After a few days, someone took her out.

Across from him sat a woman in red. Qing Huan couldn't tell who she was. She had only seen two women in red, both with light veils covering their faces, and they were dressed exactly the same.

But as soon as she spoke, Qing Huan could tell the difference.

She is cold rain.

"You volunteered to follow the Sect Master?"

Thinking of Chunying's words, Qing Huan nodded.

"I found a letter of resignation in your luggage. You see, all men in the world are the same. ”

Qing Huan really wanted to ask her, what about your sect leader? But endure it.

I didn't expect her to say it herself.

"But the sect leader is not, the sect leader loves the women of the world."

"How do you know?" Qing Huan thought in his heart, but didn't say it.

"If you're ready, I'll take you to the Master."

Qing Huan nodded.

The sect leader is still like that, dressed in white, half-lying on a chair, resting with his eyes closed. A disciple next to him was thumping his leg.

"Sect Master, people have brought it." Leng Yu whispered.

"Let's all go down." He didn't even open his eyes, and everyone else retreated.

"Sit." There is no one else here, it must have been said to Qing Huan.

Qing Huan sat down.

At this time, he only half-opened his eyes and looked at Qing Huan lazily.

"Your friend is very righteous, I'm waiting for her to save you."

Qing Huan didn't know how to answer, so he didn't answer.

"If you stay with me in the future, I'll see if she can get you out."

"Sanniang won't come to save me." Qing Huan whispered, although he didn't know what his idea was, it would definitely not be beneficial to Sanniang.

"What's your name?" He didn't answer Qinghuan's words, and instead asked her name.

"Meng Qinghuan."

"That's the name—" He sat up suddenly, flicking his folding fan.

Qing Huan thought that he had heard, or remembered that she was the prime minister's daughter.

"Not bad. Then you can call it Qinghuan. ”

I was trying to say this.

But he didn't change Qing Huan's name, which surprised Qing Huan a little.

But he still knelt down: "Thank you for the good intentions of the sect master." ”

The Sect Master laughed and called the others to come in and take her to change her clothes.

Qing Huan changed into a set of gray clothes that were exactly the same as everyone else, and she also wore a veil on her face.

In order to distinguish her from the others, Xu changed her headband to blue.

After learning that Qing Huan was going to serve the sect leader closely, Leng Yue's face could be imagined how dark it was. If gaze can kill, Qing Huan feels that he has been killed by Leng Yue countless times.

"Good life waiting." Although the cold rain is not like the cold moon, there is also a faint warning in the tone.

Of course, does she have any other choice but to nod her head and obey orders?

Serving others is not as easy as Qing Huan thought at the beginning. After all, since she came to this world, she has never served anyone. Even if it was Li Yan, she had never served.

So that night, when she and Leng Yue and Leng Yu were changing the sect leader's clothes together, an accident happened.

The Master's clothes were also folded and placed in a box.

Take off all the clothes you are wearing and then change into bedtime clothes.

Leng Yu is undressing for the sect leader, and Leng Yue is taking care of his clothes.

The matter of finding clothes naturally fell on Qing Huan.

She tried really hard to pick out what Leng Yue said: "ivory white middle coat" from the pile of white clothes, but failed.

When they all packed up, they found that Qing Huan was still looking for it.

"Idiot." Leng Yue kicked Qing Huan on the shoulder, knocking her to the ground.

Qing Huan endured the pain, climbed up from the ground and knelt.

"How?" The Sect Master squinted.

"When the sect leader asks, you have to answer." But Qing Huan didn't say a word, and was kicked by Leng Yue again, and then she got up again, kneeling but not speaking.

Leng Yu said softly to the sect leader, "She can't find clothes, so I'll come." ”

"Oh?" The Sect Master turned around with interest, hooked her chin with a folding fan and asked, "You don't know how to serve people?" ”

Qing Huan shook his head.

"Interesting." He put away the fan and said to Leng Yue and the others, "You guys go down, she stays here tonight." ”

Hearing this, Qing Huan didn't even need to look at it to feel the hatred from Leng Yue.

But even if the two of them are dissatisfied, they will not disobey the sect leader.

Leng Yu was still not angry, and replied gently: "Yes" and left with Leng Yue.

Qing Huan was still kneeling on the ground, feeling a little numb in his legs.

The sect leader didn't mean to let her get up, but leaned on the bed and said to her, "Turn around." ”

Inch by inch, she moved her legs and turned.

"Why don't you serve people when you have a letter of resignation?"

Qing Huan didn't answer.

"Presumably you just can't serve people, so you were suspended." He asked himself and answered, and he even thought it was a little funny.

Qing Huan didn't refute either. The reason why she didn't cooperate at all at this time was because she was very confused.

Once upon a time, she thought that there would always be a chance to escape, and if she escaped, she would have her own life.

And now that she is placed by this person's side, with her skills, the chance of escaping is equal to zero.

She hoped that Sanniang would come to save her, and she hoped that Sanniang would not come to save her.

Maybe the rest of her life, like the person locked in the house, will be trapped in this place forever.

Qing Huan's mind was full of these tangled thoughts, so he didn't notice what the sect leader was doing.

When her legs were numb and she couldn't feel it, her thoughts were finally pulled back.

When I looked up, I saw that the sect leader was still crooked on the bed, gently shaking his folding fan, looking at her.

When he found that Qing Huan finally raised his eyes to look over, he suddenly smiled, "What are you thinking?" ”

Regarding the sect leader's question, Qing Huan still didn't know how to answer.

You can't say how you're trying to get out.

So she still chose to be silent.

Maybe it was because Qing Huan never answered, and the sect leader also felt bored, so he said, "You stand up, I'm going to sleep." ”

Qing Huan kowtowed mechanically, thanking him for finally not torturing himself.

And the moment I stood up, I realized that the torture was at this time.

His legs were numb to the point of losing strength, and when he stood up, he fell to the ground again, and there seemed to be countless small insects crawling around in his legs, and it hurt when he moved.

Coupled with the two kicks kicked by Leng Yue, the severe pain swept through her whole body.

She sat on the ground and struggled, praying that the ordeal would pass soon.

At this time, the sect leader looked at her from the bed like a good show, and let out a gloating laugh

After a long time, Qing Huan finally recovered and got up to lay out his quilt.

"Instead of tidying up my bed first, you're going to tidy up your own? You really don't know how to serve people. The sect leader was not angry, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

After hearing this, Qing Huan put down his quilt and went to make the bed for him.

"Forget it, it's a fool." Perhaps the novelty had passed, and the sect leader opened her hand with a fan, rolled over and fell asleep.

From then on, Qing Huan no longer spoke.