The two ladies were made to laugh by Feng Xi'er. The three of them were chatting and doing laundry. They were tired but very happy.
Long Jiu stood in front of the study window, staring at the laundry room. The three people were chatting animatedly and laughing together.
Feng Xi'er's hearty and generous voice came to his ears from time to time. Long Jiu held a medical book in his hand and couldn't read a single line of it. All attention was on Feng Xi'er.
Long Jiu didn't understand why she could smile so happily and so heartlessly after humiliating her like that.
In such a short time, we were able to chat with the two ladies in the laundry room.
Is her heart made of stone
Or did she not care at all about his words and his torture
Feeling the frustration of being ignored, Long Jiu angrily closed the medical book, closed the window angrily, and turned back to the couch.
Time passed quickly while laughing and talking about gossip. After a busy morning of chatting, Feng Xi'er and the two aunts became more familiar with each other from being polite to each other, and they could make a few jokes with each other. The relationship grows by leaps and bounds.
Feng Xi'er asked the two aunts to go into the house to rest, and she went to Muzhu yard to dry clothes alone. The two aunts couldn't resist Feng Xi'er's kindness, so they had to let Feng Xi'er work alone.
Feng Xi'er went to the Muzhu Yard, which was dedicated to drying clothes, to dry the clothes. She was humming a song while drying the clothes. She worked quickly and quickly dried the clothes. Feng Xi'er saw a collapsed building next door to the clothes drying area.
She glanced around and found no one. She had slept extremely uncomfortable on that rock-hard wooden bed last night. At this moment, seeing such a soft body, her eyes shone, and she remembered her homemade massage in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Chair, my heart is full of nostalgia.
Sure enough, a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.
Seeing that there was no one around, Feng Xi'er secretly took courage, walked to the soft wooden chair, and lay down on it. It's very comfortable to rock, it feels so soft.
The bright spring sunshine shone on her face, Feng Xi'er closed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, smiled happily, let the sunshine shine on her face, and sniffed greedily. It would be great if I could sleep here.
What a beautiful thought just now.
A demonic cold voice came from above her head, a voice that would scare Feng Xi'er out of her dreams.
Long Jiu put his hands behind his back, looked at Feng Xi'er condescendingly, and said in a mean tone: "You will actually enjoy it..."
Feng Xi'er was so frightened that she couldn't help but opened her eyes and jumped down from the soft wooden chair. She straightened her body in two seconds and stood respectfully aside. She accidentally bumped into Long Jiu's serious face. The look in her eyes made Feng Xi'er's heart skip a beat and she was startled a little. After last night's "bed fight", Feng Xi'er had learned her lesson and did not dare to offend the Ice Ghost King easily.
Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and Feng Xi'er doesn't want to break her bones again.
As for the answer in my heart, the future is long, and being impatient for a moment will be counterproductive. Feng Xi'er thought so.
Long Jiu caught a glimpse of Feng Xi'er's respectful and well-behaved look, but he was not used to it.
Facing the top of her head, Long Jiu stared closely at her. Feng Xi'er felt very uncomfortable and her scalp felt numb.
I prayed in my heart that this ghost king would not cause trouble for me this morning.
After a long while, Long Jiu didn't speak. Feng Xi'er was bold and said timidly: "That prince, it's nothing. I... I'll leave first as a kid. There are still a lot of clothes to wash." Feng Xi'er said, minding her own business. He lowered his head and started to walk away.
Let her talk about concubines and slaves, it is better to talk about small ones. It sounds quite pleasant.
"Stop..." Long Jiu called her from behind.
Feng Xi'er turned around sadly and silently, and smiled with difficulty: "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
Long Jiu glanced at the soft wooden chair and said to Feng Xi'er: "Put away the soft blanket and wash it."
What
Feng Xi'er rolled her eyes and was dumbfounded for three seconds. After three seconds, she nodded with a fake smile and said: "Haha, as ordered, I will take the little one to wash now."
Oh, I really dislike her for being dirty.
Feng Xi'er put away the soft blanket sadly and hugged the soft blanket with her long arms. It was really unlucky that she had just sat down and her butt wasn't even warm yet, so she was forced to wash the soft blanket.
