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

Upon hearing this, Chen Bei was stunned for a long while, then suddenly burst into tears of joy, and knelt on the stone floor with two thumps of her knees.

"Master, I am willing."

Because he was a man, he had to follow male ethics, and the martial arts he learned were also chaotic, including some from his mother and some from his father's escort agency, which eventually led to the aggravation of the family's massacre.

"Not tonight, your poison has just been cured and your body is very weak. This is the marrow cleansing pill. Get up tomorrow morning to cleanse your marrow. When you are done, come to me."

As he said this, he threw a green pill backwards.

This is the marrow cleansing pill she refined in her previous life. If he can't resist it, it will be his fate.

When Chen Bei heard this, before he could even be shocked, he sensed the sound of breaking wind and subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

A green pill the size of a soybean was placed in the palm of his hand. At the same time, a refreshing medicinal fragrance filled his nose.

Seeing this, Chen Bei's eyes widened. This was a pill he had never seen before.

"Also, spread the news that Master Dan Xu, the genius doctor of Lousha Pavilion, has come to Ji Yang tomorrow. Also, I don't like the color white."

Hearing Linglong's voice again, Chen Bei perked up and listened carefully.

When Chen Bei heard the last sentence, he was stunned for a second, raised his eyes, and when he saw the ivory-white robe on his master, he lowered his head and responded respectfully: "Yes, master."

From the first time he met the master, he saw that everything she used was white, and he thought the master liked white.

While he was still daydreaming, a cold voice sounded again: "Go down, I'll just take a look around and leave."

Chen Bei responded: "Yes, Master."

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Inn.

Zi'an sat quietly at the table, holding the handkerchief Linglong gave him in his hand, his fingers stroking the peony flowers on it.

Sister Linglong, how can you like someone else? I still have to take care of you, you can't leave your own.

At this moment, Zi'an had a harmless smile on his lips, and his eyes were filled with paranoia and madness.

Seeing this, Youxue on the beam straightened her eyes for a moment. Was it right or wrong for her master to meet this young boy?

Seeing the young boy stand up, Youxue breathed a sigh of relief. It was really afraid that the young boy would faint sitting here.

Thinking of this, Youxue stared with her indigo eyes, watching the young boy Zi'an's every move.

The young boy walked to the window, picked a leaf from the potted plant next to him and put it to his lips.

woo~~~

A long and enchanting requiem sounded.

After hearing this, Youxue became upset.

No wonder when it joked with its owner in the carriage, saying that this young boy was no ordinary person, the owner told it that she knew.

It turns out that it is not that simple.

After the song, Zi'an's face could be described as pale as paper.

After putting on the veil, not long after, two blue figures flashed into the house.

At the same time, the sound of men and women paying homage could not be heard, and the voice said, "Subordinates, pay homage to the Pavilion Master."

Zian didn't look at the two of them, but looked out the window at the quiet night.

"Go check, who is the man who walked out of Wang Linglong's room today?"

The two people kneeling on the ground looked ugly for a moment when they heard this.

"Why, has this Pavilion Master lost all his internal strength and can no longer command you?"

A gentle voice sounded, and the two people kneeling on the ground trembled.

Then he knelt on his knees and kowtowed several times.

"Master, you misunderstood me. I wanted to ask you when you will return to the pavilion?"

Zi'an chuckled after hearing this and asked, "Why, can't you control your Qi?"

The two men lying on the ground felt their faces tighten.

"Alright, when the time comes to go back, I will go back and will not let you die."

He also didn't want the foundation his father had worked so hard to build to be destroyed in his hands.

"Yes, I will take my leave now."

The breeze blew across the veil, revealing Zian's pale and bloodless lips.

Youxue was stunned by this scene.

That's not right, there's no way the master couldn't notice the abnormality in this boy's body!

Zi'an stood in front of the window for a while before turning around and walking out of the house.

At the same time, Youxue also sensed Linglong's breath and was about to convey the message.

Zi'an turned the corner and just saw Linglong, a woman dressed as a man, pushing the door open.

Youxue, who was hiding in the dark, just looked at the young man with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Master, young boy Zi'an is here."

Behind the screen, Linglong paused while taking off her clothes.

Youxue's voice sounded strange. Could something have happened to the young boy?

After thinking about it, Linglong asked while changing her clothes: "Zi'an, what happened..."

bang...

Before he could finish his words, the door was pushed open forcefully.

Linglong narrowed her eyes, but before she could react, the boy had already crossed the screen.

I am most afraid of the silent air.

Looking at the exquisite white body, Zi'an was stunned for a long time.

When his sanity returned, Zian realized belatedly what he was doing.

His cheeks were burning, and he turned around suddenly, slamming into the corner of the screen. Due to the great force, he fell backwards.

Zi'an cried out softly and closed his eyes subconsciously.

But the expected pain did not come, and I fell into a warm embrace, with a cold medicinal fragrance surrounding my nose.

Zi'an slowly opened his eyes, and when he met the exquisite and indifferent eyes, he came back to his senses.

The first thing that comes to mind is not the current situation, but the grievance.

Her eyes turned red, her mouth drooped, and her voice softened: "Sister Linglong, you don't even care about Zi'an."

Seeing this, Youxue on the beam silently covered her face with her snake tail.

Its ancestor god, this world is so complicated.

Linglong helped Zi'an up and pushed him behind the screen neatly. She said calmly, "You are becoming less and less aware of the rules."

Feeling the tenderness of Linglong's strength, Zi'an blinked, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and showed joy in his big almond eyes.

"Master, the identity of the young boy Zi'an is not simple. He knows music."

Linglong paused as she was tying the belt, "Did anyone come to see him today?" Then she continued with what she was doing.

"Yes, Master. The young boy also asked his people to investigate the boy who left the Master's room."

Linglong put her hair in place and asked, "Has he eaten yet?"

Youxue didn't expect that her master was still concerned about this even at this time.

It thought so, but it still answered truthfully: "No."

The delicate and cold face was suddenly covered with frost.

Youxue shuddered. Did it say something wrong? Where did the master's inexplicable evil spirit come from?

Linglong fastened the belt around her waist and stepped over the screen, ignoring the anxious boy.

He walked to the window, poured a cup of herbal tea, and drank it in one gulp.

Zi'an came behind Linglong and said, "I'm sorry, Sister Linglong, Zi'an is being rude."

Linglong put down the cup in her hand, turned around, and said lightly: "Hand."

Just one simple word, but with a distant tone.

Zi'an lowered his head and obediently stretched out his two hands.

Linglong couldn't bear to see the lost look on his face beneath the veil, so she lowered her eyes and raised her hand to take the boy's pulse.

After a moment, Linglong frowned, and when she was about to use her spiritual energy to investigate, the boy withdrew his hand.

"Sister Linglong, I'm fine. I just need a night's rest."

After saying this, Zian put his hands behind his back.

Now he was very panicked and he forgot that Linglong's medical skills were no worse than Grandma Wang's.

Linglong didn't force it. She raised her hand to straighten her clothes and said, "Go and have a rest."