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330 Reasons That Matter

Shi Lanling is more low-key, or in other words, she mainly serves the ghost market.

Unless she has the relationship with the ghost market, she will not take action easily.

Therefore, the reputation is not as big as Jianfeng.

But back then, Muyan heard Gong Qianxue say that Shi Lanling's alchemy skills were no worse than Jianfeng's.

Seeing that Muyan was in a daze and silent, she seemed to be frightened by the name of her own lady.

The maid couldn't help but sneered, her expression was arrogant, but her tone was slightly better.

"Don't blame me for what I said just now. My lady has been waiting for this Dark Clouds Flower for a long time. You, a village girl who doesn't understand medicine, had better not touch it casually."

"Cultivation of the Dark Clouds Flower is extremely difficult. The owner of this yard spent a lot of effort to give it to my young lady. If you accidentally kill it, even if you are skinned and sold, you won't be able to afford the compensation.

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Muyan slowly raised her eyes, "You said this flower is for Shi Lanling?"

"Of course!" The maid glanced at her with disdain, "Did you know that your master had already found my lady a month ago and said that he would send the stamens of the Dark Cloud Spirit Flower within a month for my lady to make elixirs?

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"It's just that my young lady knows that the Dark Clouds Flower is precious and is afraid that you might not be able to pick it well because of your rough hands, so she asked me to come over and have a look."

"Hmph, it's a good thing I'm here. Otherwise, the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower that the noble man specially cultivated for my young lady would have been killed by a rough-and-tumble village girl like you."

The corners of Muyan's lips slowly raised, and a bright smile bloomed on her beautiful face.

It's just that the more charming her smile becomes, the colder her eyes become as frozen as frost.

"It turns out that the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower is very important to him, and that's why it's important!"

Yingmei looked at Muyan anxiously, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

She has been with Junshang for so many years and knows better than anyone else that except Miss Jun, there has never been a woman in this world who could make Junshang lie to her.

Even Leng Qingwan, the heir to the medical school that day, was never taken seriously by the emperor.

What's more, this so-called Fairy Shi.

"Miss Jun, please don't misunderstand me. I love him...he treats you..."

Before Ying Mei finished speaking, the maid looked over coldly.

A pair of eyes filled with scrutiny and disgust, glanced up and down at Muyan, and then said, "So you are the vixen they say you are, seducing noble people all day long?"

"I heard that you are responsible for planting these Dark Clouds Flowers. Hehe... a village girl and a flower grower, wouldn't she think that she could climb into the master's bed with just a little bit of beauty? Bah, how shameless!"

"Fortunately, I didn't let you touch the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower just now, otherwise, this holy flower would have been defiled by you."

While talking, the maid took out the jade box, bent down and reached out to pick the Dark Clouds Flower.

"Ouch——!"

The fat rabbit squatting next to Muyan suddenly roared like a wild beast.

His whole body bounced up and crashed towards the maid.

The little mung bean's eyes were full of anxiety.

But its movements were still a step too slow.

The moment the maid's hand touched the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower, the Dark Cloud Spirit Flower that Muyan had carefully cultivated for six days and played for four hours every day withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone present widened their eyes and looked at this scene in horror.

Muyan's heart tightened even more, and an inexplicable sadness and sadness surged into her heart.
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