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

Chapter 109 We didn’t meet today.

Linglong noticed the boy's discomfort and paused for a moment. She raised her head slightly and saw the 'strange-looking' boy under her. His cheeks were rosy, his eyes were misty and charming, his rosy lips were half-open, and he was breathing rapidly.

Her heart was moved again. She raised her hand to cover the boy's almond eyes, lowered her head and pecked the boy's lips lightly. Her voice was clear and hoarse: "My An An, it's time for breakfast."

After saying this, he stood up and quickly helped the soft-as-water boy tidy up his clothes, picked him up and put him in front of the table.

Zi'an's strength had almost recovered by now. Looking at Linglong who was arranging the meals, he realized that Linglong was wearing the clothes he made for her today.

The woman's black hair was tied up with a simple purple headband. Her upper body was a light purple narrow sleeve double-breasted top that he had carefully designed, and a pair of black arms were tied around her wrists, which made her look neat and capable! Her lower body was a purple dark pattern wide pleated waisted long skirt, which perfectly highlighted the woman's tall and powerful figure.

At this moment, Linglong is less cold and aloof than usual, and more free and unrestrained.

Linglong is really different.

"What? Are you stunned?"

The voice is still clear and cold, but less distant and more gentle.

Zi'an came back to his senses, blinked, took the silver chopsticks handed to him by Linglong, and praised: "Sister, you look so beautiful today."

Linglong helped the boy scoop a bowl of soup. Hearing this, she curled her lips and said, "Oh? Is it only Jun today?"

Zi'an, who was once again attracted by the girl, blushed and said softly, "No way, sister usually looks like an immortal who doesn't care about worldly things, but now she looks like a charming and elegant lady from a noble family."

Linglong picked up a small bun and placed it in front of the boy, saying in a teasing tone, "My An'an, it's such a pity that you don't write a storybook."

Zi'an always felt something was wrong when he picked up the silver chopsticks, but when he heard Linglong's words, his eyes lit up.

"Sister, Zi'an really has this plan."

Her delicate eyes showed doting, "An An, just do whatever you want to do."

Hearing this, Zi'an's ears turned red. He lowered his eyes and saw the blurry shadow on the wall of the bowl. Then he remembered that he had not washed.

She put down the silver chopsticks, stood up and said shyly, "Sister, I'm going to wash up and will be back soon."

Without waiting for Linglong to say anything, he ran out. Just as he stepped out of the threshold, his waist tightened and his back hit into a warm embrace with a cold fragrance.

"Don't worry, I've washed you and changed your appearance."

A cold voice sounded softly beside his ears. Zi'an carefully pondered the meaning of Linglong's words.

Before Zi'an could remain confused for too long, Linglong continued, "Now, our identities have been burned away by fire."

Hearing this, Zian nodded, turned his head to look at Linglong beside him, and asked expectantly: "Sister, can I take a look?"

He was looking forward to seeing what he would look like now.

Linglong held Zi'an in her arms and walked back, "Let's watch it after breakfast."

Zi'an nodded, thinking of something, and asked, "Sister, how did I fall asleep last night?"

Linglong, who was half-embracing Zi'an on her way back to the dinner table, stopped when she heard the words, and a little nervousness arose in her heart.

An An will blame her.

He put the child back in its original position, sat back in his original position, and said, "I pressed your sleeping point."

Seeing Linglong's uncomfortable expression for the first time, Zian's resentment disappeared, and a smile appeared in his eyes. He picked up the silver chopsticks on the table, picked up a bun and put it in the bowl in front of Linglong, then changed the subject and asked, "Sister, why do you use silver chopsticks?"

Linglong breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the silver chopsticks, rubbed the patterns on the chopsticks with her fingertips, and said in a clear voice: "Some poisons cannot be detected by silver, but this pair of chopsticks can detect any poison, no matter how much."

"Master, Miss Wang San is here."

The sound from outside the door interrupted their conversation.

"Please come up."

Linglong spoke calmly, looked at Zian, and said: "Anan, I will be very busy today. If you have anything to say, tell Youxue. It can contact me."

Zi'an nodded: "Well, sister has something to do, you go and take care of it, An'an will wait for you at home."

After half a bowl of soup, Mu Nian limped with Wang San to the door of the private room.

At this time, Linglong quickly ate two small buns and stood up: "An An, I will come over in a while."

Zian looked up, "Okay, sister."

Linglong left the room and nodded to Wang San, "Madam Wang, can I have breakfast?"

Wang San clasped his fist towards Linglong and said, "Thank you, girl. I have already eaten."

Linglong nodded: "Please wait a moment, Madam Wang."

Wang San stood up and said quickly, "Miss, please help me."

Linglong turned her gaze to Mu Nian, "Where's Hongyu?"

Mu Nian knelt down in front of Linglong and said, "Master, I'm going out to buy food."

Seeing this, Linglong raised her eyes and said, "Let your brother take care of the master."

Mu Nian said respectfully: "Yes, Master."

Linglong took Wang San and walked past Mu Nian towards another private room.

"Please take a seat, Madam Wang."

Linglong placed two portraits on the table.

Wang San sat down opposite Linglong and looked at the portrait on the table curiously.

"Madam Wang, is there any news about the house?"

After hearing this, Wang San hurriedly took out a stack of papers from his arms and placed his hands in front of Linglong.

"Yes, the girl and the people who renovated the house have been found. Please take a look at these locations first. If you find one that you like, I will take the girl to see it."

Linglong didn't look at what Wang San handed over for the time being. Instead, she picked up the teapot beside her, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of Wang San.

"Sorry to bother you, Madam Wang. These things were given to me by you yesterday. We haven't met today."

Wang San, who was walking among all kinds of people, combined with the news he received last night, roughly understood what Wang Linglong meant.

"Don't worry, girl. We haven't seen each other since yesterday. I'm only here today to deliver the deed."

Linglong turned the cup in her hand and said calmly, "Madam Wang is indeed insightful. However, in order to ensure that your family will not have any worries in the next few days, please remember these two people. If you have any difficulties, you can come to the bookstore to find them."

After hearing this, Wang San's expression changed several times.

Miss Wang said this, something must have happened. This matter could be big or small, she has to weigh it, one wrong step could be fatal.

Linglong put down the teacup, picked up the paper on the table and started reading without caring what Wang San across from her thought.

She had no intention of bringing danger to a stranger and innocent person, but unfortunately, it was too late when Wang San came to her for help.

After choosing and selecting, Linglong took out two and put them separately.

"Did the girl choose two places?"

Linglong raised her eyes and looked at Wang San who had adjusted himself and had a good attitude. If there was a chance, she would like to recruit him under her command.

His fingertips tapped on a piece of paper: "Is this Mr. Liang's residence?"

Wang San lowered his eyes and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Liang severed ties with her daughter and wanted to leave this sad place, so she planned to sell the villa in the suburbs."

Wang San rolled the last two words on the tip of his tongue.

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