"Miss......" Qing'er watched the farce just now, and when she turned around, she saw her young lady's cold face, which made everyone stunned.

"It's fine. Meng Qianzi glanced at Qing'er soothingly, and turned her head to look at the fat mama: "Mama, I'm tired of you." ”

"Don't dare, it's an honor for the slave to be able to teach Miss, the slave maid's surname is Yang, and the young lady is called the slave Yang Mama. ”

"Mama Yang, let's start. Meng Qianzi put down the teacup in her hand and walked to Mama Yang.

In fact, the boudoir etiquette of this body itself is not bad, but she has never been to the palace, so she is not very familiar with the palace etiquette.

And whether it is the original owner of this body or the current dream Qianzi, she has the ability to never forget, because learning these things is also very easy for her.

And so, an hour passed.

"The young lady is smart, and the slave has nothing to teach. These palace rituals and palace rituals are complicated and complicated, and it usually takes three or four days for a girl to learn them at the earliest, and she can't imagine that the young lady will finish them in an hour. At this time, even Mama Yang, who knew countless people, was surprised, she was not mistaken, this girl may not be a thing in the pool.

"It's all good to be taught by Mama. Qing'er, go and get my jasper bracelet. Meng Qianzi's expression was indifferent, and she was not shocked.

"Yes, miss. Qing'er was stunned for a moment, then understood, quickly went back to the room and took the jasper bracelet out, and stepped forward to hand it to Mama Yang.

"Mama Yang has worked hard today. Meng Qianzi said to Mama Yang, turned to Qing'er and nodded slightly.

"Don't dare, don't dare, young lady, if there is anything, just tell the slave maid. Mama Yang didn't pretentiously take the bracelet handed by Qing'er.

"Qing'er, send Mama Yang. Meng Qianzi nodded, and didn't say more.

"Yes, miss. Qing'er was ordered to take Mama Yang out of the yard.

Meng Qianzi watched the two of them walk away, and turned her head to look at a leafy acacia tree by the courtyard wall.

"Your Excellency hasn't seen enough, aren't you tired for more than an hour?"

"Original...... You've already discovered me?" In the blink of an eye, a dark figure came out of the dense foliage and stood in front of Meng Qianzi in an instant.

Meng Qianzi only felt a flash in front of her eyes, and the figure had already moved from the tree to the front.

The same dark clothes, the same silver mask, the same bright eyes as stars but deep as a cold pool.

Isn't it the same person who beat those bandits yesterday? Dressed in black, the cold mask can't hide the elegance of his life.

raised his eyebrows slightly, and the cold light in his eyes flashed: "This scene ...... Are you satisfied with what you have seen?"

"Satisfied...... It's really unexpected, I'm afraid that Prime Minister Meng didn't know that he had such a daughter in his backyard, otherwise...... How could she pin her hopes on Meng Qianbai's stupid woman?" the man looked at Meng Qianzi with playful eyes.

"Hmph!" Meng Qianzi snorted coldly, and the chill in his eyes was even worse: "Your Excellency seems to know a lot about the Prime Minister's Mansion, so what does Your Excellency want?"

"Woman, don't be so fierce, I also saved your life, didn't I?" The man bent down slightly and looked at Meng Qianzi.

The two were already standing very close, and the man bent down, bowing his head slightly, and the mask on his face was almost attached to Meng Qianzi's face.

Two pairs of eyes as bright as stars but bottomless looked at each other so closely, without moving, like statues.

Half a day.

Meng Qianzi's hand hidden under the sleeve moved slightly, and she was about to make a move.

"Woman, even if I don't want you to repay the life-saving grace, you can't do anything to me, right?" The man knew her intention in the moment of Meng Qianzi's hand, and quickly grabbed her hand that was about to beat him with one hand, and grabbed her waist faster with the other.

At the same time, Meng Qianzi's other hand quickly slashed at the man's neck, and the cold light flashed.

The man was startled, quickly let go of Meng Qianzi and flew back a few steps, and then looked at Meng Qianzi motionlessly, his eyes seemed to be a little brighter.

"Good response!" Meng Qianzi hooked the corners of her mouth and looked at the man with a smile.

"Are you satisfied?" The man looked at Meng Qianzi's expression, the face hidden under the mask was evilly evoked, if anyone saw it, they would know that there was still a bit of pampering in that smile.

"How about being satisfied, what about being dissatisfied?" Meng Qianzi raised her eyebrows and looked at the man.

"It's good to be satisfied, and it's not in vain that I came here in person. The man said with a smile and slowly approached Meng Qianzi.

"Your Excellency doesn't even dare to let people know your name, so why are you satisfied or dissatisfied?" Meng Qianzi walked to the table, picked up the kettle and poured herself a glass of water, and drank it to herself.

"I'm here to deliver something to you, and you'll soon find out who I am. The man walked to the table and looked at Meng Qianzi, his eyes were rare sincere.

