There was no sound on the opposite side for a long time. If he hadn't heard his slight breathing, Fang Xiyan almost thought he had left.

Why didn't he speak? Did he regret it again?

Fang Xiyan couldn't help but look up, but she was right in front of his eyes, and her heart suddenly felt cold!

His face turned pale, his eyes were cold without any temperature, and there seemed to be a storm under the calm appearance: "Very good! Then you make some preparations!"

He patted his hands and two flower demons walked into the hall gate. Feng Xiaoxun said indifferently: "Bath and change clothes for her!"

Fang Xiyan: “…”

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An oversized wooden barrel with countless petals floating in the barrel. The petals were light red and they didn’t know what kind of variety it was. The fragrance was soaked in it. Fang Xiyan had been soaking in it for an hour, and she still didn’t want to go out.

The two flower demons who were serving her didn't even urge her, but just added some hot water to the point where the water temperature was slightly cool.

Her fair and jade-like skin was soaked in water and her hands and feet were slightly wrinkled. She sighed. No matter how long she washed, she would have to finish it. She couldn't soak in this bathtub overnight, right?!

Forget it, it’s also a knife to stretch out your head and shrink it. Since it’s a thing she’s destined to lose tonight, it’s useless to delay how long she can last.

She got up, and two flower demons came over with a dress and said, "Please change to this girl."

Fang Xiyan took a look and was stunned for a moment. A thought popped up in her mind: He finally didn't stubbornly insist on letting her be the green cabbage heart...

It was a set of red gauze skirts, and the only three words that fit it best: light, thin and transparent.

After Fang Xiyan put it on, she looked down and saw that it was so dark. This outfit is an ancient version of sexy underwear?!

The curves on her body were faintly visible in the red skirt, the plumpness on her chest, the slender waist, the faint valley... The infinite spring scenery makes people imagine.

Is this what the woman in the fun is wearing?

Did he be good at this tone, or did he deliberately insult her and treat her as a woman in the fun?

There seemed to be some thread in my heart, and a wave of pain came up, and she grinded her teeth secretly.

Forget it, since the result is the same, it doesn't matter what he thinks she is. It's just a deal, a deal...

A big red cloak was put on her shoulder again and covered her tightly. Fang Xiyan was stunned and turned her head to look at the flower demon who had put her cloak on her. The flower demon bowed his head: "Girl, please. Lord Demon Lord is waiting for you."

Spreading flowers and willows along the way, Fang Xiyan was taken to a house again, with an ancient building, a quiet and elegant layout, and two big words on the lintel: Feiyuan.

Fang Xiyan lowered her eyes, it seemed that he still regarded her as Fei Yue's substitute-

There was a slight slight feeling deep in her heart, as if she had been stabbed by a fine needle. She deliberately ignored the faint pain and walked in under the leadership of two flower demons.'

She only came in this small courtyard once, and only walked around the main hall of Baoxia before walking out. She did not see the layout of other houses in Baoxia.
Chapter completed!