The corner door of the Duke's Mansion was opened and the carriage entered from inside.

Aunt Qin leaned out and changed the logo to the upper left corner of the carriage.

The gates opened one after another, walked through the layers of courtyards, stopped at the limit that the sign could reach, and then helped the lady down.

Xiang Xinci's clothes fell on her ankles, and her unblemished face was already charming. She did not move, and she looked back calmly. Behind were rows of open courtyard doors, one courtyard and one world, and the gates were controlled by different forces without crossing the gates. These gates were in this mansion, and there were no sight at all.

Xiang Xinci withdrew his gaze. The noble Duke's Mansion is not comparable to those of the Ming family who can see the kitchen with just raising their feet.

Xiang Xinci turned around and walked in. Her residence was still far away, and she was not even in this world controlled by men.

The doors in the back house are opened one after another.

The first level is the residence of the head of the Duke's Mansion. The huge yard forms a circle to wrap the layers of courtyards inside. No matter what you enter or leave or do, you cannot leave the world she controls. You have the greatest power and courtyard in the back house.

The second level is divided into two parts, and it is another small circle, surrounding all the right and wrong of the two rooms.

Xiang Xinci got on the vine sedan chair and passed through the justice of their jurisdiction.

Joule was seriously reminding the concierge.

Aunt Zhuang was amazed at the luxury of the Duke of Ling Guo’s Mansion. The complex layout of this numerous courtyards was so difficult to see at a glance that she was a little uncomfortable with her, but she was also amazed. This place is not small, but on the contrary, it is very large, but the high walls accumulated with power are fascinating and terrifying.

But no matter what, she thought the mansion was better, the flowers and leaves in the mansion were better, and the servants were more imposing than their villages. Look at the high walls, the hanging flower gate, and the winding veranda that led to, it was so imposing.

The vine sedan chair took a long time to stop.

In Weirui Courtyard.

Aunt Qin stretched out her hand to help the lady down.

Aunt Zhuang looked around and was a little puzzled. This is Miss Seven's courtyard, which is very elegant. Didn't Laozhuang say that Miss Seven is not favored and has never seen any world, so it is easy to get along with it?

But she looked-

"Miss."

Seeing that someone had done the job of pleasing the lady, Mrs. Zhuang had no time to think about it and quickly closed the door, because she had to do something, right?

The sound of creaking the door closed was like a muffled thunder knocking on everyone's hearts, and he instantly looked at Aunt Zhuang.

Aunt Zhuang was puzzled, what's wrong? She is working?

Aunt Qin held the lady's hand and instantly lowered her head: It's nothing.

Joule's head was so disappointed that he lowered his head, why no one told her that the door could not be closed at this time!

Xiang Xinci slowly turned around, and every move seemed to be unable to find a place to stay, just like she suddenly woke up and turned her aging head for many years after her death. She moved her eyes little by little and looked at the closed door.

Aunt Qin trembled in pain: "Little... Miss, let's go in..."

Xiang Xinci's voice was ethereal, as if she was asking: "Why should I go in..." She took the child's naiveness and puzzled: Why can't I go outside? She was singing opera outside. There were obviously so many people outside, but she still heard their voices, why can't I go outside?

She was very obedient? She sat there obediently, waiting for her aunt to pick her up to take her out later...

Really, she didn't move for several days and nights, but no one noticed her. After a long time, she came out and she was still the same outside.

She walked back and was pulled closer to the room by the aunt she served: What did you do early in the morning? I was so busy that I had to watch you and go to wash up quickly.

Didn’t she go out early in the morning? She has been out for several days? But she still obediently went to wash.

She thought that the Dragon Boat Festival cannot be used, the Mid-Autumn Festival cannot be used, the Spring Festival cannot be used, and the Zhongyuan Festival should be used, because there is always a festival that should be used.

But still can't.

They don’t remember every word they said to her, they don’t remember her, and many servants outside don’t know her, and she can’t call the name of the people living here.

Because everyone who is trying to please someone will only revolve around him. No matter where he hides, he will be found out as soon as possible. He will be praised unconditionally and improve again. He will cheer for every step he takes and make all interests concessions for him.

So disgusting!

Xiang Xinci let go of Qin Gu's hand.

Aunt Qin wanted to stop her, but in the end she did nothing.

Mrs. Zhuang was already scared. Why did no one suddenly speak? Why did they all... What's wrong with the lady? Where are the lady going? Why didn't she stop her?

…

Xiang Zhuyuan was so angry that he came back in the sun, and thanked God if the horse had not had heatstroke.

