saw Linglong during those two days.

Ping'an looked at his brother-in-law who was absent-mindedly playing with the soul-calming bead, and put the cooked sweet soup in his hand next to Zi'an.

"Brother-in-law, you've been busy all day, eat something."

Two days after the bookstore opened, the number of people coming exceeded expectations.

When Zi'an heard Ping'an's voice, he looked up at Ping'an, who was wearing a veil.

"Isn't my wife back yet?"

Ping An had no choice but to sit on the other side of Zi An, looking down at the long queues of people and dignitaries on the street below.

Putting a stack of cakes in front of Zi'an, he said softly, "Replying to my brother-in-law, no, but it will be soon."

My elder sister really dotes on her brother-in-law. In just two days, she had arranged almost everything along the way to Lingdu.

Zi'an picked up a piece of cake, glared at Ping'an, and pushed the cake on the plate toward Ping'an: "I told you, there's no need to be so polite between you and me."

Ping An took off her veil, smiled and nodded, picked up a piece of cake and took a bite.

The pastry is not too sweet, has a fruity aroma, and is soft, glutinous and chewy.

Ping An's eyes lit up.

Zi'an swallowed the cake in his mouth and chuckled: "You have similar preferences to my sister."

Ping An blinked his eyes and said softly, "It's different. I'm greedy, but Sister isn't."

Perhaps because he had stayed in the mountains for too long, he always loved these exquisite snacks.

Zi'an nodded in agreement: "That's true. But brother, are those people in the dark protecting you?"

Recently, not only are there different strange auras approaching the bookstore, but there is also an aura of strong internal strength protecting the bookstore.

The reason why we can be sure of this is because Linglong's power is almost entirely based on spiritual power.

Ping An shook his head, and looked at Zi An with his exquisite eyes.

After realizing it, Zian asked, "Is it to protect me?"

"Yeah." Ping An nodded: "Brother-in-law is the most important now."

Zi'an was about to say something when a strong pressure came from above. Sensing that familiar aura, Zi'an's eyebrows softened.

Seeing this, the vigilant Ping An also relaxed.

"Is my sister back?"

Zi'an nodded, stood up, picked up the veil beside him and put it on, "Let's go and see what my wife is doing in the garden?"

As Zi'an moved, the three white and two red foxes that were circled in various corners of the house also moved.

At this moment, Linglong stood on the pond, with her long black hair tied up by a red jade hairpin. Her red and black robe floated slightly in the breeze. Strands of red light rushed towards Linglong from all directions.

The indifferent and ruthless glass eyes quietly looked at the turbulent water below.

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