Inhumane. Totally unconscionable! Feng Xi'er had a respectful fake smile on her face, muttering in her heart and scolding Long Jiu.
Long Jiu looked at Feng Xi'er's frail and thin back, feeling a surge of sympathy. At the same time, deep down in his heart, he got a little pleasure from torturing Feng Xi'er. This contradictory feeling was like the two heavens of ice and fire.
Ziyun walked to Long Jiu and noticed that Long Jiu looked at Feng Xi'er's complicated eyes and felt a little uneasy.
"Master, there's a letter from Qianmian," Ziyun whispered in Long Jiu's ear.
Long Jiu withdrew his gaze and asked, "What should I say?"
"Qian Mian said that Qiong Sanxiao has already been half conquered by him..."
Long Jiu chuckled, that boy could talk. You obviously don't have the ability to conquer Qiong Sanxiao so quickly, but you actually said you've conquered half of it
Ziyun continued: "Qianmian said, don't worry, he will bring Qiong Sanxiao into the Nine Princes' Mansion sooner or later. Qianmian has already accepted Qianmian as his disciple. Qianmian has slowly come into contact with Qiongsanxiao. It will take some time." Only time can convince Qiong Sanxiao. After all, Qiong Sanxiao has vowed to retire from the world and not care about world affairs."
Long Jiu nodded, still very confident in Qianmian's ability to do things.
"How is Mary?"
"The Prairie King is very cunning. He seems to be very careful about strange foreign women. Although Mary has attracted the attention of the Prairie King. But the Prairie King never lets Mary get close to him. I am worried that the Prairie King has already suspected Mary. If so, Mary It’s very dangerous.”
It is indeed a dangerous task for Mary to enter the grassland alone. Moreover, the Prairie King is extremely cunning.
Long Jiu was a little worried, thought for a moment, and said: "Let Mary stay peacefully with the Prairie King first, and don't take any actions. She must not arouse the Prairie King's suspicion. If there is a chance, return to Deputy Wei and wait for a while." Write a letter to Deputy Wei and ask him to assist Mary more."
Ziyun nodded and continued, "Sir, Mary sent a letter back and brought back two important news. One is that the Bai Zhan King of Sheng Kingdom has no intention of alliance with the Prairie King, but he is willing to cooperate with the Prairie King, and the two parties negotiated and reached an agreement. , the King of the Prairie exchanged the rich resources of sheep and cattle for King Baizhan’s wind-driving horses and battlefield weapons. The King of Prairie could not form an alliance with King Baizhan as he wished, but he could still maintain a mutually beneficial and friendly relationship with King Baizhan.”
"So, the Prairie King sent Dongfang Buxie into the dynasty to assassinate Princess Jingya in order to destroy the marriage between Nanyang and the dynasty? Oh, unfortunately, it was self-defeating. Long Ba saved Princess Jingya, which made the relationship between the dynasty and Nanyang more stable." Long Ba Jiu chuckled, Queen Wen was such a vicious woman, but the son she gave birth to was not bad at all.
Ziyun nodded: "Being able to dodge Dongfang Buxie's arrow, Long Ba must have learned a lot of secrets from the Shaolin Temple. He is also a formidable enemy to the Nine Princes' Mansion."
Long Jiu nodded: "The martial arts in Shaolin Temple are indeed powerful, and Long Ba is also a top master. However, if Dongfang Buxie really wants to assassinate someone, I'm afraid no one will survive. The Prairie King is rampant, but he doesn't dare to really kill him. Princess Jingya just wants to give Nanyang and the Imperial Dynasty a show of strength."
Long Jiu recalled that Ziyun blocked Dongfang Buxie's arrow for him at the Jiuzhonglou Oiran Conference. I feel guilty. Then he asked, "Does the wound still hurt?"
Ziyun naturally knew that what Long Jiu was asking about was the arrow Dongfang Buxie shot. Thinking of the scene where Long Jiu used his inner strength to drive away the pain for her last night, he felt sweet in his heart and smiled with satisfaction while lowering his eyebrows.