- Everything has a beginning and an end. I don't know if enough people have been killed tonight, but under the deep night sky without moon and stars, the sharp sound of cold weapons colliding, the dull sound of fists and feet hand-to-hand combat, and the dull roar and shouting mixed together finally gradually died down.

Regardless of whether the main gate of the Imperial Palace, which was guarded by the commander of the Kyoto garrison, and the north gate that was personally supervised and guarded by His Majesty the Emperor, whether the murderers in these two places had been killed, at this time, Xixin could roughly determine that the back gate of the Imperial Palace facing the east that he was guarding had been washed in blood, and he had no interest in checking whether the two guards needed help and support.

He desperately wanted to get out of this tall and beautiful complex, but it smelled of blood.

He wondered if when he returned to the small temple deep in the bamboo forest tonight, the gods who had suffered the death of thousands of living beings would be slashed by thunder at the moment before he was about to enter the courtyard.

But he still had to go back there.

Where else but to go back there?

Xi Xin, who took off his iron plastic helmet and revealed his true face, sighed slowly and slightly, injuring more than a hundred assassin masters had not yet brought him real fatigue, but he was tired of seeing those killers who had lost their ability to attack quickly and decisively killed by the Yulin soldiers just now.

And looking at the nameless master in front of him who seemed to have never appeared before, but as soon as he appeared today, the martial arts cultivation he showed was very close to the Martial God Lord and showed his face, it was actually a shaved monk, and the Yulin soldiers standing beside Xixin couldn't help but secretly take a breath. However, because of the discipline of the military. At this time, no one opened his mouth to say half a word.

However, seeing that Xi Xin actually took off his helmet in front of everyone and showed his true face, and then he began to untie the black brocade robe on his body again, the head of the East Palace guard standing beside him realized a problem. After hesitating for a moment, he finally couldn't help but speak in a deep voice: Master, is this going to leave?

Be.

Xi Xin didn't hide it, but he didn't want to say anything more, he had already untied the black brocade robe that was not stained with half a drop of blood, along with the black iron plastic helmet, and handed it back to the chief of the guard beside him.

Under the black brocade robe, there is still the plain monk's robe that Xixin often wears. There was no black robe to cover it, and the plain clothes reflected the weak starlight and the lights of the palace not far away, making Xixin's figure more obvious in the crowd. As the surrounding Yulin soldiers gradually turned their eyes over, looking at the unusually calm and indifferent face of the plain-clothed monk, some people were already aware of a problem.

People in Buddhism. Abstain from killing. It is true that the plain-clothed monk had not killed any of the murderers with his own hands just now. At most, it is disabled. It seems to prove this precept as well, but ...... Why did His Majesty send a monk who had abstained from killing to guard the back gate of the palace?

Could it be that His Majesty does not know this Buddhist rule?

Or is there a mistake in the transmission of His Majesty's message, and his group of Yu Linwei is too ruthless. Violated a certain guard line?

Soon, a lot of eyes pointed to the head of the East Palace Yulin Guard. His Majesty's edict was passed on to the eastern guard area, and he personally commanded a means of killing without leaving behind...... Shouldn't that be the case?

Everyone had such doubts and contradictions in their hearts, but no one was the first to speak. For a while, in front of the East Palace compound, which was covered with blood, lying down the corpses of hundreds of murderers, and standing upright on the neatly paved square with hundreds of Lin Wei, the atmosphere was a little solidified, too quiet, and people felt a little uneasy.

The palms merged, making a soft snapping sound, but it was heard far away.

Xi Xin handed the iron helmet and black robe to the head of the East Palace Yulin Guard, which was equivalent to returning them to the emperor, and then he put his palms together. Said gently and calmly: The main matter is over, the rest of the matter, the chief of the guard can decide, the poor monk really does not want to stop here anymore, please forgive me, and say goodbye.

Xixin asked the chief guard to forgive him for his hasty departure, and the chief guard could really understand. After all, Xixin's smooth and clean scalp always reminds the people who can be seen that he is a monk, even if he does not say that he is benevolent, such killing is taboo.

But seeing that Xi Xin was about to turn around and leave, his mood was a little complicated, and the head of the guard, who was a little distracted, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: Isn't the master saying goodbye to His Majesty?

