fifty-three

"What's wrong with you?" After returning from the tea mountain, the demon in the Bamboo Realm has been sullen, and in the end, Wuxuan still couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked?

"Nothing!" Gong Meiyan turned over on the couch and continued to sleep.

Luo Yin, who was standing outside the door of the dormitory waiting for orders, saw that Gong Meiyan was playing tricks again, and couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.

"Luo Yin, what's going on outside?" Wu Xuan saw that the sky outside had already darkened, but there were still many people walking around in the courtyard of Fengyue Xuan, and they didn't know that they were busy?

"Master Wuxuan, today is the night of the full moon, and the lord ordered the slaves and maids to set up tables and chairs outside, saying that they want to admire the moon."

"Moon-watching?" Gong Meiyan opened her eyes disappreciatively, she had grown so big, she really hadn't really looked at what the moon looked like.

"Young Master Yan, you can get up quickly, the Lord has been waiting outside for a long time, and you will be able to see the moon in a while!" Luo Yin's soft and deep voice actually made Gong Meiyan feel much better.

"Luo Yin, I'll ask you about someone." Gong Meiyan suddenly thought of something, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Childe, please speak." Luo Yin still stood quietly at the door, bowing her head.

"Do you know the little mute?" Gong Meiyan said as she got off the bed.

"Little mute?" Luo Yin raised her head slightly, as if she didn't expect someone to ask about this inconspicuous laundry girl?

"Hmm!"

"Acquaintance, laundry girl." Luo Yin frowned, because this little mute was too special, and she entered the Fengyue Xuan bath room with Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao died, but the little mute was fine, but Luo Yin didn't dare to reveal too much, so she could only nod.

"Laundry? She's the girl in the laundry? "No wonder her hands are so rough, is she really Lin Yang? How could Lan Yan be willing to let Lin Yang do that kind of lowly and rough work?

"Ah Yan, what girl?" Wu Xuan, who had just sorted out his clothes, came up curiously.

"Luo Yin, you go and call the little mute, I have a pile of dirty clothes to wash." Gong Meiyan coughed lightly and squinted at Luo Yin.

"The slave has just handed over your dirty laundry to the laundry room." Luo Yin kindly reminded him.

"Who...... Who said...... If there are still some that haven't been replaced, I'll change them now. Gong Meiyan turned around in embarrassment to go back.

"But the Lord has ordered that the little mute will not be allowed to step into Fengyue Xuan." Everyone in the bamboo realm thought that it was the Lord who took pity on this laundry girl and was mute, so he didn't throw her into the wolf ditch.

"Don't let you in, you can wait outside the door, you go quickly!" And this kind of thing? Is she really not Lin Yang? Impossible, except for the dead eldest lady of the Lin family, how can there be people in the world who look so similar, is it...... After a while, Gong Meiyan shook his head again, the eldest lady of the Lin family had already been shot by Lan Yan in that fire, and even her body was burned to black.

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Wuxuan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked towards the compound by himself.

"Young Master Yan, please don't embarrass the slave." Luo Yin almost knelt down.

"I'll take care of anything, you just need to call her outside the door of Fengyue Xuan."

"Yes!" Although Luo Yin was reluctant, she didn't dare to disobey.

I don't know why my mood suddenly improved, Gong Meiyan glanced at the clothes on her body, turned around and went back to the inner room to find a new set of clothes.

After changing clothes, he sat in front of the bronze mirror in distress, and his long hair, which he usually didn't bother to take care of, hung down messily on his chest.

He looked at the comb in front of him hesitantly, but finally reached out and curled his hair for himself not very skillfully.