Mu Wanwan didn't know that her behavior to save eating vermicelli would bring such a severe psychological impact on Mr. Long. She was exhausted by the day's affairs, and after burning water to wash herself and Mr. Long briefly, she counted After counting all of her and Mr. Long's belongings, he poked Mr. Long's arm somewhat embarrassedly, "Mr. Long, let me tell you, I won't put down the Spirit Stone for you tonight."
Her voice was soft, poking into Mr. Long's eardrum.
"Although you are not conscious now, it will be very troublesome if the spiritual energy suddenly ends." Mu Wanwan said, "We are poor now, I am going to go out tomorrow to buy grass seeds to ignite, I will make money by then, and then I'll give you spirit stones, give you a lot, and buy some good supplements..."
Mu Wanwan couldn't help laughing when she said that, she looked at Mr. Long's expression changed a little bit grimly again, and felt a little sympathetic, "Mr. Long, your brows are always frowning, doesn't it hurt so much... "
She looked at his wrinkled eyebrows, and couldn't help reaching out to smooth it out. She stroked it lightly, and then suddenly realized what she was doing, and withdrew her hand with a blushing face.
Mu Wanwan felt that her fingertips were a little hot. She felt that she was so shameless. Now she is taking advantage of Mr. Long and poking him in the face while he is unconscious. It's not good, it's not good.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Long, I didn't mean to touch you."
Mu Wanwan apologized in a low voice, but Mr. Long did not respond, so she became bold again, helped him tuck the quilt, blew the light, and said, "Mr. Long good night."
Mu Wanwan quickly fell asleep, not knowing that her actions and words made a certain dragon feel guilty and painful. She had a particularly beautiful dream. All the spirit stones were piled up beside Mr. Long, watching those spirit stones slowly turned into aura and floated into Mr. Long's body, and then Mr. Long became bigger and bigger...
Then, she woke up.
Mu Wanwan rubbed his head and felt that he must have been too tired recently. Mr. Long by his side was breathing gently, and he seemed no different from last night. The sky was just bright outside.
She got up in a hurry, thinking about going out early for the first time, so she didn't get anything to eat, so she gave the two of them a simple wash, then took the half bag of seeds and a burning grass in the yard, and brought nearly All the belongings went out.
The tyrant's mansion is large and rectangular, and the tyrant's bedroom is located in the deepest part of the mansion, and further inside is a high mountain, which is also a forbidden place. I don't know if it was because of the constant surveillance, not long after Mu Wanwan left the palace, someone blocked her way.
It was an acquaintance she had met once, the little maid who gave Bai Shuiyao a slap in the face that day, she looked at Mu Wanwan with a smile, and gave a rather formal salute, "Where is Madam going so early? ?"
Mu Wanwan also smiled at her, "I want to go to the market, you..."
The little girl saw her embarrassment and said, "Just call me Hongye, Madam."
"Hongye." Mu Wanwan still likes this little maid, but she is a little embarrassed to hear her name is Hongye. Hongye is probably Qingye's younger sister. I thought this girl liked Aoba...
"If Madam is going today, she will go out in ten days next time. Does Madam really want to go out today?" Hongye asked.
"Yeah." Mu Wanwan nodded.
"Okay, it's a bit far from the madam to go to the nearest market. I will take the madam out of the house. Please wait here for a while." Hongye said and ran away quickly.
Soon, the sound of 'da da' came from Mu Wanwan's ear. She was a little overjoyed and wondered if there was a carriage? As soon as she turned her head, she saw Hongye driving an ox cart and waved to her, "Madam, get in the car, this ox is very docile."
Mu Wanwan: "..."
It turned out that there was still an ox cart in the house. Mu Wanwan put on the hat that Hongye handed her, and sat in the car to complain silently.
Hongye asked while driving an ox cart, "Ma'am, there are three bigger markets by the mansion, which one do you want to go to?"
Mu Wanwan was a little stunned. The original body only lived in a small place under the tyrant's territory before, and she didn't know anything about the market around the tyrant's mansion. She said a little embarrassedly, "Hongye, can you please tell me what is there? How many markets?"
Hongye turned her head and glanced at her meaningfully, "Don't you know Madam?"
Mu Wanwan choked, thinking of something, he gritted his teeth and took out a low-grade spirit stone from his pocket and handed it to Hongye, "Hongye, please."
Hongye smiled at her and said, "Madam is so polite," but she still took the spirit stone and put it in her pocket.
"The dragon's market is the closest, but the things sold are very expensive. There is a market where the humans and the dwarves run together. The most broken and smallest market is the elves." Hongye said, "Mrs. It's good to go to the market of the energy people."
"Why don't you go to the market of the human race and the dwarf race?" Mu Wanwan was a little puzzled. In the original body's memory, several elves in the Mu father's territory were particularly exclusive, and the human race and the dwarves seemed to be better.
"Madam doesn't know, although the elves are a bit xenophobic, but they are lofty and disdain to deceive the weak, and the things they sell are cheap." Hongye chuckled, "We servants usually go to the fair of the elves."
"But it still depends on the needs of the lady. If you want to buy some textiles and vegetables, go to the fair of the elves. If you want to go to the auction house or buy precious things, go to the market of the dragon, the human and the dwarf. Just weapons and the black market, or buying some slaves."
Hongye is quite kind, she told Mu Wanwan everything she knew, "Where do you want to go, Madam?"
"Go to the elves." Mu Wanwan thought that she was poor now, and she wanted to buy seeds. The elves are better at planting, and she is also a monk of the wood type. Maybe you can find some there. seed.
"Okay." Hongye didn't delay, "It will take about an hour from here, madam, don't take off your bamboo hat."
Mu Wanwan nodded sullenly, secretly guessing that this bamboo hat was probably to avoid her identity being discovered, right
The ox cart gradually moved away from the palace, Mu Wanwan couldn't help turning his head to look at the palace that looked majestic but extremely desolate outside, silently reciting "Mr. Long" in his heart—
She was just about to go out, but she missed him a little.
If she leaves for a day, will he be bullied
She locked the door and should be fine.
When the bullock cart left the side gate of the Tyrant Mansion, Ao Qin, who occupied the palace near the main gate, slowly opened his eyes.
His consciousness can spread to almost the entire tyrant's mansion, like an invisible eye, watching Mu Wanwan drive towards the territory of the elf tribe in an ox cart.
"Sir, do you want to send someone to protect Madam?" asked the heilong confidant who was kneeling below.
Ao Qin pointed his finger and said indifferently, "No need."
It's just a prop used to make face, and if you die, you will die.