As soon as these words came out, it suddenly became a reminder, and Yulin Weiqi, who was scattered around the field, focused his eyes on the heart of the stream again. Even if he is a monk who has escaped into the empty door, his martial arts attainments are terrifyingly strong, but there are some basic rules that must be followed, not to mention that the inch of soil he is stepping on now is still the emperor's doorstep.

And if he is displeased that tonight's events are too bloody, he can say it himself in front of the emperor. The other subordinates of the Yulin Army who participated in this bloodbath tonight also wanted to know whether there was an error in the transmission of His Majesty's dictation, or whether there was a disagreement between the plain-clothed monk and His Majesty.

This monk seems to have some background, and all the people of the Yulin Army have seen his martial arts strength tonight, and they are all in admiration and admiration. However, as the palace guards, this group of guards, who are rated in number but are all different from ordinary soldiers, also have some arrogance from the palace.

Just glanced at everyone in front of him, and Xi Xin already roughly knew the reason for the slight change in the atmosphere in the venue.

He was once under house arrest in the Beiyan Palace, and he watched from the sidelines how many power conspiracies took place in the palace, how could he be unfamiliar with the royal rules?

But if it weren't for the fact that he didn't like to play with this set in his nature, and he was tired of seeing this set in the Beiyan Palace, how could he do everything possible to run back to Nanzhao and hide in a small temple to be a monk, instead of returning to the sect?

With a calm smile on his face, Xi Xin didn't explain much, nor did he say anything respectful, but just said four words succinctly: Your Majesty xià knows.

Tonight's events were originally planned by His Majesty.

So when I can go, of course he knows.

The gentle smile on the upright and peaceful face of the plain-clothed monk Xi is not a portrayal of his true mood at this time, but even if he has been a monk for more than ten years in order to hide his identity, it is also more than ten years of being accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, which will always have a certain impact on his mental habits. So that he is accustomed to showing people peace and affection.

However, whether it was learning art with the master in the Great Wilderness Mountain Grassland when he was young, accompanying and taking care of the two junior brothers, or being taken captive by his uncle in the year of the weak crown to the Northern King's Mansion. After several years of house arrest, he seemed to be a mild-mannered man before he was ordained a monk. Even the most aggrieved years spent in the Northern King's Mansion did not contribute to his violent temper.

But tonight, he suddenly wanted to be angry.

He hated the taste of being designed.

However, when he glanced at the sturdy men standing near and far around him who were guarding the safety of the palace, he suddenly realized that after living for so many years, he seemed to have lost a kind of affection. He couldn't help but think that if the two juniors in the sect and the closest and most trusted in his life were by his side at this time. He might be able to get those feelings back. But at the moment, he could only face a group of such unfamiliar faces. inexplicably made his anger unable to find a way out.

Tonight's incident was planned by His Majesty the Emperor, and these Yulin soldiers were only carrying out the king's orders, and they did a very good job of carrying out the orders. It deserves to be commended. However, at the same time, the plain-clothed monk Xixin also clearly realized that the emperor had set up a bureau and had already entered it.

But he didn't want to.

So he was ready to leave and had to leave as soon as possible.

His uncle serves the Northern Kingdom, and one of his junior disciples, who is likely to be the next Ion successor, although he has not yet obtained the official title, he has already done a lot of things to serve the empire of Nanzhao, which has not been established for a long time, but whether it is the Northern Kingdom or the Southern Kingdom, he does not want to enter either of these two imperial arrays.

……

Back to the wings. Mo Ye sat silently on the edge of the bed for a cup of tea, and the mystery that hovered in her mind made her feel distressed gradually fell silent.

Tossed for half the night, she didn't feel sleepy at this time. Soon, the return and departure of Wu Shu, as well as the contact with Cheng Xu, who was an unfamiliar face, the figures of the two of them intertwined in his mind again, and the same was true of what the two of them had said.

What Wu Shu and Cheng Xu said seemed to have their own meanings, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt that there were many breaks in those words, and she couldn't think through them. If you think about it a little more, even last night's trip became a little unreal.

Taking a deep breath of the cool air of the morning, Mo Ye stood up and was about to go out of the house, when he saw Xiao Yu walking in with a small basin of hot water.

