"Huh?" Zhuohua looked at him with a confused expression, "Who?" ”

"Come in."

As soon as Yun Gui's words fell, he saw a woman in yellow push the door in. Her eyebrows and eyes are crooked, her smile is rippling, and her ink-like hair is coiled in two buns on the top of her head, and she looks full and flattering.

After stepping into the door, the girl glanced at Zhuohua timidly, her fingers nervously tugging at her sleeve, and her expression was a little at a loss.

"This is ......" Zhuo Hua blinked and looked at Yungui inquiringly.

"The master asked to pick a little girl from the inner door a few days ago and send it over, I didn't know why, but now I know that you are here." Yungui had a teasing smile on his face, "This girl has no spiritual power, she is a mortal, she will be a servant girl by your side in the future, and take care of your daily life in the future, if you need anything, just tell her, and she will help you get it." Now that I look at it, Master really still prefers you, little junior sister. Everything is thought out for you. ”

This last sentence is not very agreeable. She felt that the master just wanted to find an errand runner, so that he could move less if there was anything.

"But......" Zhuohua bit his fingertips tangledly, and his tone was a little hesitant, "I'm not a mortal, and there's no need to eat or anything now, and I don't need a maid." ”

"There's always something you can't take care of." Yun Gui said and stood up, "Little junior sister, you have a good rest today, tomorrow, I will bring your homework over, you won't be so easy." After speaking, before Zhuohua could react, he quickly slipped away.

"Senior brother!"

Hearing Zhuohua's angry voice, Yun Gui couldn't help but tremble, secretly glad that he slipped away quickly.

The girl's family, why is it so fierce.

Here, she jumped to her feet, however, she couldn't see the red figure for a long time.

"Hey." Zhuohua sighed helplessly and beckoned to the little girl, "Come and sit." ”

The little girl pursed her lips and slowly moved over.

"Don't be nervous." Zhuohua smiled at her soothingly, "What's your name?" How old is it? Who's who? ”

"Mainly, Miss, you're too good-looking, I, I'm nervous." The little girl seemed to relax a little, the flush on her face receded slightly, but her eyes were still embarrassed to stare at Zhuohua, and she glanced around.

"You're pretty cute." Zhuohua let out a burst of laughter like a silver bell.

The girl stuck out her tongue and continued, "The slave's name is Jinyi, this year's fifteenth, the slave maid used to live in a small mountain village, and then the village was slaughtered, and the slave maid finally came to Qingli Mountain to seek refuge after several tosses. ”

"I'm sorry." Hearing Jin Yi say such a bumpy and unfortunate experience in such a calm and concise tone, Zhuo Hua suddenly felt a little sorry for her.

She got up and walked over and hugged her, "It's okay, Sister Jinyi, Zhuohua will protect you in the future, this is your home, and Zhuohua is your relative." ”

Jin Yi was stunned by this sudden hug. She hesitated for a moment, but still raised her hand and hugged Zhuohua back.

Her fingers trembled slightly, her lips pursed, and a look of complexity flashed in her eyes.

After a long time, she sighed slightly.

Zhuohua patted her on the back as a sign of comfort.

Nishiki pursed his lips silently and smiled.

At that time, Zhuohua thought that Jinyi's sigh was the melancholy and depression he had experienced.

But I don't know how much helplessness, sadness, endless struggle, and confusion are contained in that short sigh.