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Four days later, Anyang City ......

The reason why Mu Qianqian didn't go to Aoki City was because she had arranged a task for Xiaoshuang and them long before she participated in the secret realm.

Now the Xingchen Pavilion has been open in Anyang City for some time.

At this time, in the tea room of the Xingchen Pavilion, riddles and other activities were being held in the hall on the first floor.

The female disciple of the Xingchen Pavilion who was presiding on the stage saw a little boy wearing a golden hollow pattern mask enter the door, and suddenly her body stiffened, and she recovered in an instant, as if nothing happened, and continued to play the game, but the smile on her cheeks became more and more sincere.

The boy with the golden hollow pattern mask was Mu Qianqian, who was dressed as a man, and after she entered the tea room, she first looked around, bowed slightly in satisfaction, and turned upstairs.

The reason why Mu Qianqian was the only one who returned to Xingchen Pavilion was because Xuanyuan Heng left because of something in the shadow gate after sending her to Anyang City.

Just around the corner of the stairs on the second floor, a Star Pavilion disciple approached him.

When the disciple saw the person in front of him, he was stunned at first, wondering if he had seen it wrong, so he quickly rubbed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had not seen it wrong, and said in surprise: "Little ......."

With a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, Mu Qianqian raised her right index finger, put it to her lips, gently 'shh

The disciple nodded again and again, put away the empty tea tray in his hand, and lowered his voice and said, "Miss Shuang'er is on the third floor, but Miss wants to go over?" ”。

Mu Qianqian nodded with a smile on her face, and said in a low voice: "I'll just go up by myself, you can go and get busy with yours." ”。

"Yes." The disciple saluted respectfully, moved his body to the side, and made a gesture of please, signaling for Mu Qianqian to pass first.

When Mu Qianqian went upstairs, the disciple had not completely recovered his senses, took a deep breath, patted his chest, and sighed secretly that he had not lost his manners in front of the young lady. Die Literature Network

3rd Floor ......

"Knock knock."

Xiao Shuang stood up with a puzzled face, opened the door, and the moment he saw Mu Qianqian, he didn't know whether he was surprised or surprised, and stammered a little: "Little... Miss...? ”。

Mu Qianqian took off her mask, smiled on her eyebrows, and teased: "Why, won't you let me in?" ”。

Xiaoshuang came to his senses at this time, and hurriedly got out of the way, and when Mu Qianqian sat down, he said in surprise: "Miss just came back?" ”。

"Hmm." Mu Qianqian responded, then turned her gaze to Xiaoshuang, licked her dry lips, and ordered: "After such a long journey, I'm a little thirsty, go and serve a pot of Lingju tea." ”。

"Yes."

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At dinner time that day, everyone who had been busy all day put down their things and rushed to the tea room.

In the largest private room on the third floor, everyone was reporting to Mu Qianqian on the completion of the task......

"The tasks assigned to you have been well accomplished."

"Thank you, Miss, for the compliment."

Hearing Miss's praise, everyone smiled, it was Miss who took them in, Miss treated them like family, they were not only so dedicated because of Miss, but also because everyone had already regarded Xingchen Pavilion as their own home, and had already taken the protection and development of Xingchen Pavilion as their mission.

Looking at this group of people, Mu Qianqian felt a lot of emotion in her heart, unconsciously raised the corners of her mouth upward, and then locked her eyes on the delicious food on the table, and said, "Okay, move the chopsticks." ”。

"Yes."