A few days later, before dawn, Murong Xuetian, who was dreaming of a sweet dream, was woken up by the girl in Donghuan who used all kinds of "kung fu".

Murong Xue leaned on the bed motionless, she couldn't bear it anymore for Dong Huan, and said secretly in her heart:

That girl really doesn't have any rules at all, do you know how Shan Qianhan's waste can stand her!

I'm so angry with her, now even she dares to wake up!

Even the dead woman chasing the cigarette didn't dare to wake her up blatantly!

In addition to complaining, I was also thinking about how to find a private school to teach her the rules.

Don't wake her up from a sweet dream, otherwise the consequences will be serious!

If it weren't for the fact that she had killed her original master, and felt a sense of conscience, and that she was now a new maid who was loyal to herself, she would not have let her go so easily.

It's good to shoot directly at the moment she wakes her up, and then dozens of boards are inevitable.

Murong Xue reluctantly opened her struggling eyelids, and was really startled to see the winter ring that had already been dressed and the toiletries had been placed.

Unconsciously moved a little into the bed, "What are you going to do?" "It's still so early, and the moon hasn't gone down yet.

Donghuan smiled, "Miss, it's time for you to get up." ”

Before the voice fell, the curtain had been hung up.

Seeing this situation, although she was reluctant, she slowly wore the pink dress she was holding in one hand under the soft grinding and hard bubbles in the winter ring.

After dressing up, he glared at Donghuan fiercely, waiting for her to give an explanation, if she got up so early, if there was nothing important, she had to be skinned!

Donghuan, who was originally arranging the bedding, felt the look in the eyes of the young lady who wanted to eat her, and turned around.

"Miss, today is a very, very important day, Miss, we must see it, we must ......"

Looking at her young lady's expression of "if you don't get the answer she wants, you'll die", I couldn't help but shrink back.

But after thinking about it for a while, I mustered up the courage to continue:

"Dress up beautifully and welcome the beautiful days."

The more you talk about it, the more it doesn't get low, the princess (later use "Miss") is so scary!

Miss, don't blame the slave, the slave is really a last resort.

He didn't dare to look directly, and looked down with his peripheral vision as Murong Xue put on his skirt, and slowly walked to the chair under the big bronze mirror, knocking on the table with one hand and making a banging sound.

Scared, Donghuan's intestines were all repentant, and he shouldn't have told Miss to get up.

But if you don't wake up the young lady, if the old man blames it, maybe it will be another meal.

How could she let the current young lady be boarded.

Donghuan couldn't help touching his buttocks, which had finally returned to normal, and a cold breath came out from the soles of his feet.

Shaking his head, he ran to Shan Qianhan diligently, squatted and thrashed her legs, and said while thrashing:

"Miss, we can also go to the flower hall on the Flower God Festival today, maybe we can meet Miss's wishful husband."

Although the current lady is a princess, it was also before!

As Miss's personal maid, don't plan for Miss.

Murong Xuetian automatically ignored Donghuan's "Ruyi Langjun".

Men, she doesn't lack them, and she never needs them.

Is this winter ring too wide, when did she say that she was going to find a man, is she so sure that she won't be able to marry in the future and no one wants it?

Or will she think that she will live as Shan Qianhan for the rest of her life, so with Shan Qianhan's character and behavior, she will end up with a husband and no one will come to the door to propose, and then be an old woman for the rest of her life?

Although Donghuan has this idea, and she also has it, she doesn't want to get married, how troublesome.

But when it comes to the Flower God Festival, she has some impressions.

The Flower God Festival, also known as the Hundred Flowers Day or the Flower Dynasty Festival, is on the twelfth day of the second month of the lunar calendar.

The customs of the Flower God Festival vary from place to place, and there are such things as planting flowers, viewing flowers, and so on.

On the day of the Flower Dynasty Festival, the women in the city cut ribbons for flowers and put sideburns in a bun to reflect the festival.

During the festival, people go out together, and the girls stick colorful paper on the flower branches, which is called "appreciating red" or "protecting flowers".

However, the same is true of the flower god festival in this Yisa country, but compared to the flower god festival of those small families.

The flower festival of the royal nobles is endless, and the Kao competition in the flower hall alone can be said to be very lively and fun.

But to say that this flower hall is not someone who wants to enter it, the flower hall belongs to the royal family.

People who are not royal families, important ministers of the family, or only important ministers of the court are not allowed to enter, and if those who enter are children of concubines, they are not eligible.

But what does Donghuan mean by "we can also go", Shan Qianhan is a concubine, and she is not qualified to enter the flower hall.

Dong Huan understood the young lady's doubts and explained:

"Miss doesn't know? Because the queen mother was happy to have a dragon fetus, the emperor was overjoyed and allowed the concubines of various nobles to enter the flower hall.

It's true, for this Flower God Festival, the lord also asked the housekeeper to prepare this morning's family banquet yesterday, so ah, Donghuan woke up Miss early. ”

Murong Xue was embarrassed, what did she call?

Obviously, he shook her awake by force, and then rambled so much that her ears were calloused.

It's not that there is no news available, Ouyang Ling'er actually has another child, it should be the third.

Murong Xuetian's eyes were filled with a layer of coldness.

Winter Huanxia realized that she had said something she shouldn't have said, and the queen was her enemy! Muttered quietly:

"Miss, I'm sorry, Donghuan is wrong."

Murong Xue poured away the cold, "It's okay." ”

said it was fine, but a small drum was played in my heart, Huatang, so I could have a play.

"Miss? Miss? Dong Huan shook his hand a few times in front of Murong Xuetian.

"I heard that this queen mother also gave her favorite bracelet as a reward, is the young lady interested?

If the young lady also went, it would definitely be the first, and if we got the bracelet, maybe the third young lady would not dare to bully us in the future. ”

Murong Xuetian continued to tap on the table, "Bully? They should be ready to be bullied. ”

Dong Huan followed Murong Xue's expression, recalling the rumors that the young lady was a strong man in Tianxiang Restaurant, and the picture of the last time she fought against the Eighth Prince on the street.

Indeed, how can a young lady be bullied now, if you want to be bullied, they are the ones who want to be bullied!

Thinking of this, I have in my mind the appearance of them being miserable.

deserve it, who told them to always bully them, laughing from the heart.

glanced at Donghuan, "Although I'm not interested in these rewards, since it's her Ouyang Ling'er's."

Don't be in vain, you can still use it if you change it. ”

"Puff~" was teased by Murong Xuetian's words, and also came back from his thoughts.

The current lady shouldn't be short of money, right?

"Miss, are you interested in this Flower God Festival?"

"Interested, of course interested."

There are words in the words, and they are meaningful.

Only if she Ouyang Ling'er is interested, what she is interested in is to take all her things for herself.

Then destroy them one by one or exchange them for money! Until that so-called queen had nothing.

But Donghuan froze down again, and couldn't bear to say:

"However, the best beauty competition is for a man and a woman, Miss ......"

There is no son and young lady you go with.

When he spoke, he didn't forget to glance at Murong Xuetian, for fear that something would be inappropriate.

"Isn't there a flower hunt."

Murong Xuetian saw Dong Huan's expression through the mirror, what kind of expression was that, she was a waste who ate with her face.

Even that was the previous Shan Qianhan, but now it's different.

"Donghuan, do you want to get married?"

The fluttering words drilled into his ears, and the hand holding the wooden comb paused:

"No, no, Donghuan doesn't want to get married, Donghuan wants to accompany Miss to fight the bad guys."