Shanqi hurriedly took off his outer shirt for the prince, almost imagining the prince's anger, because at the last moment, Miss Seven had more than a dozen live fish that had not been put into the tank, and Miss Seven ordered them to come back with the carriage and horse.

The prince was exposed for an hour and was stubborn and refused to go in to rest.

Butler Zheng was about to speak, but when he saw the prince's face, he hurriedly shut up, but he was already diligent in giving the prince a bath, fruits and herbal tea. When he saw his long-lost master, he did his best to serve him.

Xiang Zhuyuan lifted him slowly, threw down his belt, and went straight into the bathroom.

Shanqi couldn't even catch it, so he could only bend down to pick it up.

Butler Zheng looked at Shanqi with a squinted look: "Who do you think you blame me! I didn't say that I could make a pot of herbal tea for the prince during this hot day."

Shanqi ignored him, the prince quickly came back, and his love horse was almost exhausted.

Fei Fei quickly brought herbal tea over, and as he passed by, he still glared at Shanqi: "How to serve him?" He carried it in.

"Not careful." Mr. Zheng added.

Shanqi was wronged. He wanted to be careful, but the prince was so angry that he could drink.

When the cold water was poured on her body, Xiang Zhuyuan's restlessness dissipated a little, and the cicadas outside the window were yelling and pulled people back to the feeling of dryness and cracking under the sun.

Xiang Zhuyuan calmed herself down. She had never left the house. The first time she and she were both unconsidered, it was understandable that they were not considering each other well.

Fei Fei walked in quickly, poured a cup of herbal tea and put it to the prince's hand, picked up the ladle beside him, and watered it on the prince's shoulder.

The fragrant herbal tea leads from yan's throat to the heart and lungs. The water flows down from the shoulders. Xiang Zhuyuan leans into the pool, and then he feels calmer.

Fei Fei took off the hairpin for the prince, her long hair hung down, changed into a towel, and landed on the prince's back: "It's so hot, the prince doesn't know how to hide..."

Xiang Zhuyuan closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Fei Fei's eyes flashed with loneliness, closed her mouth and bathed in the prince.

Xiang Xinci lay quietly on the beam of the room, looking at the two people inside and outside the bathtub without waves. The water quickly flowed through every muscle on his body, disappeared into the water, and every vein he opened when he breathed raised the impression he had in her mind over the years.

She looked at the maid who helped the eldest brother bathe again. Can she look at Xiang Zhuyuan like this every day? What would she think?

Xiang Xinci rested her head on the back of her hand. She had only heard of the names of the elder brother's room, but not many people had seen. The only one who could match the names of the names was Fei Fei.

Because she was ugly enough, she didn't clamor to throw this person out.

But at this time, Xiang Xinci found that she had been looking at her, watching her hands falling to every position with the towel, and made sure that her hands were always on the towel before looking at Xiang Zhuyuan!

Xiang Zhuyuan opened his eyes instantly, and the curious eyes on the beam above the room were like ice cones poured down from his head, which made him, who had always been calm, feel a little flustered in an instant, but he instantly regained his reason: "Go out!"

Fei Fei was stunned and hurriedly retreated.

Xiang Zhuyuan quickly went to get his clothes.

Xiang Xinci is like a flying dragon that has jumped off from above, like a fish entering the sea, beautiful and neat.

Xiang Zhuyuan also took the opportunity to grab his clothes, and the man also left the bathhouse and quickly draped his body, and his heartbeat had not yet fallen.

Xiang Xinci's head poked out of the water, gently kicked his feet, swam to the place where he had just sat, and lay on the edge of the pond with both hands, like a mermaid who had just seen someone, with a pleasant voice: "Brother..."

Xiang Zhuyuan's hand slammed, his heartbeat and anger intertwined. He was silent for a long time before looking at her

Xiang Xinci's head rested on the edge of the pool, her hair was wet, and the attachment in her eyes reached its peak, and she was already faintly sad.

Xiang Zhuyuan's emotions were stiff.

Xiang Xinci's cold words had already sounded: "Don't you have a big hand?"

Xiang Zhuyuan did not answer. He slowly tied the belt with gold thread and walked over with solemn steps. He looked at her lying cutely on the edge of the pool, but the lunar calendar was unwilling to ask him. He stretched out his hand, held her head, and gently put her into the water.

Xiang Xinci immediately rolled beautifully, like a goldfish stretching out its thin tail, swam around, turned around and turned back, raised his head, and placed his chin on the palm of his hand holding the edge: "Don't you have long hands?" He was persistent and cold.

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Chapter completed!