Chapter 170: Raiders of the Ghost Castle Master (9)

Duan Xianxian opened her eyes, it was not the usual darkness, and a dazzling light did not enter her eyes. She closed her eyes www.biquge.info lay quietly on the bed, waiting for her eyes to adjust to this intensity before slowly opening them. For a moment, she still felt that she was in Duanjia Village, no different from the daytime outside.

"Miss Duan, you're awake. Zhao Shishi looked at her shyly, originally thinking that the 'castle master' must be an old man in his seventies and eighties, who knew that he was so handsome. As soon as she thought of Yan Yan's handsome and unusually handsome face, she began to blush again. Duan Xianxian was a little surprised when she saw Zhao Shishi, "Miss Zhao, why are you in my room." ”

Zhao Shishi lowered her head, a little embarrassed, "Tomorrow is your wedding, the castle owner is worried about Miss, so the castle owner ordered me to take care of Miss." She has some bitterness in her heart, tomorrow is his wedding, and she actually has some jealousy.

Duan Xian was slightly stunned, she had been 'unconscious' for two days! She walked out of the window again, the bright sky revealed a strange feeling that was different from the previous few days, if it weren't for the existence of the system, she almost thought it was an illusion. Zhao Shishi saw that she was silent, standing there a little uncomfortable, she has been a long-stayed junior sister since she was a child, and her master and brothers have taken care of her, it is really the first time to be a maid for others like this!

"Go down. The cold voice was as flat as ever. But it soothed the panic in Zhao Shishi's heart.

"Ma'am, this is a new suit. If there is anything unsatisfactory to the lord of the castle, the embroidery lady of the embroidery room is waiting in the side hall!" Fu Bo didn't know when he came in, and stood quietly behind her. Her hand slowly traced the phoenix pattern on the blood-red wedding dress, and saw the black robe with gold thread underneath. So they took out the clothes directly, which was the dress for their wedding.

Everything seemed to be getting easier, and the corners of her mouth curled, "Fauber, I like it very much. There's nothing to change. Fu Bo nodded, packed up the dungeon and prepared to retreat, Duan Xianxian still couldn't help but ask, "Where is the castle master?"

Fauber quickly glanced up at her, and replied respectfully, "The castle master is in the study, and if the lady wants to go over, walk along the garden and turn left." But after Duan Xianxian asked, she sat in front of the window as before, and did not go to the garden, let alone the study.

Yan Wei waved his hand, and the picture that appeared in mid-air just now suddenly disappeared, and he smiled gently, without a trace of warmth in his eyes. "It seems that 'Madame' is ready to come to her senses?" the flower in his hand was crushed and slowly disappeared into the study.

Seven or eight little maids were going in and out of the 'new house', and tonight was the castle lord's wedding, and they didn't dare to slack off. After lunch, Fauber came in with the maid to help her make up. Duan Xianxian didn't bother to toss, let them move on their bodies, and only needed the necessary cooperation. But she didn't see Zhao Shishi anymore.

The maid in the bronze mirror quietly looked at her eyes, and her pink face all pleased Duan Xianxian. She didn't expect that there were such innocent people under Yan Class, and suddenly she remembered that every grass and tree in this Yan Family Fort was a part of Yan Class itself, and the creatures here were all conjured by him. Of course, these maids are also his eyes and ears. She looked at the woman in the bronze mirror who was as bright as a peach blossom, and she lost her mind for a moment.

Duan Xianxian is really suitable for red, neither ordinary gaudy nor solemn, this red is more like a decoration for her, which can completely bring out her beauty.

"The lady is fascinated by herself. The gentle voice came from behind him, and Duan Xianxian saw Yan Yan's body gradually approaching in the mirror. She turned her head, "Husband, why did you come here?" Yan Wei naturally twisted a strand of her hair, "Besides, the lady will be attracted by her beauty, and the husband can't wait for the auspicious time to worship the church." Duan Xianxian's face flushed, and she said coquettishly, and Yan Yan was really stunned for a moment by the flowing eye waves.

He turned around suddenly, afraid that Duan Xianxian would notice his pale face. "I still have some things I can handle. He strode out. Despite his efforts to maintain the status quo, Duan Xianxian still noticed that he had a little disorganized steps and an unsteady aura.

Yan Wei is switching roles again!