"Oh... I thought the new spring had arrived, but I didn't know it was still far away. Poor Lord..." Zhuque rubbed his chin and looked at the same time, and still looked at his mistress's own head, feeling very distressed.

"Zhuque... what you mean is... the Lord and his wife fell asleep with her mistress last night... No... there is no new spring..." Xuanwu read a ray of seriousness from Zhuque's eyes that were sincerely sympathetic to his master. He carefully pondered Zhuque's words and made a terrifying guess.

"No, you see the Lord smiling so kindly and cheerful, there must be some." Qingya, who had not spoken much, also heard what Zhuque meant and hurriedly looked not far away. He looked at the smile he had never seen before, and somewhat disagreed with Zhuque's point of view.

"Qingya, you're thinking too much. As long as you have a mistress here, the Lord will look like that. It's not surprising that the Lord will laugh now. Hey... Poor Lord." Zhuque shook his head helplessly, still sighing.

"Then why do you make sure that the Lord did not usher in the new spring last night? The Lord and the Mission have long been legitimate, so why can't they sleep together? No..." Qingya miraculously asked this question that everyone was very "concerned".

"Hey... why don't you know? I don't know what happened last night. Anyway, I definitely didn't. I just said that the big iceberg of the mistress suddenly became enlightened last night. Alas... it must be that we misunderstood the mistress's meaning." Zhuque looked at the white shadow not far away and respectfully casted his meaningful eyes.

"Iceberg? Zhuque, do you say that the mistress is an iceberg? How could the mistress be an iceberg in his gentle appearance?" Aren't the iceberg-type women all have that kind of look, their words and deeds and behaviors? Where is the mistress cold? Xuanwu captured the word iceberg in Zhuque's words and quickly recalled that when he was in the forbidden area, Zhuque also said an iceberg when he looked at the portrait of his mistress. When he heard the word iceberg again, he instantly understood that Zhuque meant that his mistress was an iceberg-type woman.

"That's right, although I don't know much about the mistress, I also think that the mistress is definitely not an iceberg. The mistress is very good at getting along with, so how could it be an iceberg?" Qingya still disagreed with Zhuque's point of view.

"Believe it or not, it will take you a long time for the Lord to usher in the new spring anyway. It will definitely take a long time for the mistress to take the initiative. Lord! He will definitely be proactive and wish to contribute himself at all times. However, when he encountered the mistress's big iceberg, there was basically no yarn. I bet that the Lord will be invited by the mistress tonight! Go back to bed! Hall!" Zhuque ignored the doubts of the two and expressed his own opinions. She looked at the master who was still smiling and laughing happily, and shook his head and sighed helplessly and sympathetically.

"Wow! No... no... still... still... still... still want to go back to the bedroom? Please go back to the bedroom? The master is going to guard the empty room alone?" Xuanwu ignored Zhuque's preface. He captured the point emphasized at the end of Zhuque's words. All his attention was directed to the four words "please go back to the bedroom. If you don't come in the new spring, get close, it's time to get close! You have to go back to the bedroom! My God!

"Xuanwu, don't listen to Zhuque's nonsense. You saw it last night. The mistress treats those people well. This means that the mistress is not an iceberg at all. Moreover, the mistress also voluntarily married the Lord, and it was not the one who forced him back. He must have been prepared long ago. Even if the Lord did not succeed last night, it might be that there was an accident last night... In short... Zhuque, don't talk nonsense." Qingya corrected his point of view slightly and warned Zhuque not to say something bad.

"Haha... nonsense? Then do you want to make another bet?" Zhuque rubbed his chin, his deep eyes shining brightly. Looking at the two people who were in their own opinion, he made a small suggestion "kindly".

"Hmph, I'm afraid of you, come if I come, I will definitely not bet on my mistress." Qingya responded quickly without admitting defeat, hoping to win back the money he had been cheated by Zhuque in this game.

"Ahem... I also think the mistress doesn't." Xuanwu thought about it for a while and was consistent with Qingya's point of view.

"Haha... OK OK, I don't need to remind you what price is this time, right?" Zhuque ignored the two of them. She only cared about the price, so that when the two lost and if she won, she would still have to leave a shameless title.

After some discussion, Zhuque and his friends saw that their owner had gone to the dining hall. The mistress had already gone to the dining hall. Without thinking too much, she ran to the dining hall to help deliver the dishes to the dining hall.

Soon after, the master returned to the dining hall from the dining hall and sat down next to Yunyue in a grand manner. As usual, she didn't have to reach out to move her chopsticks, and naturally there would be food to her mouth.

Yunyue looked at the "simple" meals on the table, but she still didn't relax. She looked extremely serious and tried to eat all the dishes.

Yan Si introduced these new dishes. Although she didn't know its true value, she also knew that it must be worth the same as what she had eaten before. When she thought of this, she didn't dare to leave a little bit. When she was over, she would drink some snow brown liquid to relieve it. She ate every dish until it was liquidated.

"It seems that these dishes are in the taste of Yue'er. Yue'er used to eat only a little." Yan Si put a piece of crystal-colored meat into Yun Yue's mouth, chuckling with a doting smile.

Yun Yue took a deep breath with invisible eyes, and half-closed her beautiful eyes swept towards Yan Si beside her. He didn't say it was okay, but when he said that she had only eaten a little before, the guilt that had just suppressed it surged out again.

She looked back at the dishes with half of them, buried her head in the process, continued to liquidate, and never wasted.

Half an hour later, Yun Yue was already full and all the dishes were wiped out. She looked at the plates stacked around her, and a sense of pride that no one could understand was suddenly felt in her heart.

