Thinking of Chu Linyuan, Song Ling suddenly felt that she should go to the Night King's Mansion to visit?

This time the matter is still thanks to Chu Linyuan, there must still be a number of courtesies, and Chu Linyuan will inevitably need to help in the future.

Song Ling can be regarded as thinking about it, since there is no way to avoid Chu Linyuan, it is better to choose to accept it, and the person who knows the times is Junjie, and at the same time, he can also take advantage of Chu Linyuan.

When your plan is completed, you can just have a golden cicada shell.

After careful consideration, Song Ling still decided to take some medicinal materials from Ping'an Hall, Chu Linyuan's wound was obviously because he was injured, and it was natural to send some medicinal materials.

Although there is also a doctor in the Night King's Mansion, he is going to thank him, so he can't go empty-handed, right?

Song Ling stood up, picked up rice paper and a brush to write a prescription, and walked into the lobby with steps.

At this time, Ye Luo was grabbing medicine, and when he heard the footsteps, he subconsciously looked over, and found that Song Ling had actually come to Ping'an Hall, Ye Luo was overjoyed: "Miss, why are you here?"

"Something is coming, why don't you want to look at me?" Song Ling quipped.

"No, no, Ye Luo can't wait for Miss to come every day. Ye Luo said with a happy face, looking at Song Ling with peach blossom eyes, tender as water.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, you're still busy, if you're not busy, help me get the medicine on this prescription for me, I'll have to go back later." Song Ling ignored Ye Luo's eyes, took out rice paper, and spread it out in front of Ye Luo.

Seeing Song Ling's seriousness, Ye Luo didn't mess around, but picked up the rice paper given by Song Ling, and after a glance, Ye Luo couldn't help but feel a little different, the prescriptions on this seem to be for the treatment of sword wounds, could it be that Song Ling was injured?

Ye Luo immediately looked at Song Ling, looked at it carefully, and didn't see any problems, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Miss, you, are you injured?" Are these prescriptions for treating sword wounds, or is the young master injured?"

has followed Liu Yishou for such a long time, although Ye Luo is only responsible for catching medicine, but some basic knowledge, Ye Luo has already learned a little bit of skin.

In addition, during this period of time, the two of them were relatively close, and they could be regarded as learning something.

For the prescription prescribed by Song Ling, Ye Luo glanced at it, and naturally understood what it was for.

"Yo, Ye Luo, yes, you can still see these things in Ping'an Hall for so much time, but this prescription is not for me and my eldest brother, but for others, you can help me grab the medicine." ”

Song Ling's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, she was surprised and different by Ye Luo's words, and at the same time a little happy.

Ye Luo, this guy, really lived up to his expectations, he has learned so many things in such a short time, and he will not be able to become a miracle doctor in time?

It seems that he still has to cultivate Ye Luo well, not only in terms of medical skills.

"That's good, as long as it's not the eldest lady and you're injured, I'll be relieved. Ye Luo breathed a sigh of relief, the worry on his face disappeared in an instant, and he jumped up and down to grab the medicine prescription.

Looking at Ye Luo's expression, Song Ling suddenly remembered what Sanniang said before, could it be that Ye Luo really liked himself, right? As soon as this thought came out, Song Ling instantly startled himself.

Phew, what are you thinking about?

The expression on Song Ling's face changed, and Liu Yishou on the side looked at Song Ling's appearance, a little puzzled, what happened to Song Ling?

"Miss, the medicine is all right, it's all here. Ye Luo wrapped a pile of folded medicine and put it in front of Song Ling.

Song Ling picked up the medicine and left directly.

The gate of the Night King's Mansion was built extraordinarily, even if Song Ling had been here several times, he would still feel an invisible majesty oppressing him.

"Miss Song, you're here, I'll go and inform the prince. As soon as the guards at the door saw Song Ling, they immediately smiled, and went in directly to say goodbye without waiting for Song Ling to speak, while another guard hurriedly welcomed Song Ling in.

The last time the head of the government was kicked away, the matter of Tie Laosan being imprisoned in the dungeon had already spread among their group, and they all saw it clearly, and they naturally understood the importance of Song Ling to Chu Linyuan in their hearts.

Therefore, none of them dared to snub Song Ling, and Song Ling would become the master of the Night King's Mansion nine times out of ten, and they were even more respectful.

Song Ling's eyes were puzzled, the guards in front of him were so respectful to him, could this change speed be too fast?

I've been to the Night King's Mansion more than once or twice before, but these soldiers haven't been like this, could it be that something happened?

After thinking about it, Song Ling still stepped in, after all, she came here to thank Chu Linyuan, it was impossible for her to throw things here and leave like this, right?

If you want to thank you, you will naturally thank you in person, so that you can be more sincere.

Along the way, the maids and minions of the Night King's Mansion saw Song Ling and saluted one after another, and Song Ling couldn't help but wonder if he had a dead face, these people seemed to be very afraid of themselves.

Soon, Song Ling came to the lobby of the Night King's Mansion, which was where Chu Linyuan usually met guests.

"Miss Song, you wait here, the Night King estimated that he would come out soon, and his subordinates went down first. ”

"Thank you. Song Ling nodded, and the guard immediately retreated.

At this time, Chu Linyuan also happened to come out of the back hall, because the injury was not healed, Chu Linyuan's movements were a little stiff, as if he had just gotten up, and the clothes on his body were also a little messy, and he was laboriously sorting out his clothes.

Chu Linyuan saw Song Ling standing in front of him, looking at himself for a long time, his face was calm, Chu Linyuan couldn't help but blush, and in just a moment, he quickly returned to his usual calm.

"Miss Song, is there something wrong with coming to this king's mansion so early?" Chu Linyuan looked Song Ling up and down as he spoke, his eyes suddenly aimed at the medicine bag in Song Ling's hand, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Song Ling shouldn't have deliberately given himself medicine, right?

So, is Song Ling concerned about himself?

Chu Linyuan's heart felt a warm feeling, as if something was slowly opening.

"This is medicine for you. Song Ling took out the medicine in his hand and handed it to Chu Linyuan, but looking at Chu Linyuan's stupid smile, Song Ling couldn't help but be startled.

Isn't it? Chu Linyuan can laugh at this? What is this laughing at?

The maids on the side: hiss...... The smile of the prince is so terrifying!