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Chapter 8

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    "I just change my clothes and it will be in the way of your eyes?" I don't care about this dead fox, and it still keeps me motivated.

    I prefer to change in front of it, I see what it can do to me.

    I really took off my clothes in front of it, and the fox immediately got into the bed, I don¡¯t know why I suddenly felt like a hooligan, the one in front of me was just a fox, forget it, in order to appease my heart,  Hide behind the screen and change clothes.

    "Ma'am." Duckweed whispered outside the door.

    "What's the matter?" Nothing good happened when this woman came.

    "Master is here." Duckweed said.

    This master is naturally talking about Chen Huan, he should see him or he must see him, and he must fight hard in the next battle.

    "Understood." I said, picked up the lip paper and licked it, the whole complexion looked much better, I looked at Xiaohu Li who was crawling on the bed, I can't let it follow me all the time, I walked to the bed  Kneel down and say, "Xiao Huli, you are sensible, I can't take you home today, you go back by yourself, if you don't know the way, you can stay here and I will take you home when I have time." Oh my god,  Disgusted by myself.

    The little fox looked at me and listened to me without making a sound. It really seemed as if he could understand what I said. Anyway, I should go regardless of whether he understood me or not. He patted his head and smiled at him.  leave.

    I opened the door and came out, and duckweed was standing at the door waiting for me. Xia Jingtong took someone away without knowing when.

    "Where is the master?" I asked coldly.

    "In the hall." She said.

    I followed the duckweed to the main hall.  Before entering the hall, many officers and soldiers were seen, and the whole courtyard was filled with servants.

    "Fuyang." I called to stop her.

    "Ma'am?" Fu Yang stopped and asked.

    "How many are here?" I asked.

    "Madam will know as soon as she enters the hall." Duck Ping said.

    Just kidding, Liu Rushuang's family is not in the capital, and she has not been married to the capital for long, and she abides by etiquette and upbringing, and usually does not go out of the house when she is older, so how could she know about the court officials.

    "Mrs. Ben caught the wind and cold yesterday and felt a little unwell, so as not to disturb the Bodhisattva, why not go back to the house to rest." I pressed my head pretendingly.

    "Master is still waiting for you, Madam, in the main hall." Duckweed said anxiously.

    "It's not like he's the only one in the hall, so it doesn't matter if I have one more or one less." I said, indeed, he was going up to the saint, and Liu Rushuang was just an excuse.

    "This temple is praying for blessings, Madam, it's not good if you don't go." Duckweed said.

    "Sincere sincerity is effective, what's the point of just doing superficial work." I said, if I continue to argue with her, I will lose Liu Rushuang's reputation.

    "Husband" Just as Duckweed was about to call, I suddenly realized that the place was not right, and it was inappropriate to make noise, so I didn't dare to call again.

    Naturally, I wouldn't mind her striding away, how could my majestic wife listen to a little maid.

    Back in the meditation room, the little fox didn't know where it went, maybe it really understood what she said and ran home.

    Originally, I could see Chen Huan today, but I found out that this person completed the task earlier and sooner, but this little girl delayed it later.

    I was lying on the bed with big characters. If yesterday's assassination was aimed at the saint, why did they all attack me last night?  Is it a slap in the face?  Then why did the Holy Majesty not encounter assassination after Xia Jingtong was transferred away?  If the hand was aimed at me, why did she use such a big handwriting? How could Liu Rushuang have time to make enemies when she usually doesn't leave the house?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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