Holantai came out of the pool as fast as possible, almost in a hurry to put on his clothes, and said nervously: "You can't leave Yunrong for too long? I'll send you back now!"

The mountain ghost felt warm in his heart. It turned out that the young master was nervous about this matter.

"It's not a problem. What the young master saw now is just a phantom in the flute."

"Ah, it's just a phantom!"

Lan Tai felt very disappointed.

But when I heard that every word and action, what I did and thought was indeed what the mountain ghost himself did at this moment, he became happy again. In the future, can they meet at any time, anywhere, and at will?

The difference between a real person and a phantom is that the phantom is visible but intangible. It is probably the effect of a video call.

However, true love does not happen when you untied your clothes. Some moments when you can’t see or touch them, or even invisible or touch them, the fire of love burns even more intense!

The two maids outside had been waiting for a long time, and gradually realized that the young master had been taking a bath today. Shouldn’t he fainted inside? Or drowning?

Today, the young master said he wanted to Jingjing before entering the bathroom. At that time, a maid didn't react and asked him "Who is Jingjing?", and then he suddenly realized.

The maids outside were just about to ask loudly, but they vaguely heard laughter and conversation coming from the bath room, as if there were men and women.

There is obviously only one young master in it! Didn’t you hear it wrong?

I turned my ears and it seemed that there was no more.

"Is the young master safe?"

"It can't be better!"

Holantai answered in a daze.

Truth.

At this time, the two people who were in love were sitting side by side by the pool where the candlelight was swaying, and their four feet reached into the clear water and swayed leisurely.

Compared with Hua Yu's slender jade feet, Lantai's big feet are simply the difference between bear's paw and deer's hooves.

She was petite and delicate all over her body, and was tenderer than the newly sprouted spring bamboo shoots; only the place where she should grow flesh is not short of weight at all, so she is so good at growing!

It’s amazing, why just looking at her like this makes you feel like you taste the deliciousness of the world?

Lan Tai couldn't help licking his lips.

The mountain ghost looked up and found that he was staring at him with good eyes. He smiled sweetly: "Does there anything on my face?"

"Of course there is!"

“What’s there?”

"There are spring flowers blooming, spring is bright and spring is full of joy!"

Lantai answered without hesitation.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the spring flowers became more and more colorful, and the spring scenery became more and more charming.

There has never been a person, especially a man, who praises the mountain ghost so much that she rarely notices her beauty except occasionally illuminating it on the mirror-like water surface.

It turns out that being praised by someone you like is such a happy and joyful feeling!

"Then is there something on my face?"

Holantai took the opportunity to ask.

"Yes, I have."

Lan Tai's ears were high, but she heard her say, "There is a word 'good'."

It's that simple?

Lan Tai felt a little disappointed and had expected her to praise herself hard.

Seeing the young master's eyes showing disappointment, Zhu Huayu wanted to add a few more words to express his sincere love in an appropriate manner. However, the word "good" is actually the most suitable one.

It’s not that she has no ingenuity, but that she is not used to praising men, and has never praised them before. The more she likes them, the less she doesn’t know how to speak. She just feels that there is nothing wrong with him from top to bottom, from left to right, from inside to outside.

Lan Tai smiled generously: "I understand, this is the highest praise, that is, I am too good to describe it hahaha."

"Well."

The mountain ghost felt relieved, and his pair of jade feet happily splashed in water.

This bathhouse is made of brass and is inlaid with a batch of rubies on it, which actually does not conform to Holantai's aesthetic.

When taking a bath, he prefers to use simple large wooden barrels with the kind with the faint fragrance of logs. But he did not object at the time.

Make others feel that they are more vulgar, and they can reduce others' vigilance against themselves.

The mountain ghost looked around: "Is this pool too big for a person to use?

Lantai almost blurted out—“How do you use the two of you?”

But he didn't say that. It would be too offensive to say this to the goddess who was holding her in her heart.

The mountain ghost suddenly stopped talking and stared at the clear pool water in a daze.

Lantai waited for a while before asking, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about a mountain man I met two days ago."

I want to be a mountain man in my private bathtub? What kind of magical operation is this? Holantai wants to.

It turned out that two days ago, the mountain ghost met an old man with a gray beard, limping one leg and carrying a basket of firewood to the bottom of the mountain. He walked very slowly and extremely hard.

She didn't want to disturb the life of mortals, but when she saw that the mountain road was quite steep, she followed quietly behind her. She took action several times and used spells in advance to remove the larger stones under the old man's feet.

Soon, the old man met another mountain man who chopped wood for a living.

During the chat, the old man said that he fell and sprained his ankle not long ago. His wife was seriously ill again and he would not be able to take off the pot if he didn't chop wood to sell it.

The mountain ghost couldn't bear it and naively wanted to help him. While the old man was not paying attention, he quietly placed a piece of golden silk jade produced on Yunrong Mountain in his basket.

Golden silk jade is not the most expensive jade type. It is worth about ten ingots of silver. Should it be able to treat his wife?

The mountain ghost thought he had done something good and left happily.

But when the old man went to the market to sell firewood, a bully fell in love with golden silk jade. He insisted that the old man in ragged clothes stole his treasure and even reported it to the official.

As a result, the innocent old man who was powerless and power not only got half a tael of silver, but was beaten to death, and all the firewood was confiscated.

During the day today, the mountain ghost heard two mountain villagers chatting about the old man’s experience, and realized that he had done something bad!

She found the old man's home and placed herbs that were beneficial to his wounds and two hundred-year-old ginseng outside the door.

I apologized silently in my heart, but I didn't dare to keep anything valuable.

Because of this, the mountain ghost has been depressed for a day.

"Yu'er is wondering, why are everyone born unequal? ​​Some people can have a wealth of food and clothing, while others live harder than livestock?"

Lantai didn't know how to answer for a moment, because he was the one who had not yet made contributions to the country but had no worries about food and clothing.

Although, this is not his own life.

Although he was not as happy as others imagined, he could be said to be walking on thin ice every day.

If another woman had been replaced, she would not have talked about such a subject that embarrasses him in front of someone with his identity.

Although Lantai was embarrassed, she still liked her very much. In this world, there are only a few people who dare to tell the truth to him and talk about the truth.

"I won't defend myself. I dare not promise anything else, but one day if I am the king, I will greatly reduce the taxes of our country and reduce the burden on the people!"

"So you're serious?"

Holantai looked into the mountain ghost's charming light brown eyes seriously: "To others, my words may contain moisture, and even some lies; only to you, my words are heartfelt words."
Chapter completed!