I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 15|Fifteen dragons

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Mu Wanwan didn’t know that her behavior in order to save eating rice would have such a severe psychological impact on Mr. Long. She was exhausted by the things during the day and boiled water to help herself and Mr. Long wash up briefly. Afterwards, she counted all her and Mr. Long’s belongings, and poked Mr. Long’s arm with some embarrassment, “Mr. Long, let me tell you, I won’t put down the spiritual stones for you tonight.”

Her voice was soft, piercing Mr. Long’s eardrums.

"Although you are unconscious now, it will be very troublesome if your spiritual energy suddenly cuts off." Mu Wanwan thought, "We are poor now. I plan to go out to buy ignited grass seeds tomorrow. I will make money by then. I’ll give you spiritual stones, give you lots and lots of them, and buy you good supplements..."

Mu Wanwan couldn't help but laugh as she spoke. She looked at Mr. Long's expression that had changed to a ferocious expression at some point, and felt a little sympathetic, "Mr. Long, your brows are always frowning, aren't you special?" It hurts..."

She looked at his frowning eyebrows, and couldn't help but reach out to smooth them. She stroked them gently, then suddenly realized what she was doing, and withdrew her hands with a blushing face.

Mu Wanwan felt that her fingertips were a little hot. She felt that she was so shameless. She was taking advantage of Mr. Long now and kept poking him in the face while he was unconscious. This is not good, not good. .

"I'm sorry, Mr. Long, I didn't mean to touch you."

Mu Wanwan apologized in a low voice, but Mr. Long didn't respond, so she became bolder again, helped him tuck the quilt, blew out the lamp, and said, "Good night, Mr. Long."

Mu Wanwan fell asleep quickly, unaware that her actions and words made a certain dragon feel guilty and painful. She had a particularly beautiful dream, in which she earned a lot of spiritual stones. All those crystal clear spiritual stones were piled up next to Mr. Long. Watching those spiritual stones slowly turn into spiritual energy and float into Mr. Long's body, and then Mr. Long becomes bigger and bigger... ......

Then she woke up.

Mu Wanwan rubbed his head, feeling that he must have been too tired recently. Mr. Long beside him was breathing slowly and looked no different from last night. It was just getting dark outside.

She had something on her mind and got up in a hurry. She thought she would go out early for the first time, so she didn’t get anything to eat. She washed them briefly, then took the half pack of seeds and a stick of burning grass from the yard. He took almost all his belongings and left the house.

The Tyrant's Mansion is very large and rectangular in shape. The Tyrant's palace is located at the deepest part of the mansion. Further inside is a high mountain, which is also the forbidden area. I don't know if it was because she was being watched all the time, but not long after Mu Wanwan walked out of the palace, someone blocked her way.

It was an acquaintance she had met once. She was the little maid who gave Bai Shuiyao a hard slap that day. She looked at Mu Wanwan with a smile and gave a fairly decent salute, "Madam, it's so early. Where are you going?"

Mu Wanwan also smiled at her, "I want to go to the market, you..."

The little maid noticed her embarrassment and said, "Madam, just call me Hongye."

"Hongye." Mu Wanwan still has a good impression of this little maid, but when she heard her name was Hongye, she was a little embarrassed. Hongye must be Qingye's sister. She had seen this maid hate Baishui so much before. Yao, I thought this maid liked Qingye...

"If Madam wants to go out today, her next trip will be ten days later. Does Madam really want to go out today?" Hongye asked.

"Yes." Mu Wanwan nodded.

"Okay, it's a bit far for Madam to go out to the nearest market from here. I'll take Madam out. Please wait here for a while." Hong Ye said and ran away quickly.

Soon, Mu Wanwan heard the sound of "da da" in her ears. She was a little happy and thought, could there be a carriage? As soon as she turned around, she saw Hongye driving a bullock cart and waved to her, "Madam, get in the cart. This cow is very docile."

Mu Wanwan: "..."

It turned out that there was an oxcart in the house. Mu Wanwan put on the bamboo hat that Hongye handed her and sat in the car complaining silently.

While driving a bullock cart, Hongye asked, "Madam, there are three larger markets near my house. Which one do you want to go to?"

Mu Wanwan was a little dazed. She only lived in a small place under the tyrant's territory before and didn't know anything about the markets around the tyrant's mansion. She said a little embarrassedly, "Hongye, could you please tell me?" How many markets are there?"

Hongye turned his head and glanced at her meaningfully, "Don't you know, madam?"

Mu Wanwan choked and thought of something. He gritted his teeth and took out a low-grade spiritual stone from his pocket and handed it to Hongye, "Hongye, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Hongye smiled at her and said, "Madam, you are so kind." However, she still took the spirit stone and put it in her pocket.

"The Dragon Clan's market is the closest, but the things they sell are very expensive. There is a market a little further away that the Humans and Dwarves have together. The shabbiest and smallest market is the Elf Clan's." Hongye said, "Madam, it's best to go to the elves' market."

"Why not go to the market of humans and dwarves?" Mu Wanwan was a little confused. In the original memory, several elves in Mu's father's territory were very xenophobic, and humans and dwarves seemed to be better.

"Madam, I don't know. Although the elves are a bit xenophobic, they are noble and disdain to deceive the weak, and the things they sell are cheap." Hongye chuckled, "We servants usually go to the fair where the elves are. City."

"But it still depends on your wife's needs. If you want to buy some textiles and vegetables, go to the elves' market. If you want to go to the auction house or buy precious things, go to the dragon's market. Humans and What the dwarves have is weapons and the black market, or buying some slaves."

Hongye was quite kind and told Mu Wanwan everything she knew, "Where do you want to go, madam?"

"Go to the Elf Tribe." Mu Wanwan thought how poor she was now, and she originally wanted to buy seeds. The Elf Tribe is better at planting, and she is also a monk of the Wood Element. Maybe she can get it there. Found some seeds.

"Okay." Hongye didn't waste any time, "It takes about an hour from here. Madam, please don't take off your curtain hat."

Mu Wanwan nodded dullly, secretly guessing that this curtain was probably to prevent her identity from being discovered, right?

The ox cart gradually moved away from the palace. Mu Wanwan couldn't help turning her head to look at the palace that looked majestic but extremely desolate outside, silently thinking "Mr. Long" in her heart——

She was just getting ready to go out, but she missed him a little.

Will he be bullied if she leaves for a day?

She locked the door, so she should be fine.

When the ox cart left the side entrance of the Tyrant's Mansion, Ao Qin, who occupied the palace near the main entrance, slowly opened his eyes.

His spiritual consciousness can spread to almost the entire Tyrant Mansion, like an invisible eye, watching Mu Wanwan ride an ox cart towards the Elf territory.

"Sir, do you want to send someone to protect Madam?" asked the Black Dragon's confidant who was kneeling below.

Ao Qin pointed his finger and said coldly, "No need."

It's just a prop used to show off one's face. If you die, you will die.