It is impossible for the wind to blow the dust to call out this sentence "aunt".

I saw him open his mouth, pursed his thin lips randomly, raised his eyebrows in an extremely rare way, and finally sighed and left.

The back is in a hurry, as if it is not his most beloved sister behind him, but some kind of flood beast

If it was the original Yun Ling, he would only feel strange.

But Mo Yue, who had regained her memory, saw something strange at a glance.

"Baby, is there something bugging on the wind blowing dust?" Mo Yue subconsciously touched the corners of her lips and asked in her mind.

"Yes, master." 001's immature voice was serious, more righteous indignation: "Master, isn't that bastard using something bad that makes the master's mouth still hurt"

She was touching her lips. Mo Yue was stunned for a moment, lowered her eyes, but saw a softly maintained hand. The hand was flushed, not even calloused.

Her original hands were full of thick calluses, all brought by escaping death.

Once, in order to survive from the wanted, she tore a layer of skin alive, and as long as the palm of the "new life" is rubbed now, it is a heart-piercing pain.

It's been a long time, and it's been a long time since anyone has had such an impact on her.

Immediately, a vague figure flashed in his mind.

The disgusting smell of blood still seems to linger on the tip of the nose.

Mo Yue's eyes gradually turned cold.

That traitor is a man who is not sorry to die.

"Nope." Mo Yue comforted the timid 001 who was a little uneasy, and opened her shoulder bones casually, neatly and chicly: "I just feel like I haven't been excited for a long time."

001 breathed a sigh of relief, and then said happily, "Then get rid of that guy in this mission." “

"Hmm."

The cold fragrance hit, floated up, and returned to the backyard with the innocent and delicate young lady.

Yun Ling lazily propped up her hands, and her peach blossom eyes, which had not yet opened, casually swept over the so-called rare treasures on the table.

Only one herb barely caught the eye.

The others are useless that can't be said, and the foundation of this Yun family is a bit strange.

"Miss?" Float was puzzled from the beginning.

The young lady ordered all the collections from all these years to be taken out, and squinted back and forth.

The treasure collection conditions on the table are very strict, and when they are spread out like this, many miraculous effects have been reduced by half, and blood is dripping from the floating heart.

The red lark hidden in its long sleeves was drawn out of its head, and its black pearl-like eyes were full of longing.

"Miss."

"Miss."

"Hmm." Yun Ling pressed the little head of the red lark, met the puzzled eyes of the personal maid, and smiled indifferently: "Pick half of the good ones and give them to my sister, and the other half for my birds." ”

"If you like anything, take it."

"Don't ask much."

The floating who was almost vomiting blood was under the careless surveillance of his own young lady, and he didn't have a lot of fine treasures for himself and his young lady's red lark. The one given to the eldest lady is just a chicken rib or flawed one.

The herb was carefully placed in a well-carved wooden box.

Floating in the air whispered: "Miss, this herb was left by the princess back then. ”

No wonder, it's not bad.

Yun Ling nodded perfunctorily, and her mind drifted to Sister Cheap's body: "Stay." “

At this time, Yun Yu, who was worried about her, leaned on Lin Mian's arms with a slightly red face, and her previous decent smile became shy: "What Lin Lang said is right, it is better to follow the meaning of the Lin family master." “

Take a lead and let your good sister marry the young and famous prince of the Qingfeng Dynasty.

The little prince who will die soon.

It's just a pity that the son of the Feng family.