Putting the small wooden basin on the basin stand, Xiaoyu took the dry cloth hanging on the shelf and handed it to Mo Ye, and said gently: The bath soup has only burned to a slight temperature, and it will take a while, Miss Mo will wipe her face first.

Mo Ye took the dry cloth and thanked him. Having wiped her face hastily, she folded the cloth three times, soaked it in hot water and wrung it until it was half dry, then tilted her head slightly and spread it on her face.

Xiaoyu was going to wait for Mo Ye to finish washing her face, so she took the wooden basin back to the kitchen and continued to boil hot water, but she didn't expect Mo Ye to have this kind of 'trick', she couldn't help but ask: Miss Mo, this... Is it also washing your face?

Mo Ye nodded, pulled down the cloth and put it back in the basin and rubbed it, wringing the water, she continued: After sleeping for a night, or staying up all night, your face will feel stiff in the morning, and it will be much better if you steam it with a hot cloth, you can also give it a try. After steaming, it will feel better if you rub some flower fat immediately.

Thinking of who taught this special method of steaming faces, Mo Ye felt a faint sour feeling in his heart.

I see. Hearing Mo Ye say this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but raise her hand and touch her face. She pondered the meaning of Mo Ye's words, and didn't notice a trace of sadness slipping across her face.

After a slight pause, Xiaoyu remembered something and said with a smile: My young lady just bought a box of morning incense from Four Seasons last month, which is very comfortable to use, but she ran out of the women's school in a hurry, and it is estimated that the box of good things will be lost in the women's school. If Miss Mo doesn't dislike it, I still have a little cinnamon there, I'll use it for you.

couldn't bear to refuse Xiaoyu's enthusiasm, and after a moment's hesitation, Mo Ye smiled and nodded: It's hard work.

Based on Mo Ye's living habits in the past, she was only familiar with the kind of women's balm she commonly used.

Before coming to Kyoto, she spent most of the whole day at the academy for several years. Because she was with a group of boys, she couldn't be too high-profile, or even unadorned, when it came to putting on makeup.

Fortunately, for this aspect of things, perhaps because there is no one to guide her at all, her requirements are not high. Gradually, Mo Ye followed the convenience of his aunt Li's family, and only used a balm with her in the harsh winter season when the cold wind was biting.

If Moyedo lives in Kyoto for a while, he will have the opportunity to visit the rouge gouache street in this large commercial capital. It must not be difficult to find that the kind of balm she used to use in the past is in the ranking of skin care products sold in Kyoto, both in style and quality. All are extremely low-ranked.

However, although Mo Ye knows very little about this common sense, it is not difficult for her to distinguish from Xiaoyu's words that the cinnamon used by Xiaoyu is definitely inferior to the morning dew used by Ye Nuonuo, but it should not be far behind, otherwise Ye Nuonuo, who did not get the morning dew back from the female school, did not buy another balm, who used it these days?

Therefore, when Xiaoyu came back with her cinnamon cream, Mo Ye did not continue to hide a doubt in her heart, but asked a little implicitly: Miss Xiaoyu, what do you think of your master's treatment of you?

Xiao Yu just returned. Faced with Mo Ye asked such a question. This can feel more or less abrupt.

But. Xiaoyu learned from other servants: The day before yesterday, when the unconscious Mo Ye was taken home by Ye Nuonuo, her master was almost treating her by hurting her own body. At that time, Xiaoyu was slightly surprised. Then I faintly felt that the relationship between Mo Ye and his master might be as the two aunts who were busy in the kitchen when they chatted, and the relationship might not be ordinary.

The Ye family used to be a big family, and this glorious family history, the small ancestral hall in the southeast corner of the Ye Mansion full of Ye's spirit cards can be regarded as a kind of black proof! The servants in the house had to go in there every few days to wipe the dust and dust, and the rough servants who couldn't read a few big characters remembered that there were a total of 76 tablets inside. And these are just the deceased clansmen of the Ye clan who can be ranked as relatively important generations.

However, no one knows what happened to the Ye family, and the guide has withered to the present. But it is precisely because of this mysterious family history that one day the remnants of the Ye family will come to the door and recognize Ye Zhengming as blood relatives. Even if it's a generational house, it's not too strange.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu quietly glanced at Mo Ye's face again, and felt more and more that, as the kitchen aunt said, this girl surnamed Mo looked a little similar to the portrait of the woman in the small ancestral hall.

