Di Lin lowered his head and walked out with doubts on his face. The leader seemed to be paying close attention to the saint.
Di Lin thought of what the leader told the eyeliner to do and drugged the saint. So the leader paid so much attention to the saint because he was paying attention to the efficacy of the medicine, right?
That's for sure.
The awakening of the Saint has invisibly changed the management situation of the Holy Religion. The Holy Religion suddenly has two masters, and it is inevitable that the two will fight.
The saint said she was too tired to get out of bed early in the morning. It seemed that the leader's plan was successful.
Di Lin was loyal to Mo Xingcha, and he was certainly happy for his master.
From now on, there is no need for the leader to ask, as long as there is something going on with the saint, he will report it immediately.
So during meal time, Di Lin took the initiative and said: "Master, the eyeliner said that the saint seemed to be very unwell today. After getting up, she ate half a bowl of white porridge and then went back to her room."
Mo Xingsha paused when he stretched out his chopsticks halfway.
"Um."
He continued to eat slowly, but his mind had already wandered to nowhere.
In the evening, Di Lin reported again: "The saint has been sleeping in her room in the afternoon. She got up in the evening and had a meal. She didn't use much. She drank half a cup of wine."
"Um."
Mo Xingsha was taking off his coat and getting ready to rest.
After Di Lin finished his report, he withdrew, and felt very proud in his heart. Sure enough, the leader heard the news from the saint, and he would report it truthfully and quickly in the future.
On the morning of the next day, Mo Xingsha came up to her as soon as he had freshened up and walked out of the room: "Master, the saint got up very early today, and the eyeliner came to report that her complexion is not very good."
"..."
Mo Xingsha reached out and hugged his chest, his lazy eyes swept over Di Lin: "Di Lin, are you too busy?"
Di Lin was a little confused for a moment: "No, my subordinates are helping the leader deliver news every day."
"Di Lin, you are very noisy. You are not allowed to talk to me today."
"……yes."
Di Lin didn't know what he had done wrong.
Mo Xingsha passed him and left quickly. He felt much better now that he couldn't hear Di Lin's words.
I don’t know why he felt irritable after hearing Di Lin’s words!
After having breakfast, Mo Xingsha went to the study. As soon as he sat down, he heard footsteps outside. The footsteps were very light and it sounded like a woman's footsteps.
Mo Xingsha's expression moved and he looked up and saw the woman in red walking through the door.
Nan Qing was dressed in red, her long dark hair was lightly tied with a red hairband, and her pretty face looked pale without makeup.
Her lip color is a little light, and her face doesn't look that rosy.
Mo Xingcha remembered what Di Lin said in the morning. The saint got up very early, but her face was not very good.
Nan Qing walked over slowly: "Looking at what I am doing, is it possible that you haven't seen me for two days and missed me?"
Mo Xingsha twitched the corner of his mouth: "Do you think I will miss you? That's ridiculous."
"Looking at the position you are sitting in, I can see that you are not thinking about me." Nan Qing stepped forward and gently reached out and patted his shoulder: "Sit a little closer."
Mo Xingsha's face darkened slightly, and he lazily leaned back on the chair: "This chair is meant for one person to sit on. If you want to sit, just bring a chair."
Nan Qing took back his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, Di Lin, bring over the leader's chair in the main hall!"
The chair she is sitting on cannot lose value.
Both of them were sitting on the leader's chair, but Nanqing's chair was placed in the main hall.
Nan Qing: "Don't put it too crowded with him. Put it by the window and help me carry a desk again."
