Zhao Xian looked around in the moonlight and found that this was actually a small garden, and based on the feeling in the car before, it was speculated that this place should be on the mountain, at least halfway up the mountain.

Then this garden must be built on the mountain. To be able to create such a mysterious and fantastic place, the amount of work must be not small, and the owner here must not be an ordinary person

Zhao Xian is also a well-informed person, and she often goes to the palace of the Great Song Dynasty, but this place is more beautiful than the imperial garden in the palace. She had visited the Suzhou Gardens in her own time, and they were more elaborate than the Suzhou Gardens.

The woman who brought her in before saw Zhao Xian's eyes showing appreciation, but she was secretly surprised in her heart. And this young man looks young, but he exudes a calmness and composure that does not match his age.

Seeing that Zhao Xian was almost appreciative, the woman said, "Son, please come with me, and the slave family will take you to rest." ”

Zhao Xian nodded, did not answer, and followed the woman along the small bridge to the inside, and when she reached the end of the small bridge, she saw a covered bridge separated like a herringbone.

The woman took Zhao Xian to the covered bridge to the right, the red roof of the long covered bridge looked antique, and there were rows of small and lovely lanterns hanging on both sides of the covered bridge, which made the night a little more quiet and hazy.

After getting out of the covered bridge, several elegant and chic small buildings appeared in front of her, and the woman led Zhao Xian to stop in front of a two-story small building near the mountain wall in the innermost.

The door of the small building was open, and there were bright lights and candles inside, and when I heard the footsteps of Zhao Xian and the others, a pretty maid came out of the small building, and when she saw the woman, she hurriedly greeted her.

The woman nodded and said, "Qingqing, take this son in first, wait for an early rest, and I'll come back tomorrow." ”

The pretty maid who was called Qingqing hurriedly bowed her head and answered softly, and led the way first, leading Zhao Xian into the building.

The woman who had brought Zhao Xian in earlier saw them enter the building, so she turned around and left.

Zhao Xian raised her legs and followed into the small building, Qingqing closed the door with her backhand, and said: "Childe, your bedroom is on the second floor, it has been cleaned up, the hot water will be prepared immediately, and Childe will bathe in the bathroom on the first floor later." ”

Zhao Xian stared at Qingqing for a long time, until Qingqing felt uncomfortable, and Fang asked, "Where is this?" ”

Qingqing's eyes flickered a few times, and she lowered her head and said softly: "Childe, don't embarrass the slave, when Mei Niang comes over tomorrow, I will tell Childe, if Childe has anything unclear at that time, how about asking Mei Niang for advice?" ”

Seeing that this little maid's tone was so tight, Zhao Xian couldn't ask anymore.

Qingqing saw that Zhao Xian didn't ask any more, so she quietly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhao Xian: "Childe comes to the bath room with me, and you can rest early after bathing early." ”

Zhao Xian nodded, and walked into a door on the left hand side of the first floor with Qingqing, which was a small room with a window, and when she entered the door, she saw a screen, behind the screen a big bath bucket, and a maid was heating water inside, and most of the bucket water had been added to the bath bucket at this time.

There is a bamboo bed against the wall, which looks very cool.

Seeing that Qingqing had brought Zhao Xian in, the maid hurriedly stopped her movements, pointed to a bucket of water on the ground and said, "Sister Qingqing, this bucket is cold water, you can add it at any time if you need it, I'll go out first, and if you have something, you will pull the bell to call me." With that, he pointed to a golden bell against the wall of the bamboo couch, which led somewhere.

Qingqing Yingying smiled: "Thank you sister, you go and rest, I'm tired for a day, I won't call you if you have nothing to do." ”

The maid thanked her, picked up a few empty buckets on the ground, and went out.

Although there was no water in the empty bucket, it was quite large, and several of them were put out together, which was quite laborious for an ordinary woman, but seeing that the maid seemed to carry it out easily and without feeling. Zhao Xian's heart suddenly tightened, and she didn't dare to be careless.

Qingqing smiled again and said, "Son, quickly take off your clothes and let the slave and maid serve you to bathe." ”

Zhao Xian's heart jumped suddenly, and said, "You go out first, I'm not used to being served by others." I'll call you in when I'm done bathing," there was an unmistakable tone in his tone.

Qingqing didn't mind, nodded and said, "In that case, the slave and maid will wait for the son at the door, if there is something to call." ”

After Qingqing came out, Zhao Xianfang breathed a sigh of relief, stood in place, stared blankly at the bath bucket, and saw a set of clothes on the bamboo couch from the corner of her eyes, which were fully prepared from the inside out.

Zhao Xian thought about it, and finally decided not to take a bath first, but slowly unbuttoned her coat, picked up the white towel on the side of the bath bucket and wrung it out with hot water, and reached into her clothes to gently wipe her body.

Rubbing the long cloth wrapped around her chest, she sighed secretly and said in her heart: "This pretending to be a man is much easier to move, but this chest is wrapped every time, I wonder if it will affect the development of this part of the body?" ”

I also thought that my sixteen-year-old body had developed extremely well because of her perennial martial arts practice, but she couldn't be ruined by this shroud, but now that the situation is unknown, this shroud has to continue to be wrapped, and they can't find out their identity as a woman.

Zhao Xian hurriedly wiped her body while thinking, and deliberately made the water rattle, and then picked up clean clothes and quickly changed into her body, and then walked out of the bath.

On the second floor, the bedroom was unexpectedly comfortable, the whole room was light blue, the windows were open with a slit, and the wind from the outside blew into the room slightly, making the room neither dry nor hot, which was extremely suitable.

Zhao Xian was originally full of worries, and she originally wanted to think about things in her mind, but as soon as she was next to the pillow and smelled the good smell of smoke on the pillow, she immediately fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already early in the morning, Zhao Xian was not used to lying in bed, so she got up early on weekdays to practice with Ah Yan, so she slept late the night before, and she would not get up late the next day.

When she got up, she saw another set of clothes on the chair beside the bed, which was obviously a blouse for her to wear.

Zhao Xian walked towards the window, pushed the window open casually, and saw the back mountain wall directly opposite, the slope of the mountain wall, overgrown with green grass and a little little flower, full of wild interest.

Going down to the first floor, Qingqing saw that Zhao Xian had already cleaned up, and after waiting for Zhao Xian to finish washing, she was busy calling someone to send breakfast to serve Zhao Xian when she finished using it, and the woman who brought her in yesterday also happened to walk into the small building.

Zhao Xian remembered that Qingqing seemed to have said the word Mei Niang last night, presumably Mei Niang was the woman in front of her, but she didn't know what her identity was.

Zhao Xian was in a hurry last night, and she didn't have time to look at Mei Niang's appearance, at this time the sky was already bright, and Mei Niang's face was clearly seen.

The Mei Niang in front of her was extremely beautiful, and her whole body was mixed with a taste of maturity and youth, and Zhao Xian couldn't guess her real age for a while.

Mei Niang saw Zhao Xian looking at her carefully, so she smiled and said, "Childe, but there are many questions you want to ask the slave family?" ”

Zhao Xian said: "Not bad! Can you tell us where this is? ”

Mei Niang flicked her cuffs and sat down on the chair opposite Zhao Xian, her crisp voice sounded, and she slowly spit out three words: "Extreme~Le~Garden!" ”