Whenever the servants enter the small ancestral hall of the Ye Mansion to do cleaning work, when they wipe the tablets on the ancestors of the Ye family and dust off the spider silk on the four portraits, they will look at the words on the tablets and the people in the portraits by the way, and after a long time, the impression will be deep. And as the only depiction of a woman among the four portraits, the servants remember it more clearly, and when they talked about it these days, they also spoke like that.

With this intention, Xiaoyu talked about her master in front of Mo Ye, and she dared to be bold. If Mo Yezhen is related to the Ye family clan, then if she says something wrong, she should be able to bear with it, and if she says it properly, she is even happier, in short, she doesn't need to come to the void.

Xiao Yu smiled slightly and said: Ye Mansion is rich in money, and the master can also be sympathetic to his subordinates, and all the servants will only be grateful to him.

Then what do you think of his behavior of inflicting family law on you? Mo Ye asked. Without waiting for Xiaoyu to answer, she immediately added: After injuring you, she didn't let you rest, and made you do hard work, do you still think this is compassion?

Xiaoyu didn't know why the girl in front of her, who was rescued by the old man and had been showing a docile temperament since she woke up, suddenly said such words that seemed to be angry.

Is she questioning the master's character? Why did she faintly seem to question the master's behavior was inconsistent, and when she heard it in her ears, she always felt a little weird?

For a moment, Xiaoyu couldn't help but be stunned.

After a long silence, Xiaoyu still didn't say anything, but she had something else to do. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, then slowly walked to the door and closed the latch, and then faced the door, facing Mo Ye, who was standing next to the basin stand in the room, and began to undress.

Mo Ye looked at this scene inexplicably, and after being slightly stunned, he lost his voice and said: What are you going to do?

At this time, the sky outside the house was bright, but Xiaoyu was undressing with her back to her in the house, although she was also a girl, but she had never seen this situation, and she was suddenly a little at a loss.

Xiaoyu didn't understand why Miss Mo was so upset about the master's family law on me. From the position of the Ye family, how the Ye family uses the family law is just the Ye family's own housework, and Miss Mo is just an outsider, so there is no need and obligation to interfere in this matter. If Miss Mo questioned Master Ye's personality because of this matter, it would be a bit too much.

Xiao Yu's words slowly came to this, she had loosened the belt around her waist, twisted the side buckle, and the two sets of clothes she was wearing slid down her shoulders one after another and stacked them at the ankles. At the same time, the girl's curvy body was also completely exposed in front of Mo Ye's eyes.

Xiaoyu is two years older than Mo Ye, and the growth and vitality of a girl of this age is in the second critical period of her life. The woman's body is like a green vine in the spring rain, quickly sprouting and pulling branches, and the body lines are gradually no longer as young and stiff as children, and become curved and vivid.

Narrow shoulders, slender arms with even flesh and bones, and a waist like a peduncle...... Xiao Yu showed her entire back in front of Mo Ye's eyes, and Mo Ye's gaze gradually became a little throbbing, and finally all fell on a red scab in the position of a few feet above her buttocks.

The room became extremely quiet for a while.

However, Mo Ye could see some problems from the red scab on Xiao **, and Xiao Yu could vaguely hear that she was thinking from Mo Ye's breathing.

So she spoke again. Slowly continued: The so-called re-application of family law. It's just for show. Scare Miss. I've been bought by my lord for almost four years, and I've only been punished twice by the family law. The reason for being beaten is that the servant herself is not good. didn't follow the master's instructions to take care of the young lady, and she really deserved to be beaten.

The first time I was beaten, it was the board that the old man held himself, and he stopped after less than 30 hits, and I was fine after lying down for two days. The second time was the day before yesterday, and the old man didn't do it again, but called the three eldest brothers who came back with him a few days ago to do it for him. The family law personally executed by the three Ouchi masters, maybe this is a scene that can only be seen in our house, but obviously I was beaten by them for more than an hour, and I didn't die. This result is even more eye-catching than the former!

After Xiao Yu finished saying the last sentence, he suddenly smiled lightly, quite mocking, but Mo Ye, who was already stunned, couldn't tell whether Xiao Yu's ridicule was self-deprecating, or whether she was laughing at her misunderstanding was too inexplicable.

