Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

At this point, the monsoon smoke is not aware.

Two men in black were picking and choosing in the warehouse for half a day, their eyes were extremely hard.

There are so many good things that they don\'t want to put down.

Seeing the sad eyes from his own men, Gong Zhengyu sighed helplessly, then looked at the monsoon flue: "wind and smoke, can you sell all the ore in the warehouse to me?"

The monsoon smoke lazily glanced at Gong Zhengyu and nodded casually.

Looking at the lazy appearance of the monsoon smoke, Gong Zhengyu knew that she was afraid of being absent-minded. He smiled and said: "then these days, I\'ll send people to transport, and let them deliver the things in the scroll. When I see the real thing, it\'s more true than these words."

"Good." Monsoon smoke still has no spirit.

The little beautiful man who has been raised for many days runs away from home without saying hello. Her heart is very depressed.

She didn\'t bully him.

Gong Zhengyu could see that, for fear of what he said now, monsoon smoke would not have any objection.

"But those things are really rare. Even I have to deal with them carefully. I don\'t know if the wind and smoke can hold me for a few days, so I can make sure that there is no mistake in the process of handover." Gong Zhengyu has a warm smile and a pleasant voice, which makes people unable to think of refusing at all.

The monsoon smoke only glanced at Gong Zhengyu. As she knew, Gong Zhengyu lived in the carriage these days when she came to Jicheng. Although the carriage was good, he was afraid that it was also a toss and turn for his body and bones.

Monsoon smoke thinks about it. Anyway, he will continue to cooperate in the future. Gong Zhengyu has a lot of things in his hand, so he agrees.

"I asked brother Ling to arrange a room for you."

Gong Zhengyu thanked him, and his gentle eyes flashed a faint smile.

Today\'s she is really different from the past

With the permission of monsoon smoke, the emperor of gongzhengyu hall stayed with people for a while, and kept his promise to let people deliver things tomorrow.

The room arranged by Ling He for Gong Zhengyu is not close to the place where the monsoon smoke lives. It can only be regarded as a partial courtyard. There is no problem with Gong Zhengyu. Anyway, as long as he is in this mansion, the pain in his body can be restrained.

The soul of the monsoon smoke wanders around the house. Passing by the big tree in the courtyard, she saw a shadow in a trance. Her heart leaped slightly and her steps accelerated involuntarily.

"Wind and smoke?" Sitting under the tree, Gong Zhengyu looked at the abnormal monsoon smoke in surprise.

The eye base of the monsoon smoke flashed a loss that she didn\'t even notice.

"It\'s you."

Gong Zhengyu chuckled, "who else?"

The monsoon smoke curled the corners of the mouth, said nothing, but felt empty in my heart.

Just as the monsoon smoke is trying to figure out what\'s wrong with him, Ling he rushes over and looks abnormal.

"Miss, go to the front hall and have a look!"