At this time, she had accepted her fate and regarded herself and him as adulterers.

Always afraid of being discovered by the people of the Chengyang Hou Mansion.

Mu Jingzhou raised his eyebrows: "What about suspicion?" ”

One sentence made Chen Anhao speechless.

Outside, he is a eunuch, with no human merits, and even if it is spread, it will not benefit her alone.

Mujing Prefecture is not affected in any way.

Thinking of this, Chen Anhao scolded him in his heart again, and the aggrieved began to shed tears again.

When the maid came to hold her, she stomped her feet to dodge, her rouge lips pursed, her face was full of anger, and she took the initiative to walk to the side room with a handkerchief twisted in broken steps.

Just by looking at it, I felt: this woman is so dirty.

The maid hurriedly followed, and ordered someone to prepare bath water and bring some clothes to Fangfei Garden for Chen Anhao to choose.

Most of the men's clothes in the Chitose Mansion may have the official robes of the Holy Lord to Mujingzhou, such as the flying fish suit he wears on the street today.

Then there is the maid's outfit.

With Chen An's good clothes, you have to go to the street shop to choose, and buy a few more sets of silk and silk silk brocade in all kinds of colors, so that she can choose them.

She rose from the pool from the bath, and was already full of clothes hanging outside.

The bronze incense burner in the house burned the agarwood on Mu Jingzhou's body, and the incense could invade Chen Anhao's nose every time he moved.

This incense is not a thing like Mu Jingzhou!

Chen An was so upset that she casually pointed to a light emerald brocade robe, and the maid came over to change it for her and took her to the bronze mirror to pull her hair.

The woman in the mirror has a ruddy complexion, slightly drooping eyebrows and eyes, with the innate elegance of everyone's beautiful lady.

The maid who pulled her hair finally couldn't hold back: "The girl is so good-looking." ”

Chen An's good mind is not here: "You are also good-looking." ”

After replying, she reacted suddenly, grabbed the maid with both hands, and her eyes were full of earnestness: "I, I am a woman from a good family, and I was robbed here by a dead eunuch, my sister is fine, can I let me go?" ”

Maiden: "......"

Her face was white and blue.

Dare to scold the Chitose Lord for being a gelding dog in Chitose Mansion, and Chen Anhao is the only one.

Chitose adults like this bite.

The maid didn't dare to say more, so she quietly curled her hair in a cloud bun and put beaded flowers to decorate.

Chen Anhao couldn't get a response, so he could only continue to hang his head, playing with a golden hairpin, thinking about when he could let her go back to the Chengyang Marquis Mansion.

At that time, how should I deal with the mother of the Chengyang Marquis Mansion.

The more I think about it, the more annoying it becomes.

The more I thought about it, the more I hated Mujingzhou.

Seeing that her face was not good, the maid casually gave a few words after curling her hair, and left in a hurry.

Chen Anhao sat in this room, in the middle of the night, on the willow tops of the moon, she had been pickled in the agarwood, supported her head with one hand, and sat in front of the dressing mirror and fell asleep.

In a daze, someone scooped her up and took her to the bedside.

She smelled faint blood, which crept into her nose.

I couldn't hold back my gagging.

She was a little loud, Mu Jingzhou glanced at her, and deliberately put the blood-stained sleeves in front of her: "Just before the torture rack in the prison, a man's head was screwed off, this is his blood." ”

"Sniff carefully, but it's still fresh?"

Chen Anhao was completely awake, hugged his other arm and began to retch, his face was pale.

Mu Jingzhou looked at her at the moment, but she was in a good mood, and her happiness was visible to the naked eye.

"You, you ......" She thought about it for a long time when her stomach was uncomfortable, and her mother's upbringing spit out two words: "Bad person!" ”

She couldn't find anything more ugly to scold him, and she cried again on the spot in her heart.

For the first time, she thought that her mother couldn't stand her.

The corners of Mu Jingzhou's mouth hooked slightly: "Yes, I am indeed a bad person." ”

Chen An thought about the words of Chen and his sister who scolded him and his mother in his courtyard, tears hung on his face, and he glared at Mu Jingzhou fiercely: "Slut! ”