Chunhua glanced at Zhong Yuqi's outfit, then lowered her eyes and said, "Girl, the slave will find you a bundle to bring and tie it around your waist!" ”

Zhong Yuqi glanced down at her dress, although she didn't feel that she was wearing revealing clothes, but she also felt that this kind of dress was disgusting.

So, Zhong Yuqi asked Chunhua to find a drawstring and tie the cardigan skirt together.

Chunhua re-tied Zhong Yuqi's hair, put on gold hairpins and silver jewelry, and hairpins. Originally, Chunhua wanted to put makeup on Zhong Yuqi, but Zhong Yuqi refused.

Chunhua said with a smile: "The girl is naturally beautiful, she is so beautiful without makeup!" ”

Smiling and smiling, the corners of Chunhua's mouth gradually sank, and there was a little bitterness.

"If it ......"

Chunhua only said this, and then did not say any more.

Zhong Yuqi said: "When will the guests come? ”

Chunhua said: "Oh! Guests usually come here around the time of the day to have dinner. Now there is still a stick of incense when you are away, and if the girl is hungry, the slave will go and get you some food first. ”

"Not necessarily! Do you know who the guests are? ”

Chunhua shook her head and said, "The slave doesn't know! At that time, when he won the lottery, it was the price shouted by his family. The slave only knows that the identity of the guest is valuable, so she ......"

Chunhua looked at Zhong Yuqi again, biting her lip, and her face was worried.

Zhong Yuqi looked indifferent and did not speak again.

Then, Zhong Yuqi got up and walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside.

Chunhua picked up the fan and walked to Zhong Yuqi's side to fan her, lowering her eyes slightly.

The sun was setting, casting a golden afterglow on these mansions.

Everywhere Zhong Yuqi's eyes went, there were patchwork of ancient buildings and blue brick streets, and there was an endless stream of people of all shapes and colors dressed in ancient costumes on the streets. You can also see flags fluttering in the wind outside the shops, and hear the shouts of the vendors.

Zhong Yuqi thought to herself, her profession is not an actress, and there should be no one who came here to act. If this is in the film and television city, it may be some task assigned to her by her superiors!

It's just that she can't remember at all, when did her superiors send her a similar mission?

All she remembered was that her superiors told her that she was going to prepare a mission and asked her to go back and prepare. Then, she drove home, and the next thing she was here for no apparent reason. Or did she lose another memory?

Because during the last mission, she narrowly escaped death in the explosion. The person was saved, but her brain was hit and she occasionally lost a little memory. Maybe at some point, she can still remember, maybe she has been losing her memory all along.

Chunhua has been standing by Zhong Yuqi's side, silently playing the fan, without saying a word. Although she wanted to say something in her heart, she felt that it was not appropriate to say anything.

A light breeze blew and gently lifted the curtain of the window.

This subtle movement made Zhong Yuqi come back to his senses. Zhong Yuqi returned to the house and sat down, watching the changes.

Before the unitary hour arrived, I heard movement outside. There was a noisy sound of footsteps coming this way, mixed with Mama Huang's shrill and flattering voice.

Here it comes! Zhong Yuqi said in her heart.

Chunhua glanced at Zhong Yuqi nervously, and called softly: "Girl......"

Zhong Yuqi sat upright in the chair, her eyes only staring at the curtain.