Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 348 Sneak into Your Lair (6)
"How about that?"

"Wait, I'll find a way, and you'll meet him outside!" It's just getting in, it's not difficult, and that's not the hard part.

Mu Xiang jumped off the attic, lurking in a dark place.

The city lord's mansion is full of maids and maids, isn't it easy to get a piece of clothing to change into?
A moment later, when Mu Xiang appeared in Lao Qi's sight again, she was already dressed as a standard maid, with a tray in her hand.Some pot bottom ash was painted on her face, and she was a black girl.The face turned black and covered her original appearance, but it was such a dangerous place, Lao Qi was very worried about her, but he didn't dare to follow her rashly, for fear of disturbing her actions, so he could only hide in the dark and worry.

According to her previous memory, Mu Xiang followed a group of tea-delivery maids and slowly moved to Yaoyue Tower.

Take a deep breath, adjust your heartbeat and breathing. After half a year of running-in with her, this body has gradually improved, and she can control it at will.

Stepping into the gate of the Yaoyue Tower, the fragrant wind that was strong enough to choke someone almost buried her.

The leading servant girl brought the tea and said respectfully in a low voice: "Ladies, the spring tea you want is here for you, and the water for bathing has also been prepared. Madam, do you want to take a bath now?"

A soft and soft voice came from the hall, soft and flattering, to the extreme, "Well, let's go now, I've been playing with His Highness for so long, my body is covered in sweat!"

Her footsteps gradually approached with the sound, "Your Highness rested inside, and one of you will wait outside, and the others will accompany the servants to take a bath."

"Yes... the servant knows."

Mu Xiang glanced out of the corner of her eye, the leading girl seemed a little hesitant, a little reluctant, and her eyes seemed a little contemptuous.

Mu Xiang couldn't help being curious about the woman's identity, so she looked up at her unawares.

After a glance, it is generally understood.

She was so revealingly dressed, with only a pink tube top dress with countless peach blossoms embroidered on the skirt.In the cold weather, she only wore a transparent tulle outside, so she was not afraid of cold and runny nose.

This kind of dress must be a prostitute in a brothel in the city, who was recruited by Xuanyuan Ling to serve him specially.

But when I came here earlier, there seemed to be other women, why is she the only one now?
Before Mu Xiang had time to think about it, the goblin-like woman led a group of maidservants out of the hall.

There were still a few maidservants left in the hall, and the leader stood in front of them and asked with a straight face, "Which one of you would like to stay and serve His Highness?"

Except for Mu Xiang and the leader, almost all the maids were excited and eager to try.

"I'll stay, I'll definitely serve His Highness well, and I'm sure nothing will go wrong!"

The leading maid snorted coldly: "You? Do you want to serve on the couch?"

"I..." The girl didn't dare to make a sound after being punctured by someone's blunt words.

The leading servant girl said again: "All of you, put your thoughts into my stomach. If you want to find death, I will not stop it, but don't implicate us all. Your Highness, who is that? It's also you lowly maids. Can you imagine it? You are not allowed to stay today!"

She looked around and raised her finger, "You, black-faced girl, the kitchen said yesterday that there are a few new girls, are you one of them?"

It was said to be a black face, and it was impossible for Mu Xiang to pretend to be confused, so she could only pretend to be timid and afraid, and nodded vigorously, not daring to look at her.

The leading servant girl seemed very satisfied with her performance, "You stay and wait on His Highness, we are just outside, if His Highness wakes up, you can come out and call, if His Highness doesn't wake up, you just kneel by the side, and you are not allowed to come out." Voice, do you understand?"

"Your servant understands," Mu Xiang replied in a low voice.If you know a fart, don't you just act as a gatekeeper for him?In the wicked feudal society, someone has to guard them when they sleep.

The maid who spoke earlier was not convinced, "Why can she stay? How do you know that she doesn't have that idea in her heart?"

"Whether you have thoughts or not, it's much safer than you," the leading servant girl didn't bother to talk to her, and led her out.

"Hmph, let's wait and see!"

The maidservant was the last one to leave, she said a harsh word, then closed the palace door and went out.

The hall fell silent, Mu Xiang raised her head and looked at the place where she was.

All golden nanmu furniture, a flying screen, and counting, a whole cabinet of porcelain antiques is the most conspicuous.Just take out any one, it is also priceless, and it can be sold for hundreds of taels.

Surrounding the screen, the space behind is larger.

The golden floor-to-ceiling curtain covered April Fang's bed.

There was a soft wool blanket on the floor, extending from where she stood to the entire apse.

If you take off your shoes, it must be very comfortable to step on.

Although she really wanted to do this, but the situation didn't allow it, she had to make sure whether Xuanyuan Ling was sleeping on the couch.

Since entering the City Lord's Mansion, things seem to be going too smoothly, and the smoothness is a bit too much, she must be sure.

Before lifting the curtain, she had sufficient psychological construction and drew countless reverie pictures in her mind.

Playing so excessively, does your father know?
If you are young and don't know how to pay attention to your body, aren't you afraid of dying young?

The moment she lifted the golden curtain, her heart still couldn't stop beating wildly, and her eyes sparkled with excitement and excitement.

But... because there was only one naked man on the couch, the quilt slid down to his waist, his waist-length black hair was scattered on the quilt, some on his back, exuding a deadly charm.

If it wasn't Xuanyuan Ling, who else could it be.

Mu Xiang put down the curtain in discouragement, and retreated to the side indignantly.

I complained in my heart that Xuanyuan Ling was a bastard, he must have finished eating, so he kicked him away. Looking at the scratches and hickeys on his body, he knew that the battle was fierce.

No wonder the last time I saw him, I felt that his face was too pale and his whole body was a little gloomy.

It must be that there is too much yin energy, and the yang energy in my body is tossed away.

Just as she was whining in her heart, suddenly, the air in the hall pressed towards her like a wall.

(End of this chapter)