After Ling Luo returned to Yuling Pavilion, he couldn't help but smile when he saw Princess Xian still pestering Xuanyuan Yu like a little tail.
"Luo'er, you're back!" When Xuanyuan Yu saw Ling Luo, he looked like he was finally saved, and he directly pushed away Princess Xian's hand, walked over, and asked, "How's it going?"
Ling Luo raised a bright smile, stretched out a finger and shook it.
"One thousand taels?" Xuanyuan Yu nodded, "No wonder, the market price of that thing is about five hundred taels per bottle."
Ling Luo shook his head, the smile on his face became even thicker, still with one finger.
"No way?" Xuanyuan Yu's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "Even if it is top grade, it cannot be sold at this price."
Ling Luo shrugged and said, "But it's just sold. What can I do?"
Xuanyuan Yu looked at her proud look, with a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with doting and helplessness, and said: "Ten thousand taels is a good thing, now we can..."
The corner of Xuanyuan Yu's eyes glanced at Princess Xian who was standing not far behind him. His voice stopped suddenly. Alertness flashed across his face.
"Luo'er, you go inside and do your thing, I'll guard you outside."
"Yes." Ling Luo nodded, his eyes fell on Princess Xian, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, the sixteenth-year-old adult ceremony will be in two months. Luo'er urgently needs to step up her training and cannot accompany Your Highness for the time being.
Please atone for your sins."
Princess Xian waved her hand indifferently and said with a smile: "Go ahead, go ahead, I forgive you."
The Yuling Pavilion was very large. In order to avoid trouble, Ling Luo did not go back to the bedroom, but went directly to a precious building at the back of the yard. The green pine trees covered the windows of the small building with the rain and dew from last night.
Ling Luo sat in it, crossed his legs, and entered a meditative state, completely calming himself down, cooperating with the prison, letting the black extreme fire pour into his body, and concentrating on refining the marrow-cleansing liquid.
The quality of the medicinal materials purchased this time was much better than the one purchased from the three-hundred-year-old man last time. As long as the heat was controlled well, the refined spiritual liquid would be purer.
For a whole afternoon and a whole night, Ling Luo was refining medicine. This time, she directly refined a whole bottle of undiluted marrow-cleansing liquid, which was enough for her to use for two months.
But in the courtyard in front of Yuling Pavilion, Xuanyuan Yu could be said to be extremely annoyed. The unruly little girl had been pestering him for several hours.
"Yu, tell me secretly, what did Sister Luo sell for ten thousand taels of silver?"
"Your Highness, it's nothing. You heard wrong."
"This princess definitely heard it right, please tell me~"
Xuanyuan Yu's lips curled up slightly and he said calmly: "Your Highness, it's late at night, you should rest."
"But……"
Xuanyuan Yu's pair of peach blossom eyes locked tightly with Princess Xian's eyes, and a faint golden layer filled the pupils, and the golden color was like the dusk mist, slowly rotating into the shape of a whirlpool.
"It's late at night and the dew is heavy. Go to sleep." His eyes were full of magic and his voice was full of bewitching.
Princess Xian's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her pupils were dilated, her eyelids were heavy, and she slowly closed her body. She tilted her body and fell softly into Xuanyuan Yu's arms.
Xuanyuan Yu let out a long sigh, and with a headache, he carried the little princess into the bed in the inner room, covered her with a quilt, and turned back to the yard.