Shang Jinhong was neither annoyed nor resentful, but slowly squatted down, facing the old woman in the wheelchair, and gently and slowly lifted up the thick curtain, as carefully as if he were handling a fragile

treasure.

When the fragmented face reappeared, Shang Jinhong couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows. The coldness in his eyes was no longer replaced by layers of guilt and self-blame.

"Zhi Rui, how could you become like this?"

The rough laughter stopped suddenly, and the old woman was startled, then a little frightened, and then ashamed and angry. Her expression was as if someone had lifted up a layer of dusty cloth and trembled it in front of her, making her eyes blurry.

A burst of pain.

Huangfu Qiang, also known as Zhirui, is the eldest daughter of the Nanzhao empress Huangfu Hua and the queen of Nanzhao. She has excellent martial arts skills and ranks among the top ten. She is good at water and satin. Her appearance is beautiful, except that she is slightly inferior to Ji Feitong, the saint of the witch clan.

, no one can compare.[

In the twenty-seventh year of Nanzhao's campaign, there was no trace.

There are only a few strokes in the world record of martial arts, but they outline the beauty's past glory.

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Cui Mo was a maid, and one of the hundreds of maids in the Merchant's Fort who was not an eye-catcher.

She always likes to squint her eyes carefully, has single eyelids, not too big, and her nose is a bit flat, and her face is slightly wider and Z-shaped. Fortunately, her skin is fair and her lower lip is thick, and she has a slight pout when she doesn't open her mouth, which is quite cute.

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She is wearing a pink summer dress and her three-inch lotus feet with her favorite pair of pink satin shoes. The shoes were given to her by the eldest lady years ago and are made of fine Fenshui cloth, which is smooth and soft and can be spread in the sun.

It can also reflect a fine luster. It would be top-grade in the home of an ordinary rich man, not to mention she is just a maid.

Cui Mo usually wraps her shoes carefully and hides them in a small cupboard under the bed. She occasionally takes them out to play with, but she never puts them on easily.

Now, these lovely shoes have not only been worn and stepped into the dust, but the outer edge of the left one has even been accidentally stained with mud marks, and there is a bitter withered petal stuck to it, and the brown and yellow color is attached to the soft and shiny shoes.

Especially eye-catching on pink.

It was almost midnight last night after I served the madam to bed, dealt with some trivial chores, and handed over to the maid on duty before returning to the big shop. Cui Mo has a habit, a not very good habit.

Whenever she is unhappy or unhappy, she always likes to take out her favorite things, play with them gently, and then destroy them cruelly... Of course, not many people know this, because this girl always smiles.

She is not very beautiful, and there is nothing that can arouse the envy of others. She is not coquettish even though she is favored by the eldest lady, and she always likes to chat with her if she is unhappy about something.

But last night, Cui Mo was very unhappy. When she was doing things, a few of her thin nails were broken off.

"Tomorrow, you will be responsible for preparing breakfast in Juan Xiaoyuan." Mrs. Yu looked very tired when she gave the order. She rubbed her fingertips and picked out a few strands of messy hair, but Cui Mo next to her had no time to act as usual.

A thoughtful reminder.

This is really not good news for her.

"By the way, take a look..."

have a look……

Her heart felt a little cold. What were she looking at? The pair of masters and servants who caused the Merchant Fort to make a fuss. Or the center of the fort master? No matter what it was, no slave could have a hand in it.
Chapter completed!