Chapter Ninety-Seven: Examination of Results
Hearing the praise of the group, the beauty in his heart was beautiful, and he pulled Mu Qianqian to tell him about its mental journey when cultivating the spirit chrysanthemum, while Mu Qianqian listened with a smile on the side......
The flow of time in the space is different from that of the outside world, and Mu Qianqian simply picks the chrysanthemums before going to sleep.
When she woke up, it was still dark outside, and she didn't have the heart to do anything else, so she made Lingju tea.
First remove the excess branches and leaves of the spirit chrysanthemum, wash it with water, then steam, and finally dry it directly with spiritual power......
Sit and drink the water and watch the frying dust.
There is no reason to hold a bowl and send it to tea lovers.
Mu Qianqian sat in front of the window and drank tea, and couldn't help but think of this poem in her mind.
After tasting tea, I saw that it was already dawn outside, so I got up and simply freshened up and went to the small courtyard of the imperial city......
………
"Greetings, Miss!"
The slave girls who had been bought before were seeing the young lady for the first time, and although they were apprehensive in their hearts, these hours of training made each of them bow in unison with a marked smile, and they didn't show half of what they thought in their hearts!
"Get up!"
"Yes!" After receiving the order, the women got up and looked at the young lady in front of them.
The young lady turned out to be a man dressed as a woman and wore a mask?
Although curious, no one broke the rules from beginning to end, and everyone had just the right smile on their faces.
Seeing their well-trained appearance, Mu Qianqian nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Very good, you guys are even better than I imagined." ”
"Thank you, Miss, for the compliment."
"Let's go in and talk, I have something to explain this time."
"Yes!"
Everyone first used the room used to learn etiquette on weekdays as a temporary conference room, Mu Qianqian sat in the middle, and next to them sat Xiaoshuang, Narcissus and Lily in turn.
When all the women saw Mu Qianqian's true face behind the mask, they were all secretly amazed, although the young lady deliberately disguised herself as a man, it was not difficult to see that the disguised appearance was also beautiful.
"Presumably you should also know the reason why I cultivated you, and I won't say more, I came here today to test the results." Mu Qianqian's right hand gently tapped on the table and said lightly.
He glanced up and said, "Who studied talent before coming here?" ”。
After a while, a girl in a purple dress walked forward, bowed and said, "Miss Hui, before I went to the slave market, I was abducted to the land of Fireworks Willow Lane, where I learned some talents, and because I was still young at the time, I did not lose my virginity, so I found an opportunity to escape and was sold to the slave market. ”。
What a twist and turn this experience......
She was rigorously trained, and her tone of voice did not fluctuate in any way, as if what she said had nothing to do with her.
Even so, Mu Qianqian still saw inferiority complex in her eyes.
Even if she was abducted to the land of fireworks and never lost her virginity, the harshness of women here is destined to make her unable to hold her head up for the rest of her life......
"I won't mind your past, and neither will anyone in the Star Pavilion, you're no different from anyone else, so there's no need to be presumptuous." Mu Qianqian smiled indifferently, as if she could see through all her disguises at a glance.
Miss, she sees? Can I really...
The girl in the purple skirt bowed her head slightly, hid her obscure gaze, forcibly suppressed her emotions, and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Miss." ”。
Mu Qianqian bowed her head slightly, the knot in her heart still needs to be untied by herself, and she can't help much, so the topic changed and said, "Then what is your best talent?" ”。
"Miss Hui, I will stroke the piano."
"Okay, then let's play the piano."
The girl in the purple skirt answered, took out the piano, sat down gracefully, raised her jade fingers lightly, stroked the surface of the piano, and the gentle and continuous sound of the piano slowly flowed out......
After stroking the qin, the girl in the purple skirt got up and bowed slightly.