Ling Luo was grabbed by the arm, and the two of them walked all the way out of the gate of the palace, and then walked along Yingyang Street in the direction of the General's Mansion.

"Scum, you can let me go." Ling Luo tried to shake off Xuanyuan Yu's hand countless times along the way, but unfortunately he didn't succeed.

Xuanyuan Yu didn't even look at her, still stubbornly grabbed her wrist, and said, "You are my future daughter-in-law, I hold your hand, what's wrong?" ”

That natural tone made the corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitch uncontrollably.

She could feel that he seemed to be a little angry.

Ling Luo sighed lightly and said, "What kind of temper are you making?" ”

She was answered with a soft snort.

Ling Luo looked at Xuanyuan Yu's almost perfect side face and sighed helplessly again.

"I'm just depressed, I don't lose my temper." Someone's voice sounded very sombre.

Ling Luo pursed his lips and stopped talking.

In this way, there was a slightly strange atmosphere between the two of them, and they returned to the Feather Spirit Pavilion in the Ling Mansion.

As usual, Ling Luo was refining medicine in the Zhen Building in the backyard, and Xuanyuan Yu was guarding her at the door.

Xuanyuan Yu saw that slender back disappearing into the room, reminiscing about what happened in the palace.

She didn't understand how anxious and worried he was!

She didn't know that the woodcutter in his heart was slashing his heart with an axe.

Xuanyuan Yu sighed softly and sat down cross-legged at the entrance of Zhenlou, and at this time, a black eagle flew over, fluttering its wings and landing on his shoulder.

"Black Feather." Xuanyuan Yu's somewhat gloomy face finally had a hint of warmth on it.

When Black Feather heard his master's call, he immediately stretched out his sharp beak and rubbed it affectionately against his side face.

"Hehe, good, don't make trouble."

Seeing that his master was not interested, Hei Yu tilted his head suspiciously, and a pair of golden eyes flashed with doubt.

"Black Feather, you say, is it in her heart, I will always be the last in line?"

Black Feather flapped her wings and let out a soft whistling.

Xuanyuan Yu lowered his head a little frustratedly and said, "She didn't even think of taking me with her when she went to the palace to see such a dangerous person, hey." ”

In the black feather's golden eyes, the confused light was deeper, and he tilted his head like a child, and could only use the pinch of golden retrievers on the top of his head to rub against his master.

"Okay, I'll not tell you. You're so young, like a child, you can't understand what you tell you. Xuanyuan Yu muttered, and a sense of powerlessness hit his heart.

And Ling Luo in the house, looking at the herbs that had just moved in, piled up half of the room, with an excited look on his face.

I have to say that Chen Moxu's work efficiency is still quite commendable. She entered the door with her front foot, and someone brought a hundred catties of medicinal herbs on her back foot, and the guard in charge of escorting said that the rest would be escorted in three days.

For the next few days, the only thing she had to do was refine the medicine. Three mouthfuls of medicine were sacrificed, and the palms were sealed on the chest, and black extreme fire was released outside.

With the medicine tripod, the process of refining medicine becomes much easier, you only need to add the herbs to it blindly, control the dosage and heat, and everything will be fine.

The level of the healing medicine is very low, and it can be gathered into a viscous liquid form, and it does not even need to be purified.

The flames couldn't keep up, and there was the help of the cheap dragon.