Princess Against the World

"Wait for us?"

"what?"

Ling Bufan and Ling Yunxi looked at each other and couldn't help but startled.

"Yeah... The third young master said that you will definitely come to her to ask questions, but she is very busy now and has no time to answer your questions... Let you give her three days, and after three days, she will come to the old man in person He Erye, please An apology..."

"..."

Ling Bufan and Ling Yunxi looked like dogs, and felt that something was wrong with their ears.

"Xiaoying... These words were all said by the third young master to you?" Tao Ding was relatively calm.

"That's right!" Xiaoying replied seriously, and took out the money to show the three of them.

"Then... do you know what the third young master is doing in the room now?"

"This... I don't know, but in the afternoon, I refilled the tea for the third master several times. She was reading books... and she wrote a lot of words. The room is full of paper..."

"She... is reading... writing?!" Ling Bufan responded with a heavy face.

"Yeah!" Xiaoying pointed to the west wing: "It's over there..."

Ling Bufan pondered for a while, then flew up.

"I went to see……"

Clothes hunting, he didn't make a sound of wind, and swept to the window of the west wing.

He is a Xuanba third-level cultivation base, and he could have been silent for a long time.

Piercing the window paper, he saw Ling Luoyu reading by candlelight.

Her face was covered with green plaster, and while she was flipping through the thick pharmacopoeia, she recorded something on the paper.

In the corner of the desk, there was a dozen rice paper with words on it.

Ling Bufan's heart trembled fiercely, and tears flashed in his eyes.

Since Ling Luoyu's failure, he has been disheartened, feeling that the Ling family's defeat is set, but he did not expect that the dead tree will meet the spring today, and Ling Luoyu will read and write again.

Glancing at him, he saw Ling Luoyu holding the pen very well, but it was not the posture they used, but holding the tip of the pen with his fingers and writing hard.

Surprised in his heart, Ling Bufan quietly retreated.

"Xiaoying... You've been working harder these days, stay outside the young master's door and obey orders. If she wants to drink tea and have a late-night snack or something, it's better to have someone to serve her!"

"Yes..." Xiaoying responded, looking a little aggrieved.

Even if Ling Luoyu stayed up late, she had to stay with her.

Ling Bufan knew what she was wronged, and immediately took out a piece of silver from his waist and stuffed it.

"This is your hard work these days..."

"Thank you old man!"

"Okay, let's cook some ginseng soup to refresh the young master..."

"Yes……"

Seeing Qian's eyes widen, Xiaoying jumped away with a wide-eyed smile.

"Chang Wu..."

"Grand Duke..."

"As long as the third young master doesn't leave the house, there is no need to restrict her activities..."

"Yes……"

"Also, if there is anything strange about the young master, you must tell me as soon as possible..."

"Yes……"

With a flick of his robe sleeves, Ling Bufan's expression relaxed a lot, and he strode away.

"Go... go back to sleep..."

Tao Ding quickly pushed Ling Yunxi to follow.

"Master, what did you see?"

They all knew that Ling Bufan must have seen something, otherwise he would never look so relaxed, and asked Xiaoying to prepare ginseng soup for Ling Luoyu.

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In the study, Ling Luoyu matched the names of the herbs in the pharmacopoeia with the herbs in his memory, and then recorded them one by one.

After translating all the herbs in the whole book, the sky has already revealed a faint dawn.