In fact, when she saw the scab, Mo Ye had already understood the approximate answer to the question she was questioning, and after listening to Xiaoyu's words, she had completely understood.

But this is only about Xiaoyu's punishment by the family law, this is just an introduction to Mo Ye's question, even if the introduction of this question has been cut off by Xiaoyu with his own body as a testimony, the introduction has not been effectively extended, and the deepest question in Mo Ye's heart is still there.

If Ye Zhengming is not a person who is inconsistent with what he seems, if he is really virtuous and righteous, why did he give Wu Shu a hint of stealing books?

How did he know that the Commander's Mansion had the Qianzhao Sutra?

He said that if he can't succeed in this exercise, he wants this kind of skill that makes Wu Shu evaluate as 'the great success of the inner family', and at the same time makes Cheng Xu sigh?

How many secrets does he know about the Consulate? Is he familiar with the Consulate?

He is the imperial doctor, equivalent to half of the emperor's minister. The harem does not interfere in politics, and the ministers do not involve the court, which is an unspoken decree of the court for a long time. If he knew this and had a close relationship with the Imperial Command, this was his intention? Or is there someone conniving?

In fact, what initially provoked Mo Ye's displeasure and suspicion was Ye Zhengming's indirect prompting and letting Wu Shu do the act of a firefly moth in the net.

At the beginning of the midnight book theft, Mo Ye didn't know that Wu Shu went to the heavily layered mansion that was difficult to see at a glance was a few entrances and exits... It turned out to be the Commander's Palace! But Wu Shu himself is a subordinate of the Commander, how can he not know how powerful the garrison of the Commander's Mansion is?

Even so, he went, if it wasn't for what his old friend Ye Zhengming said that made him believe something, why didn't he hesitate?

From the few words that Cheng Xu and Ye Zhengming talked to at the gate early in the morning, Mo Ye heard something that made her more annoyed the more she thought about it, but she found that she was powerless to refute anything, because the result of Wu Shu's theft of books, or the benefits, was all directed at herself.

ruled out the possibility that Ye Zhengming had a treacherous personality, and Mo Ye was even more confused.

In fact, if she knew what Ye Zhengming's identity meant to her, her messy doubts and suspicions would dissipate by themselves, and she would be ashamed of herself because of these doubts and suspicions, and it would be difficult to feel at ease.

Cheng Xuqing was at the gate of Ye Mansion early in the morning, and after saying those words in front of Mo Ye in front of Ye Zhengming, Ye Zhengming also vaguely felt that Mo Ye, the child, should have noticed something. His heart was also very uneven, he wanted to tell Mo Ye a little faster than anyone else, who he was to her, but he also had a lot of concerns.

If he were to change places, he might be able to get out of the way. However, in this house, which was actually a gift from the emperor; Under the hidden gaze of the three Ouchi masters; When the order to send the child to Song's house was about to arrive...... He couldn't recognize her yet, so he could only do as much as he could for her in the limited time he had. Something that has long-term benefits.

I hadn't heard Mo Ye's echo for a long time, but I heard that her breathing rhythm was not even, so Xiao Yu glanced sideways.

Her gaze fell on Mo Ye's face that was deep in thought, and Mo Ye was puzzled. And the appearance of her eyes as if she had sunk into the mist of a deep pool, made her think that Mo Ye had not yet figured out the matter of family law. She didn't know that at this time, Mo Ye's thinking had turned to a completely different path from the question just now.

That is the incomprehensible question that really bothered Mo Ye and provoked her feelings

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao Yu said again: Looking back now, I can't help but sigh, the titles of those masters are really not boastful. I was beaten by them for more than an hour, and the three of them took turns to pick up the board, and at the end of the day, they were all tired and sweaty. But it only hurt a layer of my skin. Seems...... It was as if the strength of the board had brought it back to them. After lying down all night. In addition to the hot pain on the skin, the muscles and bones of the legs and feet are not hindered at all.

According to this style of play, perhaps the beater will really be much more tired than the beaten. Mo Ye came back to his senses. Smiled reluctantly, approached behind Xiaoyu, put on her clothes, put them on quickly, don't catch a cold.

After Xiaoyu got dressed and turned around, Mo Ye breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Actually, you don't have to be like this.

