Rebirth Space Pretty Girl

After discussing the matter of Murong Ding, the family talked for a while, and the sky darkened.

After Murong Lingran had dinner, Murong Xuan gave her the key to the cabinet where the seeds were placed, and told her some trivial things that happened in the field during this time, and then went back to the house.

Lying on the bed, Murong Lingran was just about to fall asleep when she was suddenly called into the space by the god-sama Chang Qi.

Murong Lingran yawned and asked feebly, "Shenjun Changqi, is something wrong?"

"Did you forget something?"

Forgot something?

Before she could figure it out, she felt a smooth feeling on her face, and she was instantly refreshed. She looked at Heimao with a smirk and said, "I forgot to put Heimao out, Heimao, sorry, wait a minute. I'll let you out, darling."

Hei Mao glanced at the master resentfully, but she also knew that the master didn't do it on purpose.

Shenjun Changqi's forehead jumped, resisting the urge to teach her a lesson, and said, "That's not what I said."

"Not black hair?"

Hearing this, Murong Lingran thought about it carefully, and suddenly let out a loud snort, and said as he walked, "It seems that the fruit tree I planted is about to bear fruit again. I should replace the seedlings and plant it. Fortunately, the gods reminded me, thank you."

After replacing the saplings with divine sense, Murong Lingran was about to go out, seeing that there was an extra piece of land that could be planted, and another fruit seedling was planted on it.

Seeing that she was ready to leave, Shenjun Changqi twitched the corner of his mouth and said loudly, "Girl, what I said you forgot about is the herbal medicine of this seat."

Murong was stunned. A few days before she left last month, she picked more than 200 herbs for him at one time. It has been almost a month now, and counting the time, it seems that it is almost gone.

Looking at the place where she usually placed the herbs, there were really only three left.

Murong Lingran said with a guilty conscience: "Sorry, I've been on the road for the past few days, I really forgot, don't be angry, old man, I'll go to the mountain tomorrow to pick it up for you, and I'll never cut your medicine."

Shenjun Changqi snorted coldly, "Remember what you said, but starting from tomorrow, I will double it and provide me with twenty herbs every day, and they will still be all different."

Murong Lingran shivered all of a sudden, and asked weakly, "Shenjun Changqi, how are you recovering from your injuries now? Can you tell us?"

"It should be considered a complete recovery."

One percent?

She has provided him with herbs for so long, yet it is still only 10%?

Murong Lingran's face was unrequited. In less than a year, the five plants were the same at the beginning, and now there are twenty different plants.

Now I need twenty herbs every day, but only 10% of it has been recovered?

Then when he recovers to 40% or 50%, he may need hundreds of herbs a day, and they are all different.

To fully recover 100%, do you need hundreds or even thousands of herbs?

When that day comes, she estimates that even if she doesn't eat or drink all day, she won't be able to eat enough.

Did she start planning to grow her own herbs?

Glancing at the black soil full of fruit trees, Murong shook his head.

No, it is absolutely impossible to plant in the space, so it will delay her earning money.

Although the sixth brother is back, the fourth and fifth brothers are still outside.

Moreover, the grievances on Dad's body have not been cleared, and the people who framed their family at the beginning still have no clue.