Chapter 9

"Got it, got it." Feibu stepped out of the study, Ling Wushuang waved behind him without looking back.

The old servant outside the door looked at the distant figure, stepped into the room, looked at the dazed old man Ling, and said: "Master, this old slave looks at Miss Wushuang, she is really different from before, she feels like a different person." human-like."

"Yes." Master Ling came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, exhaled heavily, and said with emotion: "This time I escaped from death, if Wu Shuang can really open his eyes, then even if I die, I can still smile at Jiuquan .”

However, at this time, Mr. Ling remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to ask something... By the way, did Wushuang do what happened just now?
"Little brat, come back to me!"

The scorching sun was in the sky, the light and shadow were mottled, and he shouted for no reason, calm and powerful, resounding through the Ling family mansion.

The house of Ling's house is arranged with dark corridors, which can be described as nine bends and eighteen bends. The study of Mr. Ling and the other courtyard where Ling Wushuang lives are also far apart.

On the way back, Ling Wushuang was not in a hurry, she walked leisurely, lowered her head lightly, and walked slowly, her beautiful brows were slightly frowned, ignoring the eyes of the people around her, as if she was thinking about something.

Turning around a few promenades, bypassing the artificial mountain and Minghu Lake, it took a long time to wander around before returning to her residence.

"Miss, you are finally back." Seeing her figure, the two guards in the courtyard hurried forward.

Ling Wushuang raised his head, with doubts on his face, "What's wrong?"

The two guards looked at each other, and you pushed me for a long time before stepping forward, hesitating a bit, "The Seventh Prince sent someone to deliver something, saying that he would deliver it to the young lady himself. Guard Li has been waiting for you for a long time."

Damn it, I don't know what they are thinking about, the lady finally stayed at home honestly for a few days, and mentioning the Seventh Prince, I am afraid that there will be trouble again, what should I do?Are they going to sue the Patriarch?
"A member of the Seventh Prince?" What they didn't expect was that Ling Wushuang just frowned slightly, and his reaction was very cold. He stepped into the courtyard door and replied casually: "Got it, let's go down."

Beside the stone table in the courtyard, a man dressed as a palace guard, a tall man, holding a saber in his left hand, and a red lacquer box in his right hand, stood beside the stone bench with his head held high, with an arrogant expression that seemed to dislike even the stool sit down.

Hearing the sound, the guard turned his head to look at the woman who was walking towards him, lost his mind for a moment, recognized the person just now, but didn't think about it, and immediately said angrily: "Miss Wushuang really made my subordinates wait."

Ling Wushuang walked to the stone table without squinting, sat down with a flick of his sleeves, held the teapot in his hand, poured tea into a cup, and said calmly, "Could it be that you can't wait for me?"

Even though Ling Wushuang was sitting, her petite figure, her imposing aura, and her cold tone made her superior to others for no reason.

With an understatement, the guard's expression twisted for a while.Yes, to put it bluntly, he is just a servant of the guards. Although the woman in front of him is useless, she is the treasure in the hands of Mr. Ling, the daughter of the Ling family.

It's just, didn't she always try to please herself before, what happened today?
"Miss Wushuang, what's the matter?" The guard smiled, suppressed his anger, and said through gritted teeth: "Miss Wushuang was frightened in the paddock, and under the order of His Highness, I want to hand over this Concentrating Grass to the lady."

Although Daode is a humble word, in words, it is very disdainful.

The guard raised his head subconsciously. I really don't know what happened to His Highness, but he was asked to deliver medicine to this idiot. What a precious medicinal herb is, it is a waste of money to use it on this waste.

"Miss Wushuang, please look, this is the Concentration Grass that can only be found in the royal family. It has a miraculous effect on calming the mind and cultivating the body and mind." The guard looked very proud, as if this thing belonged to his family.

There was a crisp sound, and as the hidden button of the box was opened, a cool smell permeated the air, refreshing.

"Concentration Grass." Ling Wushuang lowered his eyebrows and glanced at the things in the lacquer box.

Palm-length, ice-blue stem veins, placed on a layer of loose crushed ice, a cold air mixed with a refreshing fragrance diffuses along the edge of the lacquer box, just smelling it makes people feel refreshed , not to mention its efficacy.

"I don't know Miss Wushuang, are you satisfied with this Concentration Grass?" The guard spoke in a strange tone.

Not to mention a real treasure like the Concentration Grass, if His Highness gave you a weed, I'm afraid Ling Wushuang would treat it as a treasure offering.

Ling Wushuang's eyes shone slightly, and his red lips curled up in a sarcasm, "Seventh Prince, I'm really bothering you."

The Seventh Prince would be so kind as to give her medicine?She has been back for so many days, but there is no movement, but today, when Mr. Ling came back, he immediately delivered medicine to the door. As expected of a member of the royal family, he did a good job of saving face.

Hearing the words, the guard saw Ling Wushuang's slightly dazed look, and thought to himself, he was right, Ling Wushuang might be having fun in his heart.

So, the guard showed a disdainful smile, put the box in his hand heavily on the stone table, put his hands together, and said: "The Concentrating Grass has been delivered, so this subordinate can go back and report, then , I hope Miss Wushuang recovers soon."

"Come here." Ling Wushuang raised his willow eyebrows, his eyes rolled, and a deep smile appeared on his delicate face.

The guard stared blankly for a while, he didn't expect that this trash would be so beautiful after removing the rouge all over her face, but so what, she is still a trash, and he looked at her blindly, damn it, it's really bad luck.

The guard waved his hand, thinking that she wanted someone to send him out, and said arrogantly: "No need to send him out, I will go out by myself."

Looking at Ling Wushuang one more time, he felt aggrieved for His Highness.

"Come here..." After finishing the words, Ling Wushuang's smile faded away, his tone changed sharply as his eyes flashed, and he said in a cold voice, "Throwing people with medicines out of the door! "

She kindly came to deliver medicine, so she had to ask someone to deliver it, although the method was a bit special.

"What did you say?" The guard froze on the spot, some didn't understand.

"Ah? What?" Although Ling Wushuang's two guards were reluctant, they were also ready to start and sent the guard out, but they didn't expect that what they heard was such a sentence, and they were immediately dumbfounded. Eyes, stand in place.

Did they hear correctly, Miss Wushuang said... Throw it out?

"Need me to demonstrate?" Ling Wushuang glanced at the two dumbfounded guards, curled his red lips, waved his sleeves, stood up, and stepped out.

The movement is clean and neat, without the slightest detachment from the belt.

The guard's eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and he felt a fierce momentum sweeping towards him. Before he came over, what happened, he was kicked in the stomach, and his back bowed in pain, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of bones breaking.

(End of this chapter)

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