Xiaodou glanced around cautiously and asked in a low voice: "Miss, why did the Ninth Prince treat the young lady so cruelly? He actually relegated the young lady to the laundry room on the wedding night. It was so ruthless. The slave thought that the Seventh Prince was ruthless. I didn’t expect that the Ninth Prince would be more ruthless... Wow, the Tenth Prince is still the best."
Look, this girl is even angrier than her.
Feng Xi'er smiled freely and replied jokingly: "No one from the royal family is good... Tudou, it's time for you to give up on Master Ten. Master Ten is now Cuixian's man."
Thinking of Long Shi, Feng Xi'er felt complicated. She hoped that Long Shi wouldn't be as stubborn as Long Qi.
Feng Xi'er never expected that in this other world, she would be liked by the opposite sex, and they were still two excellent and affectionate men. Her small self-esteem was a little satisfied, but the guilt was even deeper.
Hope everyone is doing well.
"Tudou, go help in the kitchen, and take a look at your fat brother..." Feng Xi'er said, giving Little Tudou a naughty smile.
Disappointment flashed across Xiaodou's face, and he said: "I just went to the kitchen and didn't see Brother Ada. My friends in the kitchen all said that Brother Ada has returned to the countryside and may not be around the Nine Princes' Mansion anymore."
Feng Xi'er became confused, why did Pangda return to her hometown just when she was marrying into the Nine Princes' Mansion? This Nine Princes' Mansion is becoming more and more mysterious.
Is there any dirty secret
It is really an extremely difficult task to test Long Jiu.
"Slave, please go to the kitchen to help. Miss, please quickly change into clean clothes." Xiaodou said and walked towards the kitchen.
Feng Xi'er took out a set of light blue gauze skirt. Seeing that no one was in the room, she moved the large wooden tub for washing clothes to the most hidden corner, picked up several buckets of warm water one after another, and poured it into the large wooden tub. Her body felt really strong. It's so itchy that I can't wash it off.
Feng Xi'er looked around and found that no one had closed the door. Turn around and go back to the big wooden basin, take off your clothes, step into the big wooden basin, and sink your whole body into the warm water. The skin that is not itchy is moisturized by the warm water, and you feel much better instantly.
Feng Xi'er looked at the wooden door and felt very insecure. Ancient wooden doors were not safe at all. They could be easily pushed open with a hard push. Feng Xi'er thought of a quick victory. I speeded up, feeling vaguely uneasy in my heart.
While taking a shower, I stared at the wooden door. Like being a thief, taking a shower is not easy.
Sure enough, the more you are afraid of something, the more likely it is to happen. Feng Xi'er had just finished taking a bath and stretched out her white arms to get the clothes placed on the stool when she suddenly heard a sound. The wooden door was opened.
Feng Xi'er's eyes widened in horror, she retracted back into the big tub, and looked timidly at the person who pushed in the door.
Oh my god, it's actually Long Jiu.
Feng Xi'er shrank too low and the wooden basin was so big that Long Jiu didn't even see Feng Xi'er at a glance.
What should I do? Feng Xi'er was as anxious as a grasshopper, her old face was as red as a monkey's butt, and she desperately shrank her body under the wooden barrel, wishing to bury herself at the bottom of the wooden basin.
But no matter how Feng Xi'er shrinks, the tub is still the same length and she is still the same height.
Soon, Feng Xi'er felt a dark shadow approaching. Listening to the slight sound of footsteps, Feng Xi'er felt that she was about to die.
Feng Xi'er really wanted to plunge into the water and drown.
This face is quite embarrassing.
"Feng Xi'er, what are you doing here?" Long Jiu's voice came from the front.
Feng Xi'er twisted her body in embarrassment, turned her back to Long Jiu, lowered her head as low as possible, and said in a timid voice: "That prince, I took a bath here because I was too itchy. Please, prince." Go out first, the little one will get up and get dressed soon..."
itch? Long Jiu narrowed his eyes and remembered the funny scene of Feng Xi'er scratching his back in the study. He chuckled and said seriously: "I'll give you three minutes. If you don't wear it properly, you know the consequences..." Then he turned around and asked. go out.
"Your Majesty, five minutes, three minutes is really a god-like speed. The younger one is a woman, so it's not that fast..." Feng Xi'er shrunk and risked her life, in order to fight for fair treatment for herself. No more old faces.
The consequences are of course very serious.
Long Jiu, the devil, didn't know how to deal with her.
"Half a minute has passed..." Long Jiu closed the door and reminded Feng Xi'er kindly.
As soon as the door closed, Feng Xi'er quickly got up from the basin, grabbed a towel and wiped it quickly, then picked up the clothes on the stool and put them on. Fortunately, Feng Xi'er's clothes were relatively simple. She put on her bellyband, then her undershirt, tied the ribbon around her waist, and finally put on her light blue coat. She didn't bother to fix her hair. She stepped in her shoes before it was too late. When he started to smoke, he said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, the little one is ready. Your Majesty, you can open the door and come in." As he said this, he jumped to the wooden door, opened the wooden door, and said angrily: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the little one is ready."
Long Jiu turned around in an extremely graceful manner, with a faint smile on his lips.
Long Jiu glanced at Feng Xi'er from her head to her feet.
Feng Xi'er's hair was messy, the ink on her face hadn't been washed off, her collar hadn't had time to tidy up, and her shoes were only half-worn and not fully put on. She looked like a little beggar in a beggar's gang.
Feng Xi'er was panicking, and Long Jiu's look made her feel scared.
The evil smile on Lord Ghost King's lips made people panic.
"Feng Xi'er, you don't even look in the mirror?" Long Jiu asked suddenly.
Feng Xi'er was stunned for two seconds, flashing her cute long eyelashes, blinking her big eyes twice, and asked: "My lord, is this the question you came here to ask me?"
Is Lord Ghost King so idle that his butt hurts
Long Jiu was stunned by Feng Xi'er's question. Why did he come
Even he himself doesn't know it.
"What? I can't come here?" Long Jiu asked coldly.
Feng Xi'er quickly faked a smile and said: "Of course not, the entire Nine Princes' Mansion belongs to the prince, and the laundry room is always ready to welcome the prince."
Feng Xi'er stopped trying to be brave and had a calming fake smile on her lips, which looked very uncomfortable in Long Jiu's eyes.
Long Jiu snorted softly from the tip of his nose, flicked his sleeves and walked into the laundry room.
A simple and old laundry room. The small room was filled with various objects. Long Jiu's eyes fell on a wooden bed under the wooden window, which looked stiff. There was a big bundle placed on the wooden bed. Next to the big bundle was a set of clothes, with a conspicuous red bellyband on top of the clothes.
Feng Xi'er followed Long Jiu's gaze and her eyes widened suddenly. She jumped up to the wooden bed and quickly put her bellyband under her clothes. His face turned red with embarrassment.
Shame on you and throw it in the laundry room.
The corners of Long Jiu's mouth curved deeper. I felt inexplicably happy.
Long Jiu took a general look at the laundry room, and finally his eyes fell on Feng Xi'er.
Dirty, with an ugly scar above her nose, her eyes a little red, and she looks lethargic. Is this the wooden bed she slept on last night
Thinking of his behavior last night, Long Jiu felt a little guilty. His eyes unconsciously glanced at Feng Xi'er's wrist. Thinking about it carefully, could it be that Aunt Chen helped cure it
Only Aunt Chen.
Long Jiu was surprised by Feng Xi'er's ability to survive, thinking that she would cry and make a fuss against him for unfair treatment, but no, she was no longer stubborn, but obedient.