I'm clumsy, and I don't know what to say to get you out. Xiao Yu smiled indifferently, and there was no mind in her eyes.

Mo Ye shook his head. I don't know what I'm denying, and then I said: I offended just now, I'm sorry.

We're all girls, it's okay. Xiao Yu lowered her head and checked the side buckle she had just fastened, raised her head and said to Mo Ye with a smile: In the words of the master, misunderstanding is an obstacle that must be encountered when people interact with each other, and misunderstandings that can be resolved are conducive to a harmonious relationship.

Mo Ye pondered Xiaoyu's words quoting Ye Zhengming, and soon she smiled with relief.

Ye Zhengming's words are right. Xiao Yu used her as a witness to explain the misunderstanding to Mo Ye, and after the communication just now, which was a little out of the usual way of communication, Xiao Yu didn't care about Mo Ye's words that collided with her family master. Mo Ye, who is the misunderstood party, will indeed get closer to Xiaoyu who is misunderstood after the estrangement in her heart is lifted, and she may even feel that she owes something to Xiaoyu.

Albeit...... At this time, Mo Ye still had doubts about Ye Zhengming, but that was the estrangement between her and him, and it had nothing to do with Xiaoyu, and she didn't plan to investigate this kind of questioning to Xiaoyu.

However, although Mo Ye wanted to stop the unresolved doubts in her heart, Xiao Yu had already smelled that there was still something faintly strange in her expression, and she was a little curious.

Looking at Mo Ye's face as if he was worried, Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask: Miss Mo, forgive Xiaoyu for taking the liberty of asking, I think you have always been quiet, but why do you suddenly have those complicated thoughts?

After thinking about it for a while, she continued: If Miss Mo has something difficult to understand, she might as well try to gossip. Although Xiaoyu may not be able to help you solve the problem, you can try to be a good listener. You can give it a try, if there are any troubles, it is much more comfortable to say it than to pile it in your heart.

Mo Ye understood what Xiaoyu wanted to say, and she used to be a listener to others. A few years ago, when she first met Yan Xingzhi in Shuibo in Yeyan Bay, south of the academy, she quickly got closer to him from the position of a listener.

But Mo Ye also knew very well in his heart that his heart knot was not ordinary gossip. Others can easily talk about parents, relatives and friends, but she can't say it. The more she grows, the more she realizes that she doesn't have a complete family, specifically, it's not a family.

She couldn't explain the identities of Uncle Ma and Aunt Ma. Even the master who grew up with her, she couldn't say it clearly. Sometimes she couldn't help but be a little annoyed, why wasn't Master her father? In other words, since the master can take care of her so much, why doesn't he just accept her as a righteous daughter?

Whenever she listened to others talk about trivial matters and express how troubled she was, she was so entangled in her heart. She wanted that kind of nuisance, but she couldn't have it, just another nuisance......

It's nothing, maybe my temperament isn't as good as you think. Mo Ye said perfunctory to Xiaoyu.

As soon as she said this, even she felt that it was too far-fetched, so she quickly added: A relative died suddenly, and Mo followed his uncle to Kyoto for the funeral.

Xiao Yu's eyes were shocked when she heard this, and she was stunned for a moment. She came back to her senses, first blessed Mo Ye with a short body, and then said softly: Xiaoyu didn't check, and took the liberty to mention Miss Mo's sadness. Please be forgiving.

Mo Ye helped Xiaoyu with a gesture, then shook his head and said softly: This kind of parting is indispensable in life, and it is too difficult for me to let go.

Xiao Yu pondered and said: That... Miss Mo mourned earlier, the deceased is gone, but the deceased must hope that his relatives and friends in the world will continue to live well.

Well. Mo Ye nodded and didn't say anything more.

Xiao Yu's gaze paused on Mo Ye's face, and then she moved to the basin stand, picked up the handkerchief that Mo Ye had used just now, wrung it out and dried it on the shelf, and then picked up the small wooden basin. Before going out, he said to Mo Ye: The hot water in the kitchen should be about to boil. I'll take you to the bath later. The day before yesterday when you were seriously ill. It's a little scary, but soaking in hot water will make you feel a lot more comfortable.

Good. Mo Ye smiled and nodded. Again: I'm tired.

