Fenghua Peerless: The Demon Concubine is proud of the sky

Chapter 146 Give Me Back the Pretend 9
In comparison, Shuiyu Pavilion is simply a fairyland on earth.

Smoky, orchid fragrance.

Yan Ling followed behind Qingyan, carrying a flower basket, and went around the herb garden specially planted by Qingyan.

After turning around for a while, Yan Ling pouted and looked at the full medicinal materials in her basket, as well as the pile of medicinal materials that Qing Yan had picked and put aside, she said puzzledly: "Brother Qing Yan, who is that man?" What kind of poison is in it? Why do you need so many medicinal materials?"

"Beauty Valley's Soul Eater Powder and Sanshen Soup, Xiaoling, remember not to deal with people from Beauty Valley in the future." Qingyan's voice was very gentle, as light as a breeze.

"Yan Ling knows, Beauty Valley, it's called Beauty Valley, there should be some beauties in it, how can there be such a poisonous medicine." Yan Ling frowned slightly, holding her chin with her hand, still a little puzzled.

Qingyan just smiled lightly when she heard the words, Xiaoling was pure and kind by nature, so she didn't need to explain so much.

"I see, it's a femme fatale." After thinking for a while, Yan Ling suddenly realized, in which book she had read this word.

Immediately, he looked at Qingyan happily and asked: "Brother Qingyan, this word can describe the people in Beauty Valley, right?"

Qing Yan didn't change her smile when she heard the words, and said softly: "Since Yan Ling said yes, then it is."

"Hee hee, it's really like what brother Qingyan said, reading more books is good." Yan Ling happily bounced around in the medicine garden.

Qingyan just glanced at her tenderly, and didn't worry about her stepping on the medicinal herbs she had planted so hard, and let her play happily in it.

Shui Pen and Shui Mo stood aside, their faces all darkened. Every time this Miss Yan Ling tramples on a plant of medicinal herbs, Mr. Qing Yan will use his internal strength to recover. Every time Miss Yan Ling comes to pick medicine, Mr. Qing Yan will consume a lot skill.

Mr. Qing Yan's doting on Miss Yan Ling is almost to the point of doting.

"Young Master Qingyan, they are back." Qingyan was still gathering herbs diligently, when Shui Yan suddenly walked in.

Hearing this, Qingyan paused her fingers slightly, glanced at the medicinal materials collected beside her, and smiled at Yan Ling: "These medicinal materials are almost enough, Yan Ling, let's go greet the guests."

"Okay." Yan Ling happily agreed, threw the flower basket and jumped out of the medicine garden.

A 200-year-old purple cicada plant was crushed by her.

Qingyan didn't change her expression, but the subordinates standing beside her were heartbroken.

Miss Yan Ling couldn't help but be so reckless.

In the huge living room of Shuiyu Pavilion, Mo Yulan sat quietly by the side, while the four subordinates stood behind him.

Qingyan walked in, smiled at the few people, shook her hand, and immediately a maid came in, and said lightly, "Serve the dishes."

"Yes, my lord." The maid stepped back quickly.

Only then did Qingyan turn her gaze to the few people again, and said very elegantly: "This way please."

Mo Yulan glanced at him, and opened her thin lips lightly: "Thank you." Then she walked towards the dining table without making any excuses.

Soon, the sandalwood table was filled with delicious meals.

Yan Ling glanced at it, then turned her gaze to Mo Yulan, and said proudly: "My brother made these by himself, and I just waited for you to come back to eat. See if my brother did a good job."

Mo Yulan drew the corners of her indifferent lips when she heard the words, looked at Qing Yan and said sincerely: "Your Excellency is taking care of you with such great hospitality."

Qingyan smiled warmly when she heard the words: "It's such a pleasure to have friends coming from afar. Since I'm here, I'm all guests here, there is no distinction between master and servant. The four behind you should also sit down."

(End of this chapter)