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Yang Bing, who was observing the insects, heard Wen Shanchu's words, stood up, straightened his back, and answered loudly: "Yes, the daughter of the Wen family."

Thinking of the strangeness around him, Wen Shanchu glanced at the yamen runners around him and added to Yang Bing: "Remember, don't touch what you shouldn't touch."

There were too many strange things around, and she was really afraid that this person would go forward and die without hesitation, just like he did when he wanted to catch Wang Linglong at the town gate.

Upon hearing this, Yang Bing responded, "Yes, the daughter of the Wen family."

Wen Shanchu arranged everything and asked a pale-faced elder to take her to find Wang Linglong.

On Linglong's side, after the two finished their meal, they cleaned up the kitchen together, and then sat under the kitchen eaves to sort the herbs.

"Sister, when did a red lotus appear on the back of your hand?"

Linglong was holding a medicinal herb in front of Zi'an when the young man held her wrist and she felt a slight chill on the back of her hand.

Looking at the red lotus touched by the boy, she said in a clear and delicate voice: "This morning."

She didn't say why this happened. This was too strange, and she had to find out before she could draw a conclusion.

Zi'an didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his eyes, caressing the back of her hand with his fingertips reluctantly, and asked, "Sister, have you read the letter?"

Linglong finally understood the reason for the boy's mood change. She put down the herbs in her hand and looked at the boy opposite her quietly. She couldn't hide her uneasiness even with her eyes slightly lowered. She asked, "An An, what are you worried about?"

Zi'an let go of Linglong's hand, walked to Linglong's side, and rested his head on her shoulder.

"My sister's identity is not simple. I am afraid I am not worthy of her."

When Linglong heard this, her eyes narrowed, and there was a depth in her eyes that ordinary people could not understand.

"An An, you want to leave me?"

This calm sentence made the hairs on Zian's back stand up. This was his body's instinctive reaction. He was not afraid. He stood up and pulled Linglong towards her room.

Linglong didn't say anything, just quietly followed Zi'an's actions.

Linglong didn't raise her hand to stop him until she was pressed on the bed by the boy. She had no resistance to the boy, and maybe it was because they were from the same fruit stem, but at a close distance, the elegant tea fragrance on the boy became more intense, and being alone with him was even more attractive than aphrodisiac.

Zi'an, who was blocked by Linglong, lowered his eyes with some confusion. When he saw the pink skin on Linglong's neck, he understood.

Bending over, she said, "Sister, you don't have to endure it. An An will be yours sooner or later."

Hearing this, the Tongdi fruit that was suppressed in the Dantian showed signs of rebellion. Linglong put her arms around the boy's waist, pressed him down on the bed, and leaned close to his ear.

"An An, if you don't want to not see me for a month, just be good."

Zi'an's nervous and happy heart turned cold because of these words. Zi'an hugged Linglong's neck with a sense of grievance: "Sister, you just scare Zi'an."

Linglong pulled Zi'an's hand down, turned over, and looked down at the boy with his head resting on the ink splashed on his face: "An'an, I'm not trying to scare you."

Zi'an's face froze, he sat up, looked up at the woman who took out the letter, hesitant, wanted to stand up and escape, but a white hand fell on his shoulder, making him unable to move.

"An An, sit still."

Linglong dragged the chair in front of the table to Zi'an, sat on the stool, and opened the letter facing Zi'an.

The letter tilted downward, and a bright yellow jade pendant fell out. A golden phoenix with its wings spread out, ready to fly, was particularly eye-catching.

When Zi'an saw the phoenix, his years of etiquette almost made him kneel down to pay his respects.

Linglong looked at him calmly, stopped his next action, and casually threw the jade pendant into Zi'an's arms.

Zi'an caught the jade pendant in a hurry, and then wanted to return it to Linglong as if it were a hot potato. However, he was shocked again by what Linglong took out.

The bright yellow brocade is so dazzling.

Linglong flicked her hand, and with a swish, the brocade opened.

Zi'an looked at Linglong's actions, the corners of his lips twitched speechlessly.

"In compliance with the will of Heaven, the Empress proclaims that the eldest daughter of the Emperor, Ji Dijin, is the one chosen by Heaven. We hereby strictly abide by the initial decree and when she returns to the royal family, she will be made the Crown Princess."

Linglong simply picked out the key points from the long speech and said to Zian.

"An An, who is this for? Who is Ji Dijin?"

As she spoke, she threw the silk in her hand onto the table behind her, then reached out and hugged the stunned boy in her arms.

Zi'an looked up and asked blankly: "Sister, you really don't know?"

Listening to the young man's doubtful words, Linglong raised her lower lip, took the jade pendant from Zi'an's hand, stroked the phoenix pattern on it, and said clearly: "What does this have to do with me, Linglong?"

After he finished speaking, he threw the jade pendant onto the table behind him.

Bang Dong...

Even though Linglong said this calmly, Zian still heard a hint of coldness in her words.

Before he could be shocked by Linglong's identity, Zi'an suddenly understood when he thought about the casualness of the imperial edict.

"The Queen is testing my sister."

Linglong lifted the boy's chin, leaned forward and pecked his lips.

"My An An is so smart."

Hearing Linglong's relaxed words, Zian felt uncomfortable for some reason and leaned his head on Linglong's shoulder.

"Sister, An An will try his best to stand shoulder to shoulder with you."

If we can't stand side by side, we can't hold Linglong back.

Linglong lingered in the boy's ear, her words were calm but domineering: "So, An An, don't think about leaving me all day long."

Zi'an, who was in a good mood at the moment, heard this and blurted out, "Sister, don't you think An'an is troublesome?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi'an almost bit his tongue. Afraid that Linglong would be angry, he quickly raised his eyes. When he saw Linglong's face frozen for a moment, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

He raised his arms and wrapped them around her neck, moving closer to her and placing a soft kiss on her lips.

"Sister, it's Zi'an who wants to stay with you."

Linglong was conflicted, but when she heard Zi'an's words, she raised the corners of her lips in amusement and pinched his cheek, "You have such a sweet mouth."

After saying that, she lowered her head and pecked his lips lightly.

"An An, tell me about this continent."

Youxue's inheritance will be updated, which means that there is something abnormal in this world and she cannot always rely on the information brought by Youxue.

Hearing this, Zian was silent for a moment.

Linglong lowered her eyes, looked at Zi'an's conflicted expression, raised her hand and gently pinched the back of his neck.

"what happened?"

Zi'an pursed his lips and said, "Sister, this continent is called the Mortal Realm Continent. The largest country on the surface is Nanling, followed by Xilei, Beihan, Zhongzhou, and the most mysterious Dongyun."

Linglong: "What about outside the imperial court, or in other words, in the dark?"

"Sister, outside the imperial dynasty there is the Jianghu. Anyone from the Jianghu is not allowed to participate in the struggle between the five nations, otherwise they will be wiped out. However, sister, there is an exception for one type of people."

Linglong didn't stop caressing the boy's neck: "A person who is spying on the secrets of heaven."

When the words fell, Zi'an's eyes widened, "Sister, do you know?"

Looking at the boy's cute look, Linglong changed the hand that was stroking Zi'an's neck to clasping the back of the boy's head and lowered her head to kiss his half-open lips.