After Wearing The Book, I Married A Disabled Tyrant (MTL) [COMPLETED]

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After leaving the store, Feng gave Mu Wanwan the frame on the back, along with the vegetables in it.

"This frame is also for you." Feng pursed her lips slightly, and turned her head slightly away from her eyes, "I have many more at home, and this frame is only one or two copper coins."

He said a lot in a cold voice, but Mu Wanwan didn't reject his kindness. When he glanced over Lan'er's baggy hood, he had an idea in his heart.

"Thank you then." Mu Wanwan took the heavy frame with one hand, touched Lan'er's head with the other hand, and quietly placed a low-grade spirit stone in her hood.

What she did was quite covert, Feng didn't notice it, Lan'er did sense the weight of the hood, and looked up at her suspiciously.

Mu Wanwan patted her head and waved, "Thank you for today, goodbye."

She is not a very generous person, but if Feng Feng did not introduce her this time, she might be able to find someone who sells burning grass seeds, but the price will never be so cheap, let alone the seeds of Bixing grass.

Although Feng and Lan'er were willing, she couldn't take all this for granted.

A piece of low-grade spirit stone, and the cause and effect of this lead-in introduction, is also very worthwhile.

Mu Wanwan carried the frame on her back and was in a good mood—

She has gained a lot today. Next, she will go to a pharmacy that she passed by before. By the way, by the way, she will look at the price of the clothes. She thinks that she has to buy some clothes for Mr. Long.

There are only quilts and clothes that she brought in the closet at home. Mr. Long has very few things. They say that dragon is a fan of wealth and likes golden things. But in Mr. Long's bedroom, the most valuable thing is the bed = _=! !

In fact, she has always had a question. Mr. Long is actually a full fruit now. Although it is a half-dragon shape, she has not seen it (Wow——), not that she really wants to see it, but she is just curious_(:з "∠)_

The original book is not over, and there is no such thing as Mr. Long and Bai Shuiyao in the plot. She only sees Mr. Long's love for Bai Shuiyao, so she doesn't know if he really doesn't have that ability. There are two (beep-) things that are deceiving?

Mu Wanwan didn't know what was going on, so she went from making clothes for Mr. Long to Mr. Long's physical health problems. When she came back to her senses, her ears were a little red. She shook her head and felt deeply that she was fine. Stain, but still happily decided to buy some fabrics for a rainy day.

In the end, she went to a relatively cheap shop to buy a large piece of cotton cloth. The boss was also kind and gave her eight silver coins after removing the cloth money.

Mu Wanwan carefully put away the silver coins, and went to the pharmacy to open her eyes. The pharmacy was very expensive, and even the second-order hundred precious fruits of poor quality required two low-grade spirit stones. She felt that it was better not to buy them. She spent a silver coin to buy a bottle of mortal bruises potion, but her legs and lower abdomen still hurt a little bit, so Mr. Long's ointment is only enough, I'm afraid it's not enough.

By the time she finished shopping, it was getting late. Many hawkers and shops were selling food. The steamed buns and biscuits, which she didn't really want to eat in modern times, were now so fragrant that they almost made her salivate.

"Fragrant meat buns, made of first-order spiritual pork, five copper coins each!"

The boss shouted loudly, Mu Wanwan swallowed embarrassingly, and turned his eyes uncontrollably—

The meat buns are still made of spirit pork. They must have a thin skin and a lot of stuffing. The spirit pork is very tender. When you take a bite, it is fresh, salty and fragrant. The slightly hot juice is fried in your mouth. The large meatballs inside can satisfy people's appetite. ...

Mu Wanwan gritted her teeth in pain, and simply ran towards the meat stall in her memory. What a bun, I bought spiritual pork and went back to stew soup and drink it with Mr. Long!

"Boss, how much is a pound of spiritual pork?"

"Five silver coins per pound." The meat seller was a chubby old lady, who said cheerfully.

Mu Wanwan glanced at the bones that were randomly placed aside, and bargained for the price, "Boss, how about I buy half a catty of meat and give me a few bones?"

"Haha, what you think is really beautiful," the boss laughed. "Bone is worth a silver coin and a pound."

Mu Wanwan gritted his teeth, "Five silver coins, half a catty of meat, and four catties of bones."

"No second price." The boss was still smiling, not giving in an inch.

In the end, this brutal but still brutal war ended with the boss winning. Mu Wanwan spent three silver coins to buy a little bit of meat and two pounds of bones. She considered that Mr. Long was just swallowing instinctively now, and eating meat might be possible. It's not very convenient, let's buy more bones.

When she came out of the city with a heavy bag on her back and saw the red leaves waiting outside, it was already noon.

"Ma'am, are you ready to buy?" Hongye held the ox rope in one hand and glanced at the heavy basket on Mu Wanwan's back.

"Yeah." Mu Wanwan responded and put the basket away, "Let's go back quickly."

Mr. Long is still waiting for her at home.

"Okay." Hongye wasn't the temperament of grinding, and when she was seated, she drove back in the bullock cart.

Mu Wanwan hammered her sore legs after walking for a few hours. Seeing the elven market getting farther and farther away, she felt a little emotional in her heart. She had lived through this day, and she didn't even know where to complain.

The journey was a bit long. Mu Wanwan fell asleep on the ox cart with the basket in his arms. When he woke up again, he had already entered the barrier of the Tyrant Mansion, and he was almost at the bedroom.

"Walk slowly, Madam."

After saying goodbye to Hongye, Mu Wanwan carried the basket, took out the key, and opened the door of the tyrant's bedroom.

As soon as she opened the door, she felt that something was wrong, and there was a smell of rotting in the air.

Her first reaction was that the first-order spirit pork she had just bought for three silver coins was broken, and she even wanted to call the boss a liar, but upon inspection, the meat in the basket was not broken.

Oops!

Mu Wanwan thought of something, put down the basket and closed the door, then hurriedly ran towards the room—

Could it be that the bad dragon Ao Qin came to bully Mr. Long when she was away?