The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

There was no sound from the other side for a while, if not for his slight breathing, Fang Xiyan almost thought he had left.

Why doesn't he speak?Have you regretted it again?

Fang Xiyan couldn't help raising her head, but met his gaze, and felt a chill in her heart!

His face turned pale, his eyes were cold and without any warmth, and there seemed to be a storm under the calm appearance: "Very good! Then you should make some preparations!"

He clapped his hands, and two flower demons walked in outside the palace gate, Feng Xiaoxun ordered softly: "Bather and change clothes for her!"

Fang Xiyan: "..."

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An oversized wooden barrel, with several flower petals floating in the barrel, the petals are light red, I don't know what kind, they are fragrant, Fang Xiyan has soaked in it for a full hour, and she still doesn't want to go out.

The two flower demons who waited on her didn't even rush her, but just added some hot water when the water temperature was slightly cold.

Her skin as white as jade was already slightly reddened by the water, and her palms and feet were also slightly wrinkled.She sighed, no matter how long she took to wash, she would be finished, she couldn't just soak in this tub overnight, right? !

Forget it, stretching out the head with a knife, and retracting the head is also a knife. Since she is destined to lose something tonight, it is useless for her to delay for a long time.

She got up, and two flower demons came over holding a set of dresses: "Miss, please change into this."

Fang Xiyan glanced at it, and suddenly froze for a moment.A thought popped up in his mind: he was finally not so stubborn to let her be a green cabbage heart...

It was a bright red gauze dress, and there were only three words that best suited it: light and thin.through.

After Fang Xiyan put it on, she looked down and saw a black line.This is the ancient version of sexy underwear, right? !

The curves of her body are looming in the red dress, the fullness of the chest, the slender waist, the faint valley... the spring is full of beauty, which makes people think about it.

This is what the women in the party wear, right?

Is he good at this, or is he deliberately insulting her, treating her like a woman in a party?

There seemed to be a faint thread in her heart, and a wave of pain came up, and she secretly ground her teeth.

Forget it, since the result is the same, it doesn't matter what he thinks she is, it's just a deal, a deal...

A bright red cloak was wrapped around her shoulders again, covering her tightly. Fang Xiyan was taken aback, and turned to look at the flower demon who put on the cloak for her. The flower demon lowered her head: "Girl, please go ahead!" .Master Mojun is waiting for you."

Along the way, Fang Xiyan was taken to a house with flowers and willows. It was an antique building with a quiet and elegant layout. There were two large characters on the lintel: Feiyuan.

Fang Xiyan lowered her eyes, it seems that he still regards her as that Fei Yue's substitute

Deep in her heart felt astringent, like being pricked by a fine needle, she deliberately ignored the faint pain, and walked in under the leadership of two flower demons. '[

She only entered this small courtyard once, and only walked around the main hall of Baoxia before going out. She did not see the layout of other rooms in Baoxia.

And the two flower demons led her to the door on the left side of Baoxia, and reported in a low voice: "Master Mojun, Miss Fang will bring you here."