The wolf king of the idle little woman

Chapter 9 Meeting the Guest
"You just need to listen to what they have to say, and I will explain the rest to them one by one. In fact, to put it bluntly, they just want to meet the Lord Palace Master, and there is nothing serious about it. Seeing that Sang Mo completely trusted his spoken language, Wan Chengheng couldn't help comforting her in his words. After all, it was not an easy task for her to accept the Temperament Hall at once.

"It's even better if you're here. Okay, I don't have a room to rest." After taking a walk and looking at the stars, Sang Mo didn't want to stay any longer. At night, Sang Mo wanted to enjoy the moonlight Starlight or something to see what the courtyard he lives in looks like, but he doesn't think that the ancient candlelight is really not good, and nothing can be seen as real, so he might as well go back and lie down to rest.

"My lord, walk carefully and slowly." Wan Chengheng looked at the slender figure who turned around and walked back, and said words of congratulations, but the silver light in his eyes seemed to be flickering reluctantly.

"Well, good night!" Sangmo walked without looking back, but raised his hand and waved it casually behind him.I can finally meet new people tomorrow, so I have to recharge my batteries.

Although Wan Chengheng said it very easily, it is impossible for people to just come and see her as the new palace master, but there must be some unexpected surprises waiting for him, for example, what kind of prestige, provocation, temptation, Doubt.As an outsider, it is impossible for him to be provoked and accepted all at once.

"However, what's the matter? If the sky falls, there will be a tall person holding it up. What does it matter to me?" Lying on the bed, Sang Mo sighed indifferently, picked up the quilt with his legs, covered him, and closed his eyes. ,sleep.

In the early morning, the boring chirping of birds could be heard endlessly. Although Sangmo was annoyed, she could only bear it helplessly. She couldn't be asked to argue with a group of non-human things.

"Is the master of the palace awake? Can the servants come in and serve?"

Just after Sang Mo rolled back and forth on the bed a few times, the voice of the maid asked questions came from outside the house.Sang Mo opened his eyes and looked at the white silk curtain, and replied lazily: "Well, come in."

"My lord, my lord priest told me early in the morning that you shouldn't dress as casually as you did a few days ago, and I sent over a dozen sets of newly-made costumes to you, and I asked you to choose one you