Feng Lan stood at the desk, looking at the new paintings on the table.

"Childe, Lingyin Childe is back, but this time he went to your old house with Tao again." Qin Feng knocked on the door and said.

"Haven't the two little girls been found yet? Does Liu Feng have any news back? ”

Feng Lan's gaze was still tightly locked on the familiar eyes of the young man on the painting, and she asked with a frown.

"Nope!"

Eagerly turning back from Lingshan, eager to see Gui Lingyin.

However, when he drew his portrait and heard that he had finally returned, he hesitated.

It seems like everything was too coincidental.

A year ago, he got 100 grains of Yan Ling Dan.

He saved himself that day, and yesterday he suppressed the poison again.

What exactly is added to Yan Ling Dan?

I feel too good today, is that thing medicine or poison?

Why did he have to avoid Uncle Ping, Qin Feng, and Ou Feng when he healed himself?

And deliberately let himself fall asleep.

Yan Ling Cao? Yan Ling Cao?

After arriving more than seven years ago, he could no longer leave Yan Lingcao.

Feng Lan's right hand touched his left chest, which had finally become quiet and peaceful, and her eyes left the eyes in front of her with some difficulty.

"Keep watching, and send another message to Pu Feng and ask him to come as soon as possible."

Qin Feng looked up at Feng Lan and raised his eyebrows in some astonishment.

"Childe, what's wrong with you? Do you want to invite Yunqing to come? ”

Feng Lan rolled up the paintings on the table and put them in a drawer.

"No need, I'm in good health for the time being, let Pu Feng bring a few more people over when he comes."

"Yes!" Qin Feng replied and retreated.

European style followed.

"Childe, there is nothing abnormal in the Zhao family except that Zhao Yongye and a few guards have just returned home."

"Zhao Yongye returned home with a few guards?"

"Well, they also entered the Spirit Mountain yesterday, and this time the harvest seems to be not small?"

"Humph! Yuan Yiqing, a concubine with a mediocre spiritual vein, actually wanted to plot the position of the spiritual envoy of Mingzhou, and the Zhao family was really infatuated. ”

"Childe, I didn't find any trace of those two little girls in the Zhao family, do my subordinates continue to stare at them?"

Feng Lan twisted her eyebrows and pondered for a moment.

"Go and see, what have they collected in the past two days? Can you bring back the saffron tree? ”

Lingyin's statement about distinguishing the level of Qihonghua, don't say that Zhao Yongping is skeptical, even if he is in a hurry to maintain Lingyin, he doesn't believe it.

However, since he said that he could cultivate high-quality saffron flowers, it should be easier to succeed if he used the saffron tree cultivated by the Lingguan family as the foundation.

"Childe, the letter has been sent, but the saffron tree is transported from Yuejing, I'm afraid it will take some time."

Ou Feng had already retreated, and Ping Si walked in with a box containing a silver ticket.

"Childe, I heard that your little boy is back, and his subordinates will send the silver ticket over now."

This was originally ordered by Feng Lan earlier, but Lingyin did not return for a long time, so it was delayed.

Feng Lan looked at the box and shook her head slightly.

"Wait, wait until Gui Ziyin finds it back."

"Childe, look, do your subordinates want to take Chu Rong and Chu Shun to help find it?"

Feng Lan raised her eyebrows slightly.

"It's okay, you can take the two of them to have a look!"

Faced with a pair of eyes that are almost exactly the same as 'her', and a tsundere look similar to 'her', he still decided to choose to trust him.

When drawing the portrait of Lingyin, Feng Lan's mouth kept a shallow smile on the corner.

Ping Si glanced at Feng Lan, whose face suddenly became solemn, and retreated with trepidation.