After the familiar feeling of vertigo ended, Yan Bei opened his eyes and found that his body seemed to be a little wrong this time.

This is a big problem, and he didn't even have time to take a look at his surroundings, so Yan Bei first opened his personal panel to check his personal identity information.

I saw that she was still in the big mirror, but she wrote a very small line of words under the mirror.

【Aunt Yan, the third-in-command of Huanyifang】

[Attached: Lock Spirit BUFF]

"No, Xiao Duo, lock my spiritual power again! So what's the difference between me and a wasted person? Yan Bei complained dissatisfiedly in his heart.

Xiao Duo popped up, floated in front of her eyes, and said seriously:

"Sister Beibei, if you think like this, the reason why your spiritual power is locked is because your current strength is much stronger than the strongest person in this world, for the sake of the lives of those innocent people, you should be wronged first."

"Besides, even if you don't have spiritual power, don't you still have your embroidery skills? Still afraid of these? Xiao Duo deliberately excited.

As soon as Yan Bei heard her words, he knew that it was a dream to unlock the spiritual power before the task was completed, so he quickly recognized the reality, nodded, no longer dwelled on this issue, and instead looked at the surrounding situation.

At this glance, I realized why she was a palace maid who stopped in place but no one took care of it, it turned out that she herself was the one who took care of others.

Under the buttocks was a small bench, and Yan Bei was sitting on this small bench at the moment, with his back against the wall, holding a ring ruler in his hand, staring at the little palace maids washing clothes next to the two large pools in front of him.

If anyone dares to be lazy, go up is a ring ruler!

The whole yard has more than 400 square meters, one side is the door, three sides are houses, and in the middle is a patio of more than 100 square meters.

A well, two large pools, occupy one-third of the area of the patio, the rest of the place is full of bamboo poles, today the sun is particularly big, the noon sun is just used to dry clothes, the bamboo poles are all paved, there is no idle place at all.

Yan Bei deliberately glanced at the clothes drying on the bamboo poles, all of which were wear-resistant cotton clothes, occasionally mixed with one or two pieces of satin fabric.

Looking at the system, it is much the same, and I want to come to this courtyard to be responsible for the clothes of the palace maids and eunuchs in various palaces.

The laughter of the women could be heard next door, and the lively atmosphere was in stark contrast to the dullness on Yan Bei's side.

Yan Bei stood up and stretched his neck to look next door, but he didn't see it, but he saw a few very gorgeous clothes, and he immediately understood in his heart, what was his third-in-command.

If she guessed correctly, the second-in-command of the Huanyi Workshop next door was in charge of cleaning the clothes of the nobles in the palace.

And she is in charge of the clothes of the palace maids and eunuchs in the palace, at first glance, the authority is almost the same, but the master is in charge, and she is in charge of the minions, so she is always one level lower than the next door.

Yan Bei didn't know if his current identity was systematically arranged to be airborne, or if there was such a person in the first place.

But judging from the dull laundry atmosphere in front of her, she should be a very old-fashioned character.

"Auntie!"

Yan Bei was sorting out his thoughts, and was suddenly awakened by a slightly anxious female voice, raised his eyes to look at the place where the voice came from, and saw that all the palace maids who were busy in front of him stopped, and stood up with their eyes looking at the door.

Only one palace maid was looking at her, obviously reminding her that someone was coming at the door, and the identity of the person who came was not simple.

Yan Bei was affected by their serious atmosphere, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Hurriedly looked up at the door, and saw a young eunuch in a blue eunuch suit standing under the entrance arch.

He had a fair complexion, good features, but between his eyebrows he looked a little arrogant, and he held a tray with a dark red robe on it.

However, Yan Bei noticed that although the expression on the face of the blue-clothed eunuch was arrogant, when his eyes fell on the dark red clothes, his eyes seemed to see the owner of the clothes, which was called a respect.

No, it would be more accurate to describe it as fear.

He stood there, didn't come in or speak, and the nervous appearance of the little palace maids only made Yan Bei confused.

The palace maid who called Yan Bei before saw that Yan Bei found the red man around the nine thousand years old but did not come forward to greet her, she was anxious and afraid, and she was worried, but the blue-clothed eunuch couldn't stand first.

After all, a one-man show is not easy to sing, he wants to put on a score but people don't pick it up, so what else can he do?

Nine thousand years old was still waiting for him to go back, but he didn't dare to delay too long.

Looking at Yan Bei with some dissatisfaction, the blue-clothed eunuch walked towards her and said in a strange manner:

"Aunt Yan's shelf is getting bigger and bigger, even the score is on the table!"

As soon as Yan Bei heard this, he guessed that the identity of the person behind the blue-clothed eunuch was not simple, and he didn't want to offend anyone in a daze for the time being, so he greeted him with a smile.

"What did my father-in-law say, I'm just a little woman who washes clothes, where do you dare to pose in front of your father-in-law, it's your father-in-law that you misunderstood."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, "Father-in-law, give me the clothes, don't be tired." ”

She didn't know whose clothes were on this plate, but looking at the arrogant appearance of the blue-clothed eunuch, she could almost guess it.

In the script, as long as Lin Xian appears, he must be red.

And the dress on the plate happened to be red, and he was the only one who could use this fine fabric, but he still sent clothes to her.

The blue-clothed eunuch saw that Yan Bei suddenly became interested, and the snub he had just received was filled, he handed the plate to Yan Bei, and said uneasily:

"Whose clothes are this, I don't need to say to me, aunt, you also know, this is the newly made clothes, I like it tightly, and ask my aunt to wash it carefully, don't let the ignorant person touch it indiscriminately!"

The implication is that Yan Bei wants to wash this dress by himself.

To be honest, Yan Bei hadn't washed a eunuch since she was so old, and she refused to wash his clothes when she remembered Lin Xian's sinister villain's face in the script.

However, the thoughts in his heart could not be said directly, Yan Bei took the clothes, naturally handed them to the little palace maid who reminded him before, and said with a smile to the blue-clothed eunuch:

"Father-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely order the most skillful palace maid in the Huanyi Workshop to clean this dress, keep it comfortable, you have something to do, you can go and get busy first, and give me the clothes, you can put a hundred hearts."

When the blue-clothed eunuch heard this, his brows immediately furrowed, and he squinted his eyes and looked the little palace maid up and down, seeing that she looked quite smart, and she was in a hurry to go back, so she didn't bother to correct Yan Bei.

nodded, and told again uncomfortably not to make mistakes, and forced everything that could be loaded before leaving.

As soon as the others left, Yan Bei immediately turned his head and asked the little palace maid holding Lin Xian's clothes: "What's your name?" ”

"Back to my aunt's words, the slave's name is Qinghe." The little palace maid lowered her eyebrows and obediently complied.

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