"Yan Si, I'm going out." After resting for a while, Yun Yue looked at the Chaoyang outside, tidied up her folded clothes, and quietly stood up to say goodbye to Yan Si.

"Well, be careful." Yan Si quickly got up and tidied up Yunyue's somewhat uneven clothes. He stroked her forehead with a doting heart and reassured instructions.

This scene has an extremely subtle atmosphere, which makes the three people not far away twitch their foreheads. Why do you feel that these words are more appropriate to change them...

"By the way, Yan Si." After Yun Yue finished the decoration, she quickly walked towards the door of the kitchen. She had just walked a few steps and thought that tonight was the full moon, which was a good time for her to practice the second magical inner breath. She turned around and looked at Yan Si who was watching her, and added softly.

"Well, what's wrong Yue'er?" Yan Si stood there, smiling at Yun Yue who had something to say, very doting.

"Yan Si should not go to Yunyue Pavilion tonight. Go back to your bedroom to bed." Yunyue's beautiful eyes blinked, with a crystal luster. She smiled slightly, only explaining the result, without explaining the reason, leaving only this sentence that was actually a gentle and considerate word, and then continued to walk towards the door of the dining hall, and disappeared into everyone's eyes in a blink of an eye.

"Dong-------"

Yan Si's iron-blooded heart, who had been smashed without any warning last night, was once again hit hard. He stood there in a daze and blinked his extremely stiff dragon eyes. His strong body swayed in the subtle cool breeze, messy with the wind, and with the wind...

"Puchi--" Zhuque looked at her master not far away, feeling very distressed, but she still couldn't help laughing. She thought her mistress said tonight, and she didn't expect that she would speak as soon as she finished breakfast. The mistress's iceberg was much bigger than she thought, poor master...

Xuanwu and Qingya were stunned when they finished what their mistress said before leaving. They could not have thought that the gentle mistress in their eyes could not be the mistress of the iceberg, and they would never have the heart to let their master guard the empty room alone "invited" their master back to the main hall. My God! Miss Mother... The mistress could not be really a big iceberg! How could she bear it...

"You two, cough cough..." Zhuque bit his lips to stop the unconcealed smile. Her pretty eyebrows were proud and gloomy. She spread her slender hands and her index fingers, signaling the two to pay the gambling payment.

"Why!"

"Why!"

The new spring on the Lord...is still far away.

Xuanwu and Qingya sighed at the same time. Seeing that it was true, they were willing to pay the gambling payment this time, but they were a little weak.

As the three of them were rustling, a shadow suddenly flashed past them, and in a blink of an eye it appeared in front of their Lord, who was messy in the wind.

"Lord, someone is asking for a visit outside the door." The shadow bowed to his master and then reported what had come.

"No!" Yan Si had already come back to his senses when the shadow first came. The gentle bloody eyes that watched Bai Ying leave suddenly turned into a sharp eagle. He heard the word "seeking" and scolded him coldly. The thin and warm aura around him seemed to have escaped into a cold pond, and it was cold.

Shadow was numb by the sound that was even colder than the polar ice cave. He looked down and saw dozens of cracks in the ravine cracks cracked from his master's feet. Shadow bent and took a few steps back and stayed away from the dangerous area.

"Master... It was General He who asked for a meeting. He said there was an urgent matter and said it was related to the princess..." After Shadow stood still, she bit the bullet and added, asking that everyone who saw their princess could line up from Long Hao to Fengxue Kingdom. People who did not have their master's orders asked for a meeting. They always kept them out. However, when there was no princess in the past, everyone in the Ghost King's Mansion had already had a new fixed number, which was to do with their princess. Anything that was normal for death must be re-determined.

General He has been to the Ghost King's Mansion many times, but he was rejected. However, this time he said it was related to their princess, so they certainly made an exception and paid attention to it.

When Yan Si heard that it was related to his Yue'er, the sharp aura on his body was immediately hidden. He turned directly to walk towards the gate of the royal palace. The shadow had long guessed that his master would react when he finished speaking. His figure flashed and turned into a gust of wind. He quickly returned to the gate and signaled the guard at the door to let General He come in.

"General He, what are he doing?" Xuanwu looked at the location of the shadow, and was a little confused.

"Haha, Xuanwu, why is your head not changing at this time? You don't know what kind of person General He is? He has been so arrogant in recent years, because he is expected to become the Princess of War because of his little daughter's beauty. Now he has not made up his plan, so he is naturally unwilling to accept it. You didn't hear what the people in the Crescent Pavilion say about our mistress last night? Now it is certain that people in the entire capital are saying that our mistress practices the magical magic and seduces our master. General He comes here at this time, and must take advantage of the situation." Zhuque knocked Xuanwu's head, and then counted all the money he had "harvested" today, sorted and folded it into his clothes again.

"This time I agree with Zhuque's opinion." Qingya flashed with dark eyes, and the murderous aura was faintly leaked. "General He's youngest daughter is indeed a bit beautiful, and she is both civil and military. I also received other news that General He will fight with his daughter in the early stage, who is expected to compete with his daughter to fight a princess. His methods are very evil and despicable. He must have thought that he would clear all obstacles. When her daughter and Du go to persuade Emperor Hao to marry, her daughter is already Long Hao Duke.

He recognized the great beauty, with both talent and good reputation, and had long been circulated. If Emperor Hao was asked to marry, he would definitely win. Although Prime Minister Helian is the highest minister, he should give priority to the Prime Minister's Office in terms of official qualities, but the little witch of the mistress is famous. He must have not considered the mistress in the range of candidates for Princess Zhan. Now Princess Zhan is the mistress that General He has not considered. I think General He will not stop so easily and will definitely use the previous methods to attack the mistress."
Chapter completed!