Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, although it was close to the son, it was still brightly lit.

In the hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister's wife were anxiously waiting for the return of Duan Qifeng and Yan Shuangfei.

"Feng'er, why did you go home now? But what went wrong with the face saint? The prime minister's wife took Yan Shuangfei's hand and cast a worried gaze on her cold-looking son beside her.

Duan Qifeng shook his head and said briefly: "It's not a big deal, it's just that Madame was slapped by Princess Xi and stayed in her aunt's palace to rest for a while. ”

Yan Shuangfei took advantage of the fact that everyone was looking at Duan Qifeng, raised his head and glared at him fiercely. What does it mean to "nothing serious", she almost lost her life, is it okay that she doesn't care about her so much.

Hearing this, the Prime Minister's wife became anxious, hurriedly looked at Yan Shuangfei's body, and asked with concern: "Fei'er, where are you hurt?" Have you seen it? ”

"Feng'er, how can you be so careless and let the princess hurt Fei'er." The prime minister reprimanded.

"Dad, mother, Fei'er is fine, just a little injury, in the palace, the husband has asked the imperial doctor to carefully diagnose and treat Fei'er, Dad and mother don't need to worry." Yan Shuangfei hurriedly stood up to play the round, with a harmless smile on his face.

Duan Qifeng glanced at her a few times and did not speak.

"Then let's go back to our room and rest." The Prime Minister's wife instructed.

Yan Shuang flew a blessing salute, and said earnestly: "Daddy Lao is worried about it, and she is still waiting for Fei'er and her husband to come home so late, and Fei'er has thanked her father and mother here." ”

"Good boy, go and rest." The prime minister's wife hurriedly helped Yan Shuangfei up, with a look of pity in her eyes.

Duan Qifeng raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile.

This woman is very good at talking. Although he doesn't know what her purpose is, one day, he will reveal all the secrets of her.

According to the content of the agreement, Yan Shuangfei once again spent a good evening "peacefully" with Duan Qifeng. Duan Qifeng got up early and left the house early in the morning, and when Qi'er entered the house to wait, she didn't feel strange when she saw Yan Shuangfei lying on the bed alone.

When Yan Shuangfei woke up, according to the ancient saying, it was already the end of the hour, and it was almost noon, which was equivalent to almost eleven o'clock in the morning in modern times, which was considered to be a late wake in ancient times. Fortunately, the Prime Minister's Mansion does not have to ask for peace every day, and because Yan Shuangfei was injured yesterday, the Prime Minister's wife ordered not to wake her up and let her rest, so Yan Shuangfei slept very satisfied.

Yan Shuangfei rubbed her hazy sleepy eyes, and saw three figures walking around in her room, as if they were packing up something. She fixed her eyes and saw that one of them was Qi'er.

"Qi'er......" Yan Shuangfei called softly.

When Qi'er saw that Yan Shuangfei had woken up, she hurriedly walked over and greeted happily, "Miss, are you awake?" ”

"Hmm." Yan Shuangfei responded lightly, pointed to the two busy figures in the study outside, and asked, "Who are those two?" ”

"Miss Hui, that's the maid that the Prime Minister's wife picked out for Miss and Uncle, and like Qi'er, she came to serve Miss and Uncle to live." Qi'er responded gently. After speaking, Qi'er turned her head and called to the two people over there, "Hongxue, Ziyun, hurry up and see Madame." ”

The two maids named "Hongxue" and "Ziyun" hurriedly put down their work, entered the inner room, and knelt in front of Yan Shuangfei.

"Slave Hongxue and Ziyun have seen Mrs. Yunqi."

Yan Shuangfei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded: "Excuse me." It had only been a day, and she had almost forgotten what she was as a "Lady of the Cloud Rider".

"Your name is Hongxue?" Yan Shuangfei looked at the girl in red clothes on the left, she was about sixteen years old, childish, with a pair of bright big eyes blinking, very bright.

"Mrs. Hui, slave Hongxue." Hongxue raised her head and smiled at Yan Shuangfei, Yan Shuangfei was stunned again, she didn't expect this maid to dare to look at her, and she showed such an innocent smile. Thinking of this, Yan Shuangfei had a slight impression of her.

His eyes gradually shifted to the purple-clothed woman beside Hongxue, and he saw that the woman was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin figure, but like a weak willow supporting the wind, with a pair of crystal clear eyes, which made people involuntarily pity.

"Then you are Ziyun?" Yan Shuangfei Nunu mouthed, and couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart. This prime minister's house, dare to name the maid according to the color of the clothes people wear? I don't think there will be anyone called "Xiao Huang" or something.

"Slave Ziyun, I've seen Madame." Ziyun obediently performed a blessing salute again, lowered his eyes, and did not dare to look directly at Yan Shuangfei.

It seems that this purple cloud maid is much more sensible and well-behaved than that red snow. But sometimes, it's not a good thing to be too "sensible", especially when you come to yourself under such a special situation, maybe you have some "special" tasks.

"Since you are now my and my husband's maids, you must obey my and my husband's orders, and don't have any sneaky ideas. My husband and I are both people with clear rewards and punishments, so naturally we will not treat our subordinates badly. Yan Shuangfei didn't want to have too much intersection with these two maids, and if the relationship was too deep, too many secrets would be exposed. She said something that didn't hurt or itch in an "official tone", which can be regarded as showing her "lady" spirit.

"The slave obeys." Ziyun responded lightly, Hongxue was half a beat slower, and when she saw Ziyun answering, she also followed: "The slave obeys, the slave obeys." ”

Perhaps, there will be a little bit of longing in their hearts, thinking that they will be different from other masters. However, before she can find out the origin of these two people, she must disguise herself well, so she has to make herself a "master" who is separated from them. Even if the two of them don't have any bad intentions, if they are still young and not loyal enough, it is easy to expose too many of her secrets. By her side, only Qi'er can be trusted.

"Stand down, Qi'er, and wait for me to freshen up." Yan Shuangfei commanded lightly. It seems that the "own family" is more reliable.

Just after freshening up, the prime minister's wife arrived. Yan Shuangfei sat at the table with the prime minister's wife, tasting dim sum, although the workmanship is not as exquisite as the small desserts eaten in modern times, but it is also delicious and delicious, which is very suitable for Yan Shuangfei's appetite.

"Fei'er, there are some words, I don't know if I should talk about it...... or not" After leisurely pulling some homely things, Duan Qi's got to the point.

Yan Shuangfei sneered in his heart, the ancients generally said this, and it was clear that they thought "it should be said". Yan Shuangfei was thinking about how the lady would react if he replied, "Since I don't know if I don't know whether to talk about it or not, don't talk about it". But thinking about it, she still responded obediently: "Mother is serious, but it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Duan Qi's face was a little embarrassed, Yan Shuangfei hadn't had time to figure out the reason for her embarrassment, Duan Qi's words had already embarrassed her.

"Fei'er, what is the contradiction between you and Feng'er? Why...... Why hasn't there been a round house? ”