Chapter 877: Miss Qingxia
A few lights light up a little bit of light to illuminate the whole room.
Gongyi Wuying let Yi Xin rest, but he put on a middle coat and lay on the table looking at the dim little light, sinking a little bit, his eyelids up and down, and his spirit seemed to be extremely tired, but he didn't want to go to bed for some reason, and he always felt that something had not landed.
The white candle on the table burned and faded until it was extinguished on the lampstand.
Gongyi Wuying couldn't think of a reason, so he reluctantly emptied his brain and got into the bed......
Falling asleep in a deep sleep, as if sleeping in a galloping carriage, one moment being jolted violently, the next moment as if to be thrown off at a rapid speed, and then the limbs and bones were scattered and loosened again, this strange feeling came again and again, but the sound of the horse's hooves was always ringing in my ears.
I don't know how long it took for the world to return to normal.
Gongyi Wuying has been trying to regain consciousness as if he was training as a devil, but he was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes no matter how hard he tried. At this time, there was a trace of inexplicable comfort, but I wanted to rest quietly for a while.
As soon as he closed his eyes firmly, he heard a soft female voice outside: "Miss Qingxia, it's been a hard work." ”
Gongyi moved slightly, not wanting to pay attention, but his eyes slowly opened, and the dark green curtain shrouded him, revealing a glimmer of light from the gap between the joints.
After a moment, she sat up suddenly, the brocade quilt slipping off, and her body was still the same mid-coat she had before bed.
How did this room become a layer of curtains?
Gongyi opened a curtain in front of him without a shadow, and the soft light like a night pearl was scattered outside the curtain, and the fog and fog around were about the same, and the sound of water came from the rumble, raising layers of fog.
She pinched her arm gently, it wasn't a dream, her head was dazed for a moment.
"Miss Qingxia, according to the prince's instructions, the bathing water has been prepared, and Miss Qingxia can bathe and change clothes." A respectful voice came.
Who is Miss Kazuka? Gongyi was confused, and his head stretched out of the curtain to look around.
I saw a melon seed face, wearing a small flower dress, the little maid goddess stood respectfully outside the curtain, and there was no other figure.
Could it be that it was Brother Chen's arrangement, so that Yi Xin pretended to be himself and stayed in Ningyuan, just to make himself an inexplicable Miss Qingxia......
She asked the little maid, "You called me?" ”
The little maid replied respectfully: "Miss has returned remotely and has not yet adapted to it. Stretching out his hand, he was about to help Gongyi without a shadow, and continued: "Slave and maid, wait for the young lady to bathe and change clothes." ”
Gongyi blocked Xian'er's hand without a shadow, calmed down for a moment, and said, "Where is this?" ”
The little maid became more and more respectful, and said, "Miss can get out of the car, and it will be clear after a while." ”
Get out? Gongyi caught two words without a shadow, am I really sleeping in the carriage? Still vigilant, he said, "Are you the only one here?" After all, he only wore a thin middle coat.
"Yes, but if the young lady is not enough, the slave can call a few more people."
"No need." Gongyi got out of the car from the place where the curtain was lifted, and his eyes wandered around.
The water is steaming, and in the luxurious bathroom, the abrupt carriage that leads the horse complements his bad mood.
Gongyi's shadowless face was like a yellow lotus stuffed in his throat, very bitter, Brother Chen's expression of interest continued to expand in his mind, and the answer of 'only with Brother Chen' rang in his ears like thunder.
His bones are falling apart at the moment, and as a person who has been trained since childhood, the carriage journey is definitely not short.
However, as far as I know, there is definitely no such luxurious bath in King Chen's mansion.
Could it be that Brother Chen wants to change his name and surname, and become a woman named Qingxia and he is like this......
Gongyi's shadowless back rose with a burst of cool air, his hands and feet were numb, where did he dare to step into the bath?
I only heard a slightly arrogant woman's voice outside: "Xian'er, Miss Qingxia is in the bath?" ”