Sovereign Concubine: Miss Defying the Sky

Chapter 149: Apprenticeship Ceremony (1)
When the last herbal medicine was spoken intact, the dragon man squatted on the ground.

After Ling'er talked a lot, she suddenly felt a little thirsty. She walked into the wooden house, saw the jug on the side, picked it up, shook it, took it out, sat on the steps, He raised the jug with one hand and poured it into his mouth.

He poured it into his mouth with a "crash", but not a drop of wine spilled out.

It took a long time for the dragon man to regain his sanity, and he staggered to Long Ling'er, but the dragon man stood under the steps and did not take a step forward.

The dragon man doesn't even know what he should say now, but Long Ling'er actually recited it all. This person's memory is so powerful, and he also has an understanding of medicinal herbs.

Anyone who knows before knows that it is necessary to have talent to remember this herb. If you don't have a feeling for the herb, it is impossible to remember it.

Because this herb also chooses people, chooses a kind of spirituality. Up to now, there is no reason to explain the spirituality that comes from the herb. This is the feeling.

Long Ling'er didn't know that she had this feeling, she only knew that when she saw these herbs, she would have a familiar feeling, very gentle and harmonious.

"This, this, you really memorized it all?" The dragon man couldn't believe his ears, and his tongue was tied there when he spoke.

Long Ling'er was sipping the wine, feeling a bit unsatisfied, the difference between this wine and the one he drank before was not normal.

For this reason, Long Ling'er frowned, it seemed that there would be more good wine in the imperial city.

After thinking for a while, Long Ling'er raised his head and drank all the remaining wine into his stomach, hiccupped, and the dragon man closed his mouth when he heard Longlin's voice.

Long Ling'er checked again and saw that there was really not a drop of wine left in the wine bottle, so she put down the wine bottle in satisfaction, and wiped the wine stains on her hands on her clothes.

"Teacher, come here." Long Ling'er raised her hand towards the dragon man, with a little impatience in her eyes, but she didn't feel any drunk after drinking a pot of wine, which surprised the dragon man. After drinking that jug of wine, his eyes would be blurred, and he fell asleep not long after.

Now, looking at this six-year-old little girl in front of her, that little stomach can actually hold a jug of wine, and she is still completely sober, no one would believe her if she told the truth.

The dragon people are now intoxicated by Long Linger's drinking, ignoring Long Linger's movements and gestures just now.

Long Ling'er waited there for a while, but didn't see the dragon man coming forward, turned around and took a look, and saw the dragon man staring at her in a daze, Long Ling'er sneered, and finally that Laughter caught the dragon's attention.

"Teacher, come here, is there any wine?" Long Ling'er turned to look at the dragon man, and hooked his fingers at the dragon man again.

The dragon man finally heard clearly this time, Long Ling'er actually called him a disciple, and his posture was so arrogant!
"Who are you calling disciple!" The dragon man stepped back a few steps, even if he was killed, he would not step forward.

"Whoever answers, call him." Long Ling'er sat there sideways, with a jug beside her, her face was still as white as the moon, not even a rosy rosy, which is often seen on the faces of people who are drunk or who have been drinking. It was a little red, but Long Ling'er didn't, as if the jug of wine next to her wasn't hers.

The dragon man was about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood. Did Long Ling'er just want to deal with him? He really fell into a trap!

(End of this chapter)