Meng Qianzi's eyes were slightly blind, and her long and dense eyelashes were slightly curled, casting a shadow under her eyes like a fan, covering a pair of beautiful eyes, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.

The man stood aside and looked at her, sighed in his heart, turned to flick his sleeves, and flew away, like a breeze blowing by, leaving no trace.

Meng Qianzi was still sitting quietly drinking tea, her eyes dim and unclear.

"Miss......" Qing'er saw such a dream Qianzi when she came back after sending Mama Yang back, and shouted worriedly.

"Well, how is Mama Zhao?" Meng Qianzi asked with a reassuring look at Qing'er.

After watching them beat Mama Zhao to death, the slave maid went out of the house directly, saying that she was going to be carried to the mass grave outside the city and thrown away. After Qing'er sent Mama Yang away, she went to take a look. Although Mama Chen often bullied Miss and her, Qing'er still couldn't bear to see Mama Chen being beaten like that.

But although she was a little unbearable, Qing'er didn't want to intercede for Mama Chen, Miss had been bullied for so many years, and today she finally fought back, Qing'er was still a little excited in her heart.

Meng Qianzi's heart is clear, in such an era, human life is like this, cheap as mustard, if you don't want to be trampled to death, you have to climb up desperately, but when you climb, you must also look at the road, otherwise, the catastrophe will not be overturned faster.

"Somebody brought something, in the house, to see what it was. Meng Qianzi thought about the masked man's words and commanded Qing'er.

"Someone sent something, who sent it?" asked Qing'er suspiciously.

"I don't know who he is, so let's go check it out. Meng Qianzi said helplessly.

"Yes, miss. Qing'er answered, and immediately ran into the house curiously, looked around, and saw a pile of things on the bed.

"Wow, Miss, it's so beautiful!" Qing'er opened the box, looked at the colorful clothes, couldn't help but marvel, and hurriedly picked up the clothes and unfolded them.

As the clothes unfolded, a purple halo spread out instantly, as if illuminating the entire room.

Meng Qianzi couldn't help but look at it in surprise, Ni Dress Feather Coat!

I saw the pink and purple clothes in Qing'er's hand, and with the shaking of the clothes, it seemed that the Milky Way was flowing in the universe...... Blind eyes.

Although the clothes are beautiful, Meng Qianzi can't help but have black lines on her head when she sees it, from the emperor's decree to the present, it has only taken half a day, and that person not only knows, but also got such a peerless treasure to give her, who is this person? What do you want to do?

"Miss, it's so beautiful! Miss, is this the legendary neon dress and feather coat you told me before?" Qing'er was so shocked by the clothes that she couldn't pull it out.

"This is indeed a neon coat. Meng Qianzi nodded, thoughtful.

Legend has it that this neon dress feather coat was made by Su Nishang, a female red saint a hundred years ago, who spent 20 years collecting thousands of years of ice silk on the top of the East Sage Snow Mountain. It is said that this neon dress feather coat is the pinnacle of Su Nishang's work, and it is also the work of sealing hands, Su Nishang has exhausted her life's work to weave this thousand years of ice silk, and after that, she closed her hand and retired, and since then the people in the rivers and lakes have never seen her again. And the pattern of this neon dress and feather coat is placed a hundred years later, and it is difficult for all female red masters to match.

And the ice silk is invulnerable, it is a holy product, and it is hard to find gold in the rivers and lakes, and the neon clothes and feathers immediately caused a sensation in the martial arts as soon as they were born, triggering a catastrophe in the martial arts a hundred years ago. It's just that the bloody rain has passed, but the neon raincoat has disappeared.

In the past hundred years, there are still people in the martial arts who are secretly looking for the neon raincoat, but no one has ever heard of this treasure again.

And today, this neon dress and feather coat appeared in her room, and if she really wore it out like this, it would really be a fragrant dumpling and thrown in the dog cage.

"Miss, you can wear this feather coat to the palace banquet, I promise that those people will not be able to come back to their senses. Qing'er said yearningly, a pair of starry eyes were about to burst into dreamy bubbles.

Meng Qianzi looked at the corners of Qing'er's mouth, retracted her previous thoughts, and said funny: "If Qing'er doesn't wear it, it will definitely make those people unable to see it back." "This little girl, after all, is a child, she usually looks steady, but when she sees something strange, this childishness comes out.

"Miss......" Qing'er listened to Meng Qianzi's words, and finally came back to her senses: "Miss, what can Qing'er wear? This is a baby...... This feather coat can only be worn by young ladies. Qing'er said nervously.

"I'm kidding you, what are you anxious about?" Meng Qianzi shook her head slightly.

"Miss...... , By the way, Miss, who sent this baby, why did he send this to Miss?" Qing'er's little head was finally able to think about the problem normally, and suddenly asked Meng Qianzi in surprise.

"I don't know. Meng Qianzi shook her head, she also wanted to know what the man wanted to do.