"Don't worry, if I dare to do it, I can handle it." The most powerful master of the little An Guogong is only a nine-star intermediate summoner, and there is no divine beast.
You know, there is a huge difference between summoners of the same level, whether they have divine beasts or not.
She now has the Ice Spirit Magic Bird, which is a little richer in terms of strength. How could she take this little An Guogong seriously?
After comforting Dong Ling, Huang Beiyue saw Dong Ling doing needlework under the dim candlelight. There was a huge pile in the bamboo basket.
Dong Ling was only one or two years older than her, and she should have been at the age of innocence and innocence. However, in the past few years, she had relied on Dong Ling to do some needlework and sell it, so Huang Beiyue's life was relatively easy.
Thinking of this, I felt a little sad.
"Miss, although your engagement with Xue Che has been terminated, miss, you are still young and there will be more and better opportunities in the future."
Dong Ling raised his head under the lamp and said seriously.
"In the future, Miss will become a summoner, and many young talents will come to propose marriage."
Is this girl worried that she will be sad because of Xue Che breaking off the engagement?
How could she be sad? Xue Che's repentance of the marriage was exactly what she wanted. She was also afraid that Duke An Guo's mansion would stick to him like flies in the future and she would not be able to drive them away.
That Xue Che is not a good guy to begin with, but he is a perfect match for Xiao Yun!
"Dong Ling, do we really have nothing of value?" Not wanting to continue discussing the marriage contract, Huang Beiyue changed the subject.
Dong Ling was startled and raised her head. The candlelight reflected her immature face, showing some maturity that did not belong to her age.
"There is also a jade flute left by the eldest princess. The eldest princess loved it very much, so I dare not sell it."
Dong Ling said, stood up, walked to the cabinet, took off a brick from the wall, and then took out a long box from inside.
To be able to hide it in a place like that, Dong Ling's head is pretty good, otherwise it would have been snatched away by those unscrupulous slaves in the mansion.
The box was opened, and a snow-white jade flute lay quietly in the box. It could be seen that the jade was high-quality white jade, crystal clear, shiny and shining, as if it was made of ice and snow.
Huang Beiyue's eyes were frozen instantly, "So beautiful!"
In my memory, I often see Princess Huiwen playing the flute in the courtyard, her lonely back so desolate that no one knows who she was playing to.
Picking up the jade flute, she knew a little about music in her previous life, put it to her lips, and gently blew a simple tune.
Dong Ling's eyes were filled with surprise: "When did the young lady learn to play the flute? I don't even know about it!"
"Well, my mother used to teach me occasionally. I haven't played it in so many years, and I'm already rusty."
Dong Ling was in a trance and nostalgic for a while: "The sound of the flute played by Her Royal Highness the Princess will be unforgettable in my life."
Huang Beiyue patted her shoulder. This girl was really loyal.
"Dong Ling, I'm going out to try out my voice. I'll be back soon."
"Miss, it's so late!" Dong Ling followed out worriedly.
Huang Beiyue took the cloak and put it on her body, "It's better to be late!"
After saying that, he jumped out of the window and disappeared in a flash.
Dong Ling stared blankly, "How amazing! How did the lady become so powerful?"
Could it be that even a summoner would be so powerful? She was filled with envy. It would be great if she could also become a summoner...
