Seeing that the head of the manager lowered even more, Ping'er panicked even more, knelt down, and tears flowed down like that.

"What's wrong with you, Lord Sir? Is there something uncomfortable? Do you want the slave to call the gentleman to come and see? You wait first, and the slave will go and call the gentleman at once. Ping'er, who was panicked, quickly stood up and rushed to the door.

"No, no need, I'm fine, I'm fine." Listening to Ping'er's words, Le Ling raised her head in a panic and pulled Ping'er back.

"You, Lord Steward?! Are you ......" looked at the face in front of her blankly, Ping'er was stunned for a moment and forgot to speak, and her eyes stared straight at Leling's face, this, this, who is this beautiful woman like a fairy? Why is she sitting here? Where did her master go? Why would she pretend to be her master?

As soon as she thought of Le Ling, Ping'er came back to her senses, and with a touch of rubbing, the distance between the two of them was widened a little, and there was already an extra sword in her hand, which pointed coldly at Le Ling.

"Who are you? Why is she in the housekeeper's house? What did you do with her? Say! Otherwise, I will kill you. ”

"Ping'er, it's me, I'm the head manager."

"Chief, Lord Steward? You, are you the Administrator? But, but, but your face, how can your face ......" Looking at the face in front of her, Ping'er didn't dare to think that the woman in front of her was her master, but looking at this dress and listening to the voice of the speaker, it was the complete master's dress and voice, and it couldn't be fake at all.

What the hell is going on?!

"Ping'er, sit down, you listen to me."

Hearing the voice of the woman in front of her, Ping'er put away the sword in her hand and stood to the side.

"That's right, I used to live in Phoenix, and more than two years ago, my face looked like this, and then a lot of things happened, and then my face became what you saw before."

Listening to the narration of the chief manager, Ping'er couldn't help but feel sad and sad for her, but fortunately, these have passed, and she has also come out of that sadness, and now, the master's face has changed back to a beautiful appearance, which is really good.

She should be happy for the Steward.

At that moment, Ping'er hurriedly went to fetch a basin of water, and even more carefully waited for Leling to wash up, and saw Leling, who had calmed down for a long time, Ping'er came to the outhouse.

"Lord Steward, you rest first, the slaves and maids are guarding the outhouse, and you can tell me anything."

Looking at the departing Ping'er, Le Ling's heart couldn't help but feel a sourness, since she came here more than a year ago, Ping'er has taken care of her meticulously, she can feel her sincerity, and she can also feel that she is not just a slave and a master.

She finally used her own efforts to sincerely exchange Ping'er's sincerity for her, she didn't misunderstand Ping'er, she is a kind woman.

When the morning sun fell on the flowers and plants in the garden, Leling also woke up, and she had become accustomed to getting up early and exercising in the morning for the past two years.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Leling admired it in the mirror, but no, this face really made her narcissistic, she always likes to enjoy it in front of the mirror when she has nothing to do, and this mood will become very good, now, this face is finally lost, of course she has to take a good look.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Le Ling was dumbfounded again, and her heart was pounding, what the hell is going on? Why is this happening? Hasn't that beautiful face from last night changed back? Why is it that after only one night, this face has become a burned face again? At that moment, Leling was a little panicked, she thought that there was something wrong with her eyes, and at that moment, she hurriedly reached out and touched her face, wanting to confirm whether she was dazzled.

I really felt the temperature from this face, I really saw the terrible face in the mirror, the next moment Leling's heart was cold, and her emotions fell to the bottom all of a sudden, yes, this face is a burned face, her face still hasn't changed back to that good-looking face, everything last night was just a dream of herself, a dream that was very beautiful but once again pushed her calm mood to a sad situation.

The incomparable loss surrounded Le Ling tightly, and the smile on her face was no longer there, too, how could this burned face change back, she was dreaming stupidly.

Outside the door, Ping'er asked someone to bring a basin of water, and all kinds of rouge pollen were placed neatly on several plates, and now, the master's face has become so bright and moving, she has no reason not to prepare these for the master.

When Ping'er looked at Leling's face in the house, she didn't know what was going on for a while, so she was there.

"You leave the water, and you take it all." Ping'er, who came back to her senses, hurriedly spoke out and wanted to withdraw the rouge pollen she had prepared out of the door.

"Ping'er, tell them all to leave these behind."

"Your Excellency, ......, this ......, yes."

In the house, when only Ping'er and Leling were left, Ping'er knelt down.

"I'm sorry! It is the slave and the maid who are the masters of their own affairs, and the slave and the maid are bold. ”

"No, Ping'er, you're right, Ping'er, you told me that everything last night was just a dream I had, right?"

Retracting her gaze from those bottles and cans, Le Ling's tone was calm, once, these bottles and cans were her favorite, how long has she not and dare not touch these things since she was disfigured.

"Lord Steward, slave ......"

"Get up, I don't blame you for this, it seems that it is really just an unrealistic dream, how can the burned face be restored! By the way, let's hurry up and wash up, we have to go to the field in the east of the city today, I think I haven't seen it in a while. ”

"Yes, the slave will prepare."

"By the way, Ping'er, from today onwards, you can no longer call yourself a slave, you can call back your own name."

"Your Excellency, this ......"

"Alright, so be it."

"Yes."

The days passed like this, during the day, Le Ling exchanged all the little gold and silver treasures left in the feng shui treasure land for the Phoenix clan in the slave market and the fields in Dancheng, and at night, Le Ling, who was tired for a day, returned to the house and was not in the mood to look in the mirror again, and fell asleep on the bed.

What's the matter, it's all like this anyway, what's the use of taking it again, that burned face can't come back, right? That night was just a dream, wasn't it! If you want to dwell on that night again, you will only add to your troubles.