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By the time I sat on the bed, it was already dark.

A maid immediately fetched water and came in to serve her to bathe and change her clothes, and Xinglian had been quietly watching the four personal maids who had been sent in and out of the house, with a calm face on her face.

How many of these four people are Nangong Ru's people? Or, all of them?

"Fifth Miss, it's time to bathe."

The leader whispered through the bead curtain, stood aside and waited for the dispatch, Xinglian nodded, "I'll just come by myself, you guys go out." ”

"Yes."

After the maid retreated, she waved her hand lightly and closed the door, only then did she untie her clothes, and she was caught off guard, and something behind her fell to the ground with a "bang".

Lifting the sparrow-sized bird's legs, Xinglian shook.

No response.

Shook again.

Still no response.

He threw his hand into the tub and flapped, and the whole room was blazing with blue light, and the drenched birds crawled out of the bucket and yelled at her angrily.

"What is it called, it is said that the ancient beasts have an unlimited lifespan, even if they don't sleep, but you are also a magical beast, and you have lived for hundreds of years, do you want to learn to hibernate like the ice python at the beginning, and then transform into a human form?"

Xinglian glanced at it, continued to undress, and then ignored the angry mung bean eyes of a certain bird, and leisurely entered the bathtub.

The stinky bird followed her back, just to see where Hua Wei lived, and now that she is back, Hua Wei's things have been packed up, and she is fine, and she has fallen asleep.

Just as she was about to tease a few more words, the originally wet bird suddenly doubled in size, and the water droplets all disappeared in an instant, and her feet jumped and fell on her bed.

Following its movements, I saw a pillow embroidered with a blue spirit bird on the head of the bed.

When she was in the courtyard before, she had been sleeping with this pillow, but she didn't notice that the spirit bird embroidered on this pillow was really similar to the phantom kite.

The phantom kite let out a low roar, and suddenly fell down, nestled on the pillow, and the whole body of the bird fell down.

Just as the Phantom Kite shrank down, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, Xinglian frowned, and was about to let the Phantom Kite hide, but it was too late, the person at the door walked quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had already pushed the door open.

"Star ......"

Nangong Ru walked in with a smile, not surprised by her appearance at this time, and slowly walked to the table and sat down.

For her reaction, Xing Lian also knew in his heart, in this garden, there was always some of her eyeliner, what she was doing at this time, and where she escaped her sight.

Well, one day, she will pull out those extra eyes, and then pull them out and throw them back to her.

"Why is my mother here?" Since she couldn't hide, she also leaned against the wall of the bucket leisurely, reached out and gently picked up a handful of water, "It's so late, is there something wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, seeing that you don't have much to eat for dinner, I'm afraid that you won't be used to living in the new yard, so I'll come and have a look." Nangong Ru didn't bring the maid over, poured a cup of tea by herself, and was about to drink it, when she caught a glimpse of the pattern on the teapot, smiled sarcastically, and put down the teacup again.

If it is really the lowly seed born by that woman, all the utensils in this house are used by that woman, and it makes people lose their appetite when they see it.

Of course, Xinglian saw what she meant, propped himself up and fell over, lying on the edge of the barrel, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, "It turns out that my mother is worried about Xing'er, and Xing'er still thinks that my mother is interested in the wild dogs chasing me today." ”