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

Liang Wen Chong walked heavily to the side of Liang Qing who had slowly woken up, lowered his eyes and looked down at her, and said in a cold voice: "Liang Qing, follow me."

After saying this, he walked outside. It seemed that some things had to be dealt with today.

Liang Qing was about to wail because of the pain in her internal organs, but when she met Liang Wen Chong's cold eyes, she became intimidated and said nothing. She endured the pain and obediently climbed up from the ground.

But the moment I looked up and met a pair of emotionless eyes, I felt a chill on my back and a sense of fear spread from the bottom of my heart.

He quickened his slow movements, covered his chest, turned around and chased Liang Wen Chong without looking back.

After Liang Qing disappeared, Wang San took out the household registration deed and key from his arms, placed his hands on the table next to Linglong, and said respectfully: "Girl, here are the deed and key."

Linglong withdrew her gaze from the door of the bookstore, glanced at the things on the table, and when she saw the banknote on the top, she said calmly: "Madam Wang, please sit for a moment."

After he finished speaking, he put the banknote aside and picked up the house deed to look at it.

"Madam Wang, do you know of any craftsmen who can renovate the house?"

Wang San walked around the bloodstains on the ground and came to sit not far from Linglong. He nodded and said, "I know."

"Then please Madam Wang, find someone to renovate the bookstore."

Linglong collected the house deed and keys, and placed the household registration on the banknote.

"For the remaining silver, Miss Wang, please help me choose a quiet courtyard. I will refund you if you don't have enough money."

Wang San remembered what Linglong said, nodded and stood up, "Okay, Miss Wang, I'll make my selection and then take you to see it."

Hearing Wang San using the honorific, Qing Leng raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Okay, thank you for troubling Madam Wang."

Wang San bowed to Linglong, turned around and closed the small door of the bookstore. As soon as he walked out of the bookstore, he met Wang Da who came to deliver a slave.

"Sister, why did you come here in person?"

Wang Da pulled the rope that bound the slaves in his hand and strode towards Wang San: "I don't trust others, is Miss Wang in the bookstore?"

Wang San glanced at the slaves who were staggering because of the big sister, quickened his pace and said hurriedly, "Yes, big sister, please slow down!"

After all, these slaves belong to the princess, and it would be difficult to explain if they were injured.

When they got closer, Wang San said before Wang Da could speak, "Sister, I'll go with you. After that, I have something to tell you."

Hearing this, Wang Daben's already serious face became even more tense.

"About Xiaoer?"

Wang San nodded with a bad look on his face: "Yes."

Wang Da took a deep breath and said helplessly, "Okay, let's go."

Arriving at the door of the bookstore, Wang San raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door.

Linglong, who was thinking with her eyes closed, heard a knock on the door and released her mental power. When she saw the person at the door, she opened her eyes, stood up, and slowly opened the small door.

creak...

As the wooden door slowly opened, Wang Sanxin, who was standing at the door, also opened his eyes!

She didn't know if it was because of Liang Qing, but when she and Wang Linglong looked at each other, they could both feel a deep sense of oppression.

After the wooden door was fully opened, Wang San did not raise his head, but bowed to the inside of the door, "Miss Wang, my eldest sister sent the slave here."

At this time, Linglong's aura had been completely restrained. She turned sideways and said casually, "Well, come in."

Wang Da glanced at Wang San inexplicably, and bowed to Linglong, "Okay."

After responding, Wang Da led the slave behind him into the bookstore.

After walking a few steps, Wang Da paused, then led all the slaves into the bookstore with an expressionless face.

The slave was also very tactful. After standing still, he knelt down in the direction of Linglong.

Wang Da looked at the eye-catching red on the ground, wondering what had happened in the bookstore before she came.

Linglong walked over the kneeling slave with an expressionless face, stepped over the shocking bloodstains, and sat down on the carved chair.

Wang San was the last one to come in. He closed the door of the bookstore, turned around and saw his eldest sister standing in the hall in a daze. He was startled and walked quickly forward to pull her up.

"Sister, where is Nuqi?"

Wang Da, who was staring in a daze at Linglong's bloody footprints, was almost frightened to scream out when he was pulled like that.

Wang San quickly raised his hand to cover Wang Da's mouth and whispered, "Sister, don't be rude."

Wang Da came back to his senses and took a deep breath again, nodded, loosened the rope in his hand, pulled down his sister's hand, took out a stack of papers from his arms neatly, took a few steps forward, put the slave contract on the table with both hands, and said: "Miss Wang, this is the slave contract."

As he spoke, he took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and placed it next to the slave: "My lady, this is the antidote to control them."

Linglong nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, Madam Wang."

Wang Da waved his hand, "It's not hard, it's not hard, Miss Wang has paid. The slave has been delivered, my sister and I will not disturb you."

After saying this, he bowed and left the bookstore with the nervous Wang San.

After Wang Da and the other man left, Linglong did not focus her gaze on the group of slaves in front of her, but continued to close her eyes and rest.

It was not for any other reason, because when she released her mental pressure to attack Liang Qing, she actually found that there were a small amount of elements floating in the air, which made her even more curious about this world.

poof...

The sound of flesh falling to the ground was heard, followed by a rustling sound.

Sensing that someone was looking at her, Linglong slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze moved accurately to the woman lying on the ground.

The woman seemed not to have expected Linglong to open her eyes at this time, and to be so keenly aware of her gaze.

Linglong withdrew her gaze, tilted her head to look at the porcelain bottle on the table, reached out to pick it up, opened it and placed it under her nose.

He lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the black powder in the bottle.

As expected, most of these powders have side effects. Such strong medicinal effects will definitely cause fundamental damage if taken.

Putting down the bottle, he said coldly, "Tell me your names."

As soon as these words came out, the slaves kneeling on the ground said in unison: "Master, please give me a name."

She raised her delicate eyes slightly, and it seemed that she was well trained. She leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and glanced at the group of slaves in front of her. "The rules here do not allow second thoughts. If you have any objections, you can leave now."

This saves her the trouble of killing someone later.

As soon as these words came out, there was a moment of silence in the air, and then several of the slaves began to discuss in low voices.

Linglong ignored them for the time being and glanced at the clock in the space. It was almost five o'clock, and her An An should be hungry.

After thinking about it, Linglong wanted to use her mental power to see what Zi'an was doing, but in the end she gave up.

An An is the person she loves, not her plaything, and he should have human rights.

"Master, I won't leave."

Hearing the neat response, Linglong withdrew her thoughts, took out a bottle of pills from her sleeve and played with them in her hands.

His eyes fell on the woman who had just fallen to the ground, "You, come here."

Lan Feng was stunned at first, but he quickly reacted and dragged his lame leg towards Linglong.

"sister……"

Seeing this, the young man nearby anxiously grabbed the woman's tattered clothes and called out.