Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 847 - : Save It All for Master, Master Likes It_1

Chapter 847 -847: Save It All for Master, Master Likes It_1

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were filled with adoration: “Wet your hair with water, and Sister will apply the ointment for you.”

“Okay.”

Lin Yixuan obediently ran to the basin stand, let down his hair, scooped up some water, and wet his whitened temples.

“Dry it off, don’t drip water.”

Lin Qingluo stirred the ointment and walked to the basin stand.

“Okay.”

Lin Yixuan did as he was told, dried his hair, stood on his tiptoes, and looked at the ointment in his sister’s hand.

The ointment was black, thick, and sticky, with a faint scent of herbs. It smelled nice.

Hopefully, it would work well.

Success on the first try.

So his sister wouldn’t have to work so hard researching, and wear herself out with sleepless nights.

The nine-year-old boy sincerely hoped so.

“After applying the ointment, let it air dry for at least half a Shichen before washing it off.”

Lin Qingluo’s smile was warm, and she carefully applied the ointment to the white hairs on both sides of her brother’s temples using a small brush.

After applying one side, she wrapped it in gauze to prevent it from touching his clothes.

After wrapping it in gauze, she applied the ointment to the other side.

Lin Yixuan closed his eyes, taking in the unique fragrance of his sister, his eyelids slightly damp.

“All right, in half a Shichen, wash your hair clean and come to Sister’s room, so Sister can see the results.”

Lin Qingluo wrapped the gauze, put down the ointment, her eyes filled with joy.

“Okay.”

Lin Yixuan’s eyes were slightly down, his thick, long eyelashes covering his lustrous eyes.

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The sky was getting dark, and the young men who had been shopping and spending money lavishly outside returned to their inn with laughter and chatter.

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Mo Canglan was excited but regretful.

“Master, the storage bracelet is full now; there’s no more room to store the jade.”

“You bought that much?”

Lin Qingluo looked slightly surprised.

“There were so many exquisite jade ornaments, and it was hard to choose. I wanted to buy everything I saw.”

Mo Canglan took a pair of ice-blue, floret jade bracelets from his storage bracelet, and handed them to his little master.

With a red earlobe, he said, “This pair of bracelets is especially beautiful. I specifically saved them for Master.”

“Indeed, they are beautiful.”

Lin Qingluo picked up the bracelets, examined them carefully under the dim candlelight, and liked them more and more: “Even someone like me who isn’t particularly interested in jewelry and jade can’t help but feel a flutter in my heart.”

“There are many more fine pieces; Master, if you like them, I’ll keep them for you.”

Mo Canglan blurted out without thinking.

Before his words fell, he suddenly caught his breath, his ears turning blood red.

“This pair of jade bracelets is enough for me.”

Lin Qingluo smiled and pretended not to notice his embarrassment, shaking the bracelet in her hand and putting it away properly.

“By the way, speaking of storage bracelets, I just remembered, here are five storage rings. Brother Lan can use them first, or move the jade to the rings.”

“Where did these storage rings come from?”

Mo Canglan saw a flash of light in her palm, and five differently styled storage rings appeared out of thin air. He became alert, and the enchantment in his heart disappeared entirely.

“I got them in the Secret Realm.”

Lin Qingluo pursed her lips and told the truth with a cold face.

“The people? Dead or…”

Mo Canglan’s breath hitched, almost biting his own tongue in nervousness.

“Dead.”

Lin Qingluo shrugged: “They fought and killed each other. I just picked up the benefits.”

“Phew.”

Mo Canglan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes alert: “From now on, never take out these five storage rings again. If someone discovers their origin and brings about life-threatening trouble, it will be a big problem.”

“Is it really that serious?”

Lin Qingluo was unconcerned.

Having spent ten thousand years cultivating in the Human Realm in her previous life, fighting and competing for cultivation resources was nothing new to her.

It was just a few storage rings after all, she really didn’t take them to heart.