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"Is the guest there?" A hoarse female voice came in.

"Who?" Nightingale asked.

"I'm a grooming mom."

"Wait a minute, it's coming." The nightingale and Mrs. Xiang quickly tied their belts. Truth be told, Nightingale still doesn't know how to wear this ancient garment.

Looking at the nightingale who opened the door, the dressing mother muttered. "Didn't you say it was two young ladies?"

This mother is about 30 years old, not tall, with a round waist and thick hips. It still looks very funny against her small face. In particular, she drew a mouth shape with a cherry mouth. It looked like a monkey's ass, and the nightingale almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Childe, what kind of hairstyle do you want to comb?" The grooming mother walked behind Mrs. Xiang, holding a peachwood comb in her hand.

"This hair is so rare." The mother who was dressing couldn't help but praise, and Mrs. Xiang had already heard this kind of praise, so she didn't react much.

Soon a handsome boy's hair was combed out. The mother who dresses up is still very satisfied with her work, although this son is also very handsome, but without his own exquisite skills, the village can't hold it.

"Okay, why are you still stunned? Come here! Mrs. Xiang looked at the nightingale staring at her motionlessly. This princess is really slow to react.

"Oh!" The nightingale was just frightened by the handsome appearance of this Xiang lady, but in fact, she was quite cute like this.

"What kind of hairstyle does this boy want to comb?" Mom is very easy-going.

"I don't know, you look at it." Nightingale really doesn't know what kind of hairstyle to get.

When I just groomed that son, I thought that his hair was rare, and now this son's hair is even rarer, and it is estimated that many women do not have such hair. The mother-in-law who was dressing sighed silently.

Of course, even if she is poor, she knows how rude it is to say such comparisons in front of others.

Looking at the nightingale in the mirror, the mother-in-law who was dressing up blushed unconsciously.

"Childe is so handsome, it is estimated that many girls are not as beautiful as Childe." The mother-in-law who dresses praises.

"Really? A lot of people praise me like that. There are also many sons and brothers who say that if I were a daughter, they would marry me. The nightingale picked up the stubble of the grooming mother.

Of course, the nightingale naturally knew how shameless she was in saying this. Mrs. Xiang next to her is even more, at this moment, I don't know how to despise the nightingale.

"Really? Childe is really joking when he speaks. The dressing mother was also amused by the nightingale's words.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh......" Mrs. Xiang coughed dryly, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Seeing Mrs. Xiang like this, Nightingale was unimpressed, she was accustomed to Mrs. Xiang's harsh character.

But the mother who dresses up is embarrassed. I didn't live long. There are countless people she has encountered, in this case, she naturally knows that she should get out, she hasn't learned anything else over the years, but she has perfected herself by being a man with her tail between her legs.

"Does Childe have any other orders?" In order to avoid getting into trouble, the mother, who was dressing, gave Mrs. Xiang a salute, and then slowly spoke.

"Not for the time being, you go down first. Something will call you later. "Mrs. Xiang is first-class. In her concept, everyone should do what she should do, reward when she is happy, and reward when she is unhappy. A qiē depends on one's mood.

The nightingale is not incomprehensible, this era is such a way of life, if you don't want to be called by others, you have to learn to call others. But the deepest part of Nightingale's heart is still based on the principle that everyone is equal.

"You're such a strange person, your soul comes out of the shell at every turn." Mrs. Xiang patted the nightingale. Pulled the nightingale back from its contemplation.

In fact, I just haven't figured out how to survive in this mode yet. The nightingale looked at Mrs. Xiang and smiled without saying a word.

"Gone." Mrs. Xiang didn't bother to pay attention, after all, she didn't know what this princess was thinking. But she always feels very special.

"Where are you going?" Nightingale subconsciously asked, she was not naïve enough to think that Mrs. Xiang would spend so much effort to disguise herself in order to help herself.

"You'll find out when you go." Mrs. Xiang's words were almost squeezed out of the teeth, and the feeling of being alone for a lifetime almost saw this person as Liu Yanqing in an instant.

What the hell is she going to do? Nightingale felt very uneasy, did she get on a thief ship?

"I've got something to do." Nightingale wasn't going to mess around with her, she didn't have that much time for herself.

"Have you forgotten my previous agreement with you? I can bring you in or let you out. Mrs. Xiang threatened.

"Don't be vexatious, okay? Now I have something very important to do. "Nightingale does not intend to retreat. If Mrs. Xiang continues to threaten herself. Then I had to tie her up.

"Does the princess want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?" Mrs. Xiang is not stupid, she clearly knows what this princess wants to do.

"I didn't want to do it, but if I had to, I would have to offend."

"Oh~" Mrs. Xiang deliberately lengthened her tone, she had long known that this princess would not be obedient.

Looking at Mrs. Xiang's disapproving appearance, the nightingale felt a little creepy.

"Don't regret it." Seeing that the nightingale looked like she would rather die than give in, Mrs. Xiang glared at her fiercely.

The nightingale had long known that this Xiang lady was not a fuel-efficient lamp. She couldn't challenge herself unprepared.

"Why do you think I'm going to regret it?" Nightingale knew that Mrs. Xiang was an acute child, and the method of agitation was a hundred tests for her.

"Just rely on the thousand-year-old snow lotus in my hand." Mrs. Luoxiang sneered for a while.

"You have a thousand-year-old snow lotus in your hands?" The nightingale's heart jumped violently, happy and sad, happy that the medicinal herbs he found had been lost, and sad that it was in the hands of Mrs. Xiang.

"What do you want me to do?" The nightingale is a smart man. Mrs. Xiang went around in such a big circle to let herself and her in, which means that she has planned something and has stood in a very important position.

"Just follow me." Mrs. Xiang still didn't say her purpose.

"Why should I trust you?" Of course, the nightingale would not believe Mrs. Xiang lightly. After all, it is a matter of human life, and you must not be careless.

"Just by it." Mrs. Xiang glanced at the nightingale and took out a piece of snow lotus from one sleeve.

"This is the other half of Snow Lotus, and the other half is in the hands of my personal girl, if you promise me a deal, this will be yours. And the other half, I will also ask the girl to send you to the bamboo courtyard. Mrs. Xiang shook the snow lotus in her hand, she knew that this princess would definitely agree. So she never worried that her plan would fail.

The nightingale looked at the snow lotus in Mrs. Xiang's hand, and her psychology was like knocking over the five-flavor bottle, which was indeed more reliable than going to the auction to find the snow lotus.