Gu Sanning lay on the bed and watched Mu Xianyue sneak away through the window, and her movements were so successful that she usually practiced a lot.

"Come in."

The person who came was Yi Cui, who came in just to confirm whether she had finished bathing, and was slightly stunned when she saw that she was already sitting on the bed, and there was a cloth towel for wiping on the side, "Niangniang, this kind of work is left to the minions to do, how can you bother to do it yourself." ”

Gu Sanning followed her gaze and immediately understood, "It's okay, just take it down." ”

In this regard, Yi Cui didn't say much, bent down slightly and retreated to the back of the door, beckoned out, and a few palace ladies came in with wooden barrels, cleaning up the water in the bath buckets with minimal movement, and then a group of people came in with clean water to scrub and clean.

Gu Sanning was lying in bed, and under her gaze, Gong E, who was busy with work, did not dare to make a sound, and the movements of her hands were more careful, and she did not dare to make a big movement at all.

That feeling, I was afraid that Gu Sangning would step forward and tear them alive.

It seems that Su Ziyan is not less angry on weekdays, and the act of beating the minions has provided her with a lot of convenience, and Rao has any behavior that is out of line, and no one will dare to squeak no.

After all, compared with Su Ziyan in the past, she today is like the difference between angels and devils.

In the past, if anyone dared to give her anger, the slave would be killed on the spot, and the little master would teach a lesson, no matter who it was, let alone peel off a layer of skin from them.

There is only one exception.

That is Li Qingyun.

It's the first time that a disaster like this is today, and in the two years since Su Ziyan got tired of Mu Xianyue, she rarely went out, just like a favorite concubine who stayed in the dormitory all day long, waiting for the king's luck.

There were a few times before when Su Ziyan had trouble with someone, but her eyes were above the top, and she couldn't look down on Li Qingyun, and she only had a lot of humiliation between her words.

Because of this, he was also confined by Mu Jiyang.

As the saying goes, leaning against the big tree is good for the shade, Su Ziyan faintly knows that everyone is afraid of her and dare not touch her, and she also knows that this part of the credit comes from her father, which only fuels her arrogance.

Thinking like this, Gu Sanning's hand couldn't help but climb up from the psoas muscles and rubbed his chest, this weight, at least it has to be an E cup, right?

Stretched out his hand and touched it, this feeling, Gu Sanning was so moved that he was about to cry.

This wave of commotion also made Boogie's jaw shatter.

After flipping through a large number of Blue Star civilizations, I came to a conclusion: people are always extremely attached to what they don't have.

Gossip, today she went to the Imperial Garden is actually just a luck, after all, as a qualified female No. 2, she is bound to go out to meet the heroine, and she will be humiliated by people who don't like it left and right.

At this time, it's generally not that the male protagonist happens to pass by, or the second male just happens to meet.

Today, it is not uncommon for this kind of heroine to be exposed to the scorching sun and no one cares.

In the classic passage of the novel, she must have knelt for too long, her body was weak, and she fainted under the scorching sun, and then all kinds of flower messengers came to the door to ask for the crime, but unfortunately she voted for a good fetus, and there was a good father who held military power and was powerful enough to overthrow the country.

Not only can't he cure her, but he also makes himself angry.

It can be seen that Mu Jiyang is destined to be cannon fodder, far less calm than Mu Xianyue.

Thinking of this, Gu Sanning couldn't help but chuckle, at this time, all the palace ladies in the palace retreated, and only Yi Cui was still waiting in front of the hall.

Hearing the laughter, Yi Cui's head pressed even lower, trying her best to reduce her presence, and her face hidden in the candle flame was faintly red and swollen with finger marks.