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As soon as she finished speaking, the county lord of Dongyang rushed out, and her sudden resoluteness made Mu Shaoling shocked.

Somehow I felt very uncomfortable in my heart. And there was also a feeling of emptiness, he thought that he must not have rested well, or he was thinking too much, how could he feel this way?

Mu Shaoling shook his head and asked Xiao Er in the inn to prepare some water for him, thinking that he would go to bed early tonight and go to sea early tomorrow morning.

He thought it was very fast, that island was not a maze island, and there was no fog, how could he not find it?

Moreover, Fish Man Grass is not a particularly rare herb, but the growth period is relatively short, as long as you look carefully on the island, you will definitely be able to find it.

Thinking of this, Mu Shaoling was a little irritable, what a bunch of waste, such a simple herb could not be found.

The more I thought about it, the more irritable I became, and then I couldn't sleep.

Later, the pretty face of the county lord of Dongyang flashed in his mind, thinking that she should be on her way back to the capital now, right? The road from Shandong to the capital was quite peaceful, and the guards followed without worrying about her safety. But why was the problem so boring, and he sat up directly from the bed.

I was stunned in my room until almost dawn and barely slept for an hour.

When the little servant knocked on his door, he was startled to see the bloodshot in his eyes.

"Childe, you didn't sleep well last night, did you? Why don't you go sleep for a while and we'll go to sea tomorrow? ”

"Shut up!" Mu Shaoling glared at him with a little headache, "What are you yelling about?" Let's go down and prepare some water first, and then prepare breakfast, and then let's eat and leave. ”

After saying that, the door slammed shut again, and the little guy touched his nose and went downstairs in fright, but he was thinking in his heart, why was the master so angry early in the morning? It's like wanting to be dissatisfied.

And after the little maid went downstairs, the county lord of Dongyang in the next room also went downstairs, but she was the only one who went downstairs, and the guards and maids who followed her were gone.

She was alone with her chin propped up, sitting at a table, looking around boredly.

Well, what Mu Shaoling saw when he came down was such a scene.

Mu Shaoling said in his heart, she didn't go back to the capital? Didn't you go back to the capital last night? Somehow, Mu Shaoling found that the haze in his heart seemed to have been swept away.

Seeing her sitting at the table, Mu Shaoling walked over and sat down without speaking, which happened to be the side where the county lord of Dongyang turned his head to look.

As soon as the county lord of Dongyang saw him coming, he twisted his face, and the back of his head was facing Mu Shaoling, obviously still angry, so he didn't see a smile on the corner of Mu Shaoling's mouth.

On the other side of the stairs, the little servant was guarding a table of food, looking left and right, with a confused face, where did the master go? Where did the county lord of Dongyang go?

Well, he didn't know that the two had a fight last night.

was still one of the juniors, and he had an impression of a few people, so he told him that his son-in-law and young lady were at another table, so he had to trouble someone to help bring the food over.

"Master, why are you sitting here?" I want to say, didn't I just tell you about the table on the left side of the stairs?

As a result, Mu Shaoling's eyes widened, "Do you still want you to decide where I sit?" ”

Suddenly, the little guy stopped talking.

Obediently went down to eat by himself.

Seeing that the food came up, the county lord of Dongyang was not polite, he took the bun and ate it by himself, biting one bite at a time, and with a little bit of gnashing of teeth, Mu Shaoling always had a feeling that she was not eating buns, but her own meat.