Back in the Qingshui Palace, Yun Qi instructed the maid to bathe and change clothes for him first, and he went to see a circle of little red umbrellas, she was still asleep, but her breath was much more stable.

She sat under the gazebo in the courtyard, holding the wooden hairpin in her hand, and was staring at a certain place in a daze, waiting for the little beggar to finish bathing.

"Is this hairpin really yours?"

The voice was immature, but it exuded the breath of a little adult, coming from Yun Qi's side.

She withdrew her eyes and turned her head to look, startled.

I saw that the little beggar was wearing a black spiritual robe, his posture was straight, and there was a kind of condescending bearing between his eyebrows.

It is as if he is the true god who has fallen into the world, and his dignity is incomparable.

Moreover, he is a god......

Chapter 216 of "Dressed as a Waste Material Painter, Crazy Drop the Vest on the Road to Cultivating Immortals": Ahem, she can't laugh! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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