Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 677 Bridge Festival (1)
"Miss, you promised my servant that I will borrow the story book to show to my servant at night."

Mai Ya has been waiting for her lady to speak, but after waiting and waiting, she found that the lady didn't mention it at all. At this moment, her curiosity overcame her reason, and she really wanted to know what she saw in the storybook, and what she had to do with the third prince. tell the story.

"Well, look, don't disturb me to rest."

Qingli yawned again, thinking to herself, tomorrow in the carriage, the listless one must be the malt stimulated by the script.

In the middle of the night, Qingli woke up from her sleep in a daze. In the afternoon, troubled by the emotion of parting, she was exhausted and leaned against the car wall and fell asleep. Now she can't fall asleep no matter what. The mind gradually regained clarity.

It's a pity that I left too soon, otherwise, the capital will be more lively after a while. The fourth prince Yelu Chuyang woke up. This is a sign of rising. She still wants to see the excitement and see how that pervert Yelu Churen is doing. Crazy.

Qingli sat up from the bed and looked out of the window, it was gloomy, without a ray of light, and there was faint moisture in the air, perhaps it would rain tomorrow.Hurrying in the rain, the carriage was going very slowly. I wondered if I could reach the next town before dark.

There was a faint yellow oil lamp outside, and Mai Ya was still looking at the script under the oil lamp, his face was flushed, his eyes were filled with surprise, when he heard Qingli's footsteps, he closed the script, and said awkwardly, "Miss , Did the servant wake you up?"

"No, you didn't make a sound. It's because I slept too much in the afternoon and suffered from insomnia at night."

Qing Li shook her head and sat on the chair. Mai Ya quickly stood up and poured a cup of warm tea for her young lady, "Miss, this servant has read this script, is it true? Who would dare to be so bold?" , anyway, that's..."

Fearing that the wall has ears, Mai Ya was very cautious, and omitted the following keywords, but judging from her dumbfounded expression, she knew that she had received a lot of shock. There are several stories in each chapter above. Shocking enough.

"There should be some authenticity, haha."

The sky outside was dim, looking down from the upstairs, every household was already in darkness, the night was quiet, there were no pedestrians on the street, only occasionally someone's dog could be heard barking.

Qingli looked away, drank a cup of hot tea to warm her stomach, and seeing that Maiya was still in good spirits, she couldn't help laughing, "Why, still not sleeping? Do you want to catch up on sleep in the carriage during the day?"

"Miss, this servant can't sleep."

Mai Ya patted her chest with lingering fear. Thanks to her daughter's good luck, she made an engagement with Major General Chunyu first, otherwise, what good would she get in the hands of the third prince? The women of the family, let dozens of them get together and perform sex performances. This kind of hobby is really... She finds it difficult to express it in words.

"Where's Mai Dong?"

Just now I felt that there was something lacking, Mai Dong had no sense of presence, and she was always the same as the background around her, but now I can't see anyone, and I feel a little awkward.

"Mai Dong is on top."

Mai Ya pointed to the upstairs. When she was resting at night, Mai Ya also asked Mai Dong, where she was going, and Mai Dong said to go upstairs. Then she remembered that everyone lived on the third floor, and the roof was above.

"Ok."

There was a slight sound from the tiles on the ceiling, and it was Mai Dong who signaled on it that Mai Dong was not only her maidservant, but also a member of Ghost Rakshasa, Qingli was very relieved of her, so she didn't say anything.

"Ahhh... the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms in August, the fragrance is wafting, don't go away, little lady..."

"Miss, what is this sound? It seems to be coming from downstairs."

Mai Ya listened carefully, and there was a man singing a ditty. If it was nothing during the day, but now it is dead of night, the whole inn might be able to hear the sound.

"Well, it's downstairs."

This kind of disturbing behavior is not uncommon, and Qingli doesn't think it's strange. Everyone stays in inns when they go out, just like modern hotels. It's normal to be a little noisy. At this time, the sound insulation facilities are not good. You can't guarantee that everyone sleeps honestly. There are always people grinding their teeth Snoring.

"Little lady's skin is delicate, let Lang touch it, pinch it on the left side, pinch it on the right side, it's really slippery..."

Downstairs, the noise is still going on, Qingli rubbed her forehead, hooked the corners of her mouth, did the man downstairs do too much, singing such obscene songs in the middle of the night, the voice is still so loud, let the malt The thin-skinned girl blushed and lowered her head, almost buried in her chest.

"Miss, is this person sick!"

The shyness is short-lived. After a while, Malt stood up angrily and walked to the window. The person downstairs was too loud. It seemed that he woke up many people. Some residents on the second and third floors were already woken up. oil lamp.

"Who the hell is disturbing my dream in the middle of the night! I want the girl to go to the building to have fun, this is the inn!"

I don't know who it was, and yelled at the top of my throat. This yell has overwhelmed the ditty downstairs. More and more guests were awakened by the noise, and the whole Fuxi Inn fell into a commotion.

Waking up in a dream, anyone will be angry, and the ditty of the person downstairs sounds a bit different, the key is too high, I remember in modern times, every time I go to KTV, I hear someone sing "Death must be loved" " and "Road to Heaven", some people even sang in a loop, roaring at the top of their lungs. This is simply a classic song for revenge on society.

"Little lady, you are eighteen years old, your skin is white and rosy, get rid of the tigress at home, and go to the next door to find a lady..."

"Miss, is this person bewitched? You'd better plug your ears with cotton, don't dirty your ears."

There was anger in Ma Ya's eyes. The more the man downstairs sang, the less decent he became. If an unmarried girl heard about it, he would not have a reputation. Most of the people sleeping inside were traveling merchants, and it would be a shame if she went down.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The clerk on duty at Fuxi Hotel stood outside the door and kept saluting, "The guest who sang the little song is a handlebar type, who has the habit of sleepwalking. Sometimes he goes out for a walk at night and knocks on the doors of other rooms. Who knows?" I fell ill again tonight, I will apologize to all the guest officials, and forgive me."

"Oh, forget it. This matter has nothing to do with you, Xiaoer."

The quality of the residents living in the Tianzihao room on the third floor is good, and everyone didn’t say anything. They turned off the lights, and sleepwalking can be regarded as a disease, although it is not fatal. He shut up temporarily, it was too noisy."

"it is good."

Mai Dong flew out of the window, and Mai Ya ran to the window with a look of envy, how good at learning kung fu, just flying like this can't be seen.

(End of this chapter)