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

The morning light shines on the delicate, porcelain-white face, reflecting warmth.

"You mean, several of the major families in Nanling cut off ties with some of their children at the same time?"

It was impossible to tell the emotion in Hantan's cold voice.

The man kneeling in the room with a rose flower mask on his face reported respectfully: "Yes, Master."

Linglong's voice remained calm, and she raised her pen and casually pointed at it: "Well, that's good. Longwei, hand over the evidence of these people's crimes to the Tingwei Supervisor and assist in the investigation."

The air twisted, black fog appeared out of nowhere, and a figure slowly condensed.

The woman in the red robe and fang mask knelt on one knee and said respectfully in an emotionless voice: "Longwei, respect your order"

After he finished speaking, the figure disappeared like mist, as if he had never appeared.

Linglong added the final stroke with graceful movements and closed the reel.

"Mingsha, inform everyone that in the month of Chen (May), the five regions will be establishing a sect and selecting disciples. You will be fully responsible for this matter. From now on, you should focus all your attention on power and cultivation. You don't have to worry because I have the Longwei by my side."

Mingsha: "I obey your orders."

Thinking that almost half of the people protecting the master had gone to the headquarters to receive punishment, he did not stand up and continued to ask: "Palace Master, does the master need to redeploy personnel?"

"No need, we have Longwei." He put away the approved scrolls and said, "Take all these away, the palace should be properly rectified."

Mingsha was startled and said respectfully, "Yes, Master."

The study returned to silence. Linglong picked up a booklet beside her and started reading, kicking the white ball under the desk with her foot.

"Have you found it?"

The curled up white ball moved, and the voice of a child in the sea of ​​consciousness sounded: "Master, I found out! Unless you become a god and use divine power to change your physique! Otherwise, in this primitive particle world, men will still give birth to children."

Linglong lowered her eyes, her dark feather-like eyebrows slightly frowned, and the white ball jumped onto the table, looking up at her noble and handsome master with her indigo animal eyes.

"Master, don't worry. The fate of the master husband has changed. Once the master husband cultivates to the Nascent Soul stage, he can safely give birth to the little master."

Linglong didn't say anything for the time being. She put down the book in her hand, stood up and looked out the window at the dead branches rustling in the cold wind.

After a long while, the cold wind brought her whispers: "I don't want him to suffer the pain of childbirth."

She glanced at the sky and realized it was getting late, and her little one should wake up.

Turning around, he saw Youxue was so worried that her face was twisted. He curled his lips and walked forward to pat her head with a small horn. "Okay, don't worry. Since you can transform into a human, why don't you do it?"

Youxue, who was knocked to her knees, quickly steadied herself, jumped off the table, and followed Linglong out.

The sea of ​​consciousness replied: "Master, the human body is too cold without hair."

Linglong opened the study door, paused, and smiled. Yes, this little guy is an animal transformed into a human, after all, he is not used to it, "Go back to the space to practice."

Youxue blinked her indigo eyes and happily replied, "Okay, Master."

After saying this, the little body disappeared into the study.

It has been a long time since I last returned to the space, and I miss it very much.

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Snowflakes were falling from the sky, and at this moment two figures, one white and one black, fell from the sky.

The clothes fluttered, and they were all stunningly beautiful.

When the two were about to salute, Linglong stood in the corridor, holding them back with her spiritual power, and called out, "Father, brother, no need to salute."

The two men stood up straight and walked towards Linglong, one in front and one behind.

Ping An, who was approaching, was the first to bow: "Sister, good morning."

Linglong reluctantly reached out and helped the man up: "Alright, you know I don't like these."

Looking at his worried father, he said, "Good morning, father! Let's go into the study and talk."

Hearing Linglong's voice, Mu Yunyu's clear eyebrows softened, "No! Xiao Ling'er, An'er and I will go back to Dongyun first, and the director will stay to assist you."

Linglong frowned, so anxious! Thinking of something, she asked calmly: "Did she cause you trouble?"

She didn't say it explicitly, but the three people present knew who it was.

Mu Yunyu smiled, like the warm sun setting in the snow, making people feel relaxed and happy: "It's not about people who have nothing to do with me, so why should I bother you?"

He walked slowly forward to help Linglong straighten her clothes, and said with more reluctance: "Wait for your father to give you news, take good care of yourself and your son-in-law."

Linglong's cold eyebrows softened, she reached out and hugged Mu Yunyu back, and said softly: "Don't worry, let Longwei send you and brother back, so that your daughter can feel at ease."

Linglong's sudden closeness made Mu Yunyu embarrassed for a moment, but he soon felt relieved. He raised his hand and hugged his daughter back, saying in a gentle voice, "Okay, little Ling'er is thoughtful."

After saying this, he let go of her hand and stepped back.

Ping An Baba, who was standing by, watched the interaction between the two and felt extremely envious.

Linglong noticed Ping'an's gaze, and after her father let go, she went forward and hugged him: "Brother, the same, be careful on the road."

Ping'an was flattered. He carefully raised his hand and lightly hugged back the warm embrace, his eyes filled with tears.

"Well, take care, sister and brother-in-law."

Mu Yunyu was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave, so he waited for the two to separate, stepped forward and took Ping An's hand, and looked at Linglong: "We are leaving, there is no need to feel wronged about anything."

Linglong was also reluctant in her heart, and slightly curled her lips: "Father's daughter will not be bad."

Hearing these boastful words, Mu Yunyu laughed out loud, and the sadness of parting dissipated a lot.

The immersed eyes were full of tenderness: "Okay, let's go."

Looking at the two people leaving, Linglong's eyebrows softened and then became cold again. She pointed her finger into the air and black mist appeared. Two red-robed women with fang masks on their faces appeared and knelt on one knee.

"Protect father and young master."

"Here."

The emotionless voices responded respectfully in unison.

Linglong turned and walked towards the main hall. As soon as she reached the bedroom, she heard the tinkling sound of the couch bell coming from the inner hall.

"Greetings to Her Royal Highness, Your Highness, Giving Regards."

The servants guarding the door of the bedroom all knelt down and saluted.

"No gift."

Linglong stopped in front of Ming Si and said, "Come here, prepare the meal."

After saying that, she took the tray of clothes from him and walked inside.

The trained servants followed silently behind him, each busy with their own work in an orderly manner.

The layers of curtains opened, and a slender figure swayed. Linglong placed the tray on the table beside her.

As soon as my fingertips touched the twill curtain, my wrist was grasped by a bony white hand and a pulling force was felt.

Linglong did not resist and fell onto the couch under the force.

Seeing this, the servants around retreated tactfully.

Linglong, who was pinned down, smiled as she looked at the young man above her who had an unhappy look on his face and wanted to be coaxed.

She raised her hand and stroked his cheek, her eyes swept across the young man's exposed skin with spots, and asked softly: "Guai An is angry?"

Seeing Linglong's stunning face and her calm demeanor, Zi'an angrily pulled Linglong's clothes and bit her fair collarbone.

The tingling pain spread to the nerve endings. Linglong's expression remained unchanged, but her breathing became a little disordered and she took a light breath.

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