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

Zi'an was about to say something when pleasant flute sounds came from all directions.

When Zi'an heard the music, his face changed. He sat up and looked at Linglong worriedly.

But when he met her calm eyes, he was speechless.

Linglong sat up and touched Zi'an's little face. "Have a good sleep. We'll be home when you wake up."

Before Zi'an could react, he felt a sudden pain on the back of his neck as if bitten by an insect, and then he lost consciousness.

Linglong embraced the young man who was lying in her arms, bent down and gently kissed his forehead, then placed the young man on the couch and got up and walked out of the stopped carriage.

He lowered his eyes to glance at the unconscious Wang San, then turned his head to look at the carriage that had also stopped behind him, rubbed his fingertips with his fingertips, then turned around and entered the carriage again, lifted his robe and sat inside.

With a brush of his hand, a double-stringed harp appeared on his knees.

The fingertips of one hand jumped on the two strings, and soon, clear and melodious piano sounds came from the carriage, entangled with the disturbing flute sounds.

In a moment, several women in blue clothes with their faces covered and holding swords appeared in front of the carriage. Just as they were about to swing their swords at the carriage, the curtain of the carriage moved, and a corpse in blue flew out. What followed was the sudden change in the sound of the piano. The melody like thousands of horses galloping made the person holding the flute spit out blood.

Just when they thought they were going to die here, the piano music suddenly stopped.

Not for any other reason, but because the boy in the car woke up.

She lowered her eyes to look at the hands around her waist, then tilted her head to look at the young man who was hugging her tightly.

As their hair intertwined, all that was left was each other's breathing.

She really envied An An's antibodies.

Putting down the piano, he held the boy's hand and pulled it onto his lap. He lowered his eyes to look at the boy who was looking at him with tears in his eyes and sighed, "What's wrong?"

Zi'an hooked his arm around Linglong's neck, moved closer to her, and pecked her red lips: "Sister, please don't do this to me, okay?"

"I also want to face difficulties with my sister, please don't push me away."

Linglong was stunned when she heard this, as if no one had ever told her that they would face difficulties with her since her grandfather passed away.

The hand that was supporting the boy's waist changed to hugging him and nodded: "Okay, but before that, An An should have a good rest for a while."

Seeing the young man trying to suppress his sleepiness while talking to her, Linglong felt both amused and distressed.

As she spoke, Linglong put her arm around the young man's hand and patted his back gently.

When the person in his arms took a long breath, he thought that the person outside was the boy's subordinate, so he didn't try to kill him. Some things still needed to be solved by the boy himself.

He leaned over and brushed the two strings of the zither with one hand. The melodious sound of the zither rang out. At the same time, Wang San and Wen Shanchu in a carriage behind him slowly woke up.

Wang San woke up holding her head, and when her vision became clear again, she could see the bloody scene in front of her carriage. She wanted to shout, but when she thought that the person in the carriage behind her was the daughter of the county government, she gave up the idea and instead asked the carriage behind her.

"Girl, is the young master okay?"

Linglong responded calmly: "Nothing, keep going forward."

After hearing this, Wang San suppressed the fear in his heart and actually started riding his horse forward.

When Wen Shanchu woke up, he heard the driver's story. He opened the curtain and looked at the tragic scene outside. A cold sweat broke out on his back.

Thinking of something, he quickly lifted the curtain and asked loudly to the carriage in front: "My lady, are you all right?"

Linglong replied: "Thank you, Miss Wen. I am fine here. I am protected in secret. Nothing will happen."

Although the voice was faint, Wen Shanchu could still hear it clearly in the silence.

Wen Shanchu breathed a sigh of relief. In this case, there must be people from Dan Xu's group protecting Wang Linglong in secret.

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After Linglong and his companions' carriage left Ji Yang City, the clinics and drug stores in the city became chaotic.

"Pavilion Master, the woman named Wang Linglong has already left Jiyang City, but Master Danxu has not shown up."

The man in red was playing with a small jade slip on his fingertips. Hearing this, he asked with a hint of seduction, "What is Wang Linglong doing at the government office?"

The woman with the medical box behind her answered, "To cancel her husband's household registration and report to the authorities."

The man stopped playing with the jade slip and asked, "Can you check if the man following Wang Linglong has a red lotus mark behind his left ear?"

An emotionless voice reported from the darkness, "Lord Kun, there is none."

"Okay, keep checking."

"Yes, Master Kun."

"Doctor Hu, has the county governor woken up?"

The doctor holding the box behind him reported: "Master, I heard he has woken up."

"Okay, let's get down."

Doctor Hu responded respectfully, "Yes, Master."

The man in red lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then raised his other hand and blew a whistle towards the sky.

Not long after, a loud cry sounded in the air.

The Haidong eagle, with white feathers mixed with patches of black feathers, swooped down in the direction of the man in red.

The man stretched out his arm, and the Saker Falcon landed steadily on his arm.

"Kun Ying, this is very important. It must be delivered safely to the hands of the Division Master."

As he spoke, the man tied the jade slip to the foot of the Haidong Eagle, then picked up a piece of bloody meat from a plate that had been prepared on the table nearby and fed it to the eagle's beak.

Kun Ying made a gurgling sound from his neck, lowered his head to bite the meat, spread his wings and soared into the sky.

He could only pray that the Master would arrive soon.

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The carriage slowly turned and stopped. The young man leaning in the woman's arms, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and slowly opened his wet almond eyes.

When he saw the neck that was so close to his heart, the young man raised his hand and unconsciously touched the girl's round earlobe.

Linglong withdrew her consciousness from the space and opened her eyes. She lowered her eyes and when she met the young man's blurred eyes, the corners of her lips curved slightly, "Did you get enough sleep?"

Zi'an came back to his senses after hearing the voice and said softly, "Sister, I've had enough sleep."

After saying this, he sat up from the woman's arms, stretched his body, and then hugged the woman, "Sister, where are we?"

"We've arrived at Qingshan Town and are now queuing up for inspection."

Linglong helped the boy tidy up his long hair. When she saw the simple headband on his bun, she had an idea and took out an agarwood hairpin from the space and helped the boy to tie a half bun.

Hearing this, Zi'an remembered that Linglong had once said that Qingshan Town would be sealed off by the county magistrate. He let go of Linglong, turned sideways, lifted a corner of the curtain, and tilted his head to look outside the carriage.

When he saw many yamen runners guarding the city gate, he frowned and asked, "Sister, what do they want to do?"

Linglong pulled the boy to her side, took out a face towel and put it on him, "Whatever you do, An An, stay with me, and don't say a word no matter what."

Zian nodded: "Okay, sister."

While the two were talking, their carriage arrived.

"People in the carriage, come out."

Hearing the arrogant female voice, Linglong did not wear a hat this time. She took the boy's hand, opened the curtain for him, and got out of the carriage.