Seeing Xiaoyu go out of the house, looking at her back walking in the corridor, there was already a faint graceful posture in her steps, there was really no sign of being discounted by the board that was nearly two hours long the morning before yesterday and was personally executed by the three Ouchi masters, Mo Ye's mind was complicated for a moment.

Finally, she sighed in her heart again: You can't be my listener.

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Although there are not many servants in the Ye Mansion, the efficiency is still very high.

The hot water was quickly boiled, and it was filled in a wooden barrel by a housekeeper, and all of it was carried to the bathing room at one time. I really didn't let Xiaoyu exert any strength in this kind of heavy work.

In this late spring season, your skin will still feel a little cool when you take a naked bath, but it is no longer as cold as in winter. After the hot water was put in the bath bucket, Xiaoyu put some dried jasmine flowers in the bath tub, and after the hot air flushed, the bathing room was suddenly fragrant. Mo Ye sat in the bucket, and the hot water flooded her chest, the scent of jasmine was closer to her nose and mouth, but it made a trace of fatigue rise in her mind.

Moved a small stool and sat next to the bathtub, Xiaoyu held a flat wooden scoop in her hand, and gently stirred the hot water in the bucket, so that the hot water could wave the fragrance of dried flowers more thoroughly and evenly. At the same time, she also scooped up hot water and gently scalded it on Mo Ye's shoulders and back, so as to serve her to wash more comfortably.

Seeing that Mo Ye, who was immersed in the swirling heat, squinted her eyes, and there was a hint of Tao Ran at the bottom of her eyes, she explained softly: We usually have two kinds of bathing fragrant leaves in Yefu. Mint leaves can refresh the body, and summer is coming soon, and the house has prepared enough of them. Jasmine petals are soothing and are generally used in the evening bath. Considering that Miss Mo didn't sleep much last night, she can soak in the jasmine-scented bath soup now, and then go back to the room to make up for some sleep after having some breakfast.

At the beginning, when he was about to take a bath, Mo Ye was still a little unaccustomed to Xiao Yu serving on the side. However, Xiaoyu's craftsmanship in serving people is so soft and wonderful that it is difficult to find fault, I don't know if it is because Ye Fumen is so good and well-trained, or Ye Nuonuo, the eldest lady of the Ye family, is too difficult to serve, so he honed Xiaoyu's craftsmanship, in short, Mo Ye quickly adapted to this feeling of being served very properly.

Listening to Xiaoyu's explanation, Mo Ye replied with a smile: You have to worry about it.

Xiaoyu said casually: What do you need to think about, there are only a few kinds of fragrant leaves commonly used in our Ye Mansion, a total of two serving the master, and the people have already figured out the habits. However, Miss Mo is a living person, how to take care of it, but the master personally advised.

Oh... In this regard, Mo Ye only hesitated for a moment, and then had no further words.

Xiao Yu looked at Mo Ye's face hidden behind the mist, the steaming mist blurred the outline of Mo Ye's face, hiding some of her facial features, but it made Xiao Yu feel that she was more and more similar to the portrait of the woman in the small ancestral hall.

After hesitating for a while, Xiaoyu finally couldn't help but speak: Miss Mo, you ......

However, before she could finish her words, she was broken by a figure rushing in from outside the house.

In addition to doing some energy-testing work such as cleaning the courtyard, the housekeepers in the Ye Mansion all work in the front yard or in the firewood room, and the cleaning work in the backyard wing room is taken care of by two maids and two kitchen aunts. The Ye family's living habits are simple, and there is no habit of locking the house. Despite this, when entering the closed room, the subordinates have a habit of knocking on the door first. Like this practice of directly slamming the door, with this kind of character and courage, I am afraid that it is only the eldest lady of the Ye family.

That's right, it was Ye Nuonuo who jumped directly from the three big strides outside the house to the bathtub with a smile on his face.

Looking at Mo Ye, who was sitting in the bathtub and looking at her with wide eyes, and Xiao Yu, who had already stood up from the small stool, but the flat wooden scoop in his hand fell into the bath tub, Ye Nuonuo did not take the slightest presumptuousness, but the smugness of the initial victory gradually appeared in his eyes.

Next, she began to undress, and at the same time smiled, and said: Sister Mo, didn't you say that you would wash it together? -