If she hadn't experienced it herself, she wouldn't have believed in such a bizarre thing.

Xiang Xiang was lying on the couch to the right and thinking nonsense, and after that, Moon Allure City never came back, which made her feel at ease.

After a long thought, drowsiness came up, and she finally fell asleep.

She woke up again the next day and found that Moon Allure was not in the Joy Garden. This is very good, and she, as a maid, saves a lot of work.

"To the right, are you awake?" she woke up when the wind came over.

Seeing the energetic smiling face, Xiang You's mood became very good: "Yes, I didn't sleep well last night, and I got up late today, what about Childe?"

"Today is the day when Miss Zhao Skirt sent the Burning Love Palace, and the son picked up the beauty. "The beautiful eyes are half bent, and they are cute.

"I see. Pouring Wind, why are those big families willing to send their treasures to the Burning Love Palace?" asked Xiang You, puzzled.

She has always been very curious about this matter, and she wonders how there would be such parents who personally send their daughter to the tiger's mouth.

"One is that the Burning Love Palace is famous, no one in the world dares to offend, and those who offend the Burning Love Palace will die miserably, and the appearance of the son is unparalleled in the world, and those women are willing to dedicate themselves to themselves. If one accidentally really makes the son look at him, maybe he can fly up the branch and become a phoenix. When the wind mentioned the moon and the city, his tone was high and he was very excited.

Dare to love the wind is very proud that the wind is able to charm all the beauties in the world, and she sees that she has regarded the moon as an object of worship, that is, vomiting like.

Xiang You couldn't help but persuade him bitterly: "Happiness is not just a pile of power, wealth, and appearance. Have you ever thought about the pain of those women who have not been favored by your son-in-law to stay in Youqingyuan for the rest of their lives, and be alone with loneliness every day? ”

"Is that so? Isn't it wrong for the boy to be like this?"

Xiang Xiang nodded approvingly to her and said, "You bring rice paper and pen and ink." ”

Dumping Wind took it and asked to the right, "Are you literate?"

"Childe treated me very well and taught me poetry and music. ”

"Well, if I write this poem, you will probably understand the pain of those women in the Garden. ”

Lift the pen to the right, and it will be done overnight: "The mica screen candle shadow is deep, and the long river is gradually falling." Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, the blue sea and the blue sky and the night heart!"

This poem best represents the mood of those women in Youqingyuan. Xiang Right simply told the story of Chang'e to the wind, and at first the wind seemed to understand.

After listening to Xiang You's story, Dumping Feng secretly wept and said: "Those women are so pitiful, Childe is really bad, Xiang Right, can you persuade Childe?"

"I'm just a maid, how can your son-in-law listen to my persuasion? Besides, those women's reputations have been destroyed by the son, what can the son-in-law use to compensate for others?"

"But ......"

Xiang Right stopped the words of the wind: "I know you are very kind, but there are some things that you have to do according to your ability, I don't think I have a tongue and a lotus, and of course I don't think that my advice will be listened to." The reason why I tell you the story of Chang'e is just to let you distinguish between right and wrong, that's all. ”

She wants to protect herself, and she doesn't want to have too much to do with Moon Fall City. That's it, she can't even save herself, so where does she have the extra energy to save others.

"To the right, is there really no way? I think Childe treats you differently than others, and he will listen to what you say. ”

At this time, the wind was stubborn, so that Xiang Xiang couldn't cry or laugh.

Why is she so mother-in-law doing the ideological work of the wind, this girl has a tendon to the end, and it seems that she will not give up lightly.

"I want it, I can't calm down when you're here. "I made an excuse to the right at random.

The wind nodded hurriedly: "You, I won't quarrel with you." ”

After saying that, she hurriedly went out of the room, forgetting to ask about Xiang Right.

Smile secretly in her heart, this girl is innocent and cute, and she is easy to deceive.

Such a good little girl, she hasn't gone bad after staying by the side of Moon Tilt City for so long, it seems that Moon Tilt City still protects Tilt Wind very well.

Looking at "The Legend of Ruyu" in the corner of his right eye, he sighed slightly in his heart, put it away properly, and then paid full attention.

The wind no longer disturbs the right, leaving a room of silence for her.

With books as a companion and full attention to the right, time flies quickly.

After noon, Xiang Right sat down in a chair again and began to read a book, which was all the pastime of her life.

Just as she was concentrating, Tilt Wind ran in and said hurriedly: "To the right, hurry up and stand up, you are now a maid, and Gongzi has brought Miss Zhao over." ”

Xiang Xiang put down the book in his hand and stood up in a formal manner.

As soon as he sorted out his expression, Yue Chengcheng came in with a beautiful woman, who was the legendary beauty Zhao Skirt.

It's really beautiful, autumn eyes are affectionate, cherry red lips, a pair of laughing nests are inlaid on the face of melon seeds, and a long white skirt is lined with her slender waist. Cute with coquettishness, coquettish without losing warmth.

Intuitively, this woman is very unusual, she seems to be a kind and good woman.

I don't know if the Zhao skirt in front of me came to the Burning Love Palace voluntarily or was forced to come.

"To the right, you will be responsible for the skirt's life in the future, and she will live in the Joy House in the future, you know?"

Listening to this tone, I still have a good impression of this Zhao skirt.

"Yes, Childe!" replied deferentially.

Yue Chengcheng said a few more words, and then left the Joy Garden.

As soon as Yue Chengcheng left, he breathed a sigh of relief to the right, always feeling that even the air was suffocating where he was.

When the moon fell into the city and walked away, she turned around to the right, but saw Zhao Skirt staring at her with a smile, and her expression was all in her eyes.

"To the right, right? You can call me by my name or my skirt from now on. ”

"Then I'll call you Zhao Skirt. "Zhao Skirt has a very right appetite, she doesn't need to say a word to Miss, and she doesn't always need to call herself a slave.

"Is this the book you just read? It seems like it's all legends. Zhao Skirt picked up the book that had just been put down to the right and asked softly.