"Yes!" Feng Jiuli calmed her heartbeat, bent down and gently opened the burden.

Suddenly, the surroundings were glittering with golden light.

The golden bowl, the golden vase, the golden teacup, in short, everything is golden.

Even the Golden Night Kettle, which had been kept under the bed, rolled out of the baggage with a gurgling grunt.

Naturally, these are true.

Stealing things is a piece of cake for her.

After knowing that the things in her room were all replaced by Lin Jingying, in the middle of the night, she sneaked to the warehouse and changed the real ones.

So at this time, she is not afraid of being seen by Jun Wuji.

After Jun Wuji saw the night pot rolling out, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he glanced at her coldly, motioning for her to continue scrolling underneath.

"That...... Lord Wang, the following is the underwear of this young master, do you really want to see it? Feng Jiuli bit her lip and looked at Jun Wujie carefully.

Jun Wuji's expression remained unchanged, just staring at her with his eyes, waiting for her next move.

"Okay then." Feng Jiuli nodded, and suddenly reached out and pinched his nose, "It's best for the prince to cover his nose too, and there are more than ten sets of young master's middle clothes and more than ten pairs of obscene pants underneath." ”

Jun Wuji looked at Feng Jiuli's movements, and was a little puzzled, Feng Jiuli's voice came over again, "Lord Wang, you know, stepmother, she has always been harsh on Young Master Ben, so those obscene pants, I have been wearing each one for several months, and I have always been reluctant to throw them, because I threw them, I will never wear them again." ”

Jun Wuji slowly frowned, and was about to say not to talk so much nonsense, but he heard her words again, "Those dirty pants, Young Master Ben is afraid that they will be washed badly, so they have not been washed after wearing them, and they may smell a little, so Lord Wang, you'd better cover your nose." ”

After speaking, he took out a profane trouser with an almost unclear color from his baggage and put it on the ground in front of Jun Wuji.

"Gross-"

Smelling the disgusting smell of the dirty pants, Jun Wujie almost didn't spit it out directly.

He hurriedly covered his nose, his face turned dark, and he roared angrily around: "Come on, throw her and her baggage down." ”

When he said this, the corner of his eyes suddenly swept over the golden night pot, paused, gritted his teeth and said, "Take her to the lower room for me, and she will be responsible for cleaning the toilet in the entire palace in the future!" ”

"What? Jun Wuji, you actually let Young Master Ben clean the toilet? ”

Feng Jiuli breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Jun Wujue's words, and was happily stuffing all her treasures into the baggage, but heard Jun Wujue asking her to clean the toilet.

She stood up and screamed to show her displeasure.

"If you don't want to use the toilet, it's okay, come on! Give her to this king—" Jun Wuji's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he suddenly spoke.

Feng Jiuli's heart tightened, and her intuition told her that as soon as he said the following words, her treatment would definitely be even worse.

She hurriedly interrupted him, and smiled flatteringly at him: "The prince is angry, brush the toilet, brush the toilet, if you have something to say, I'll go." ”

After speaking, she hurriedly picked up her burden and followed the guards to the next room.

Along the way, her mind revisited the scene when she first joined the army.

There were all girls in the army, and she was the youngest and the last to go.

So she was often bullied, and she was left to do any dirty work.

Of course, she brushed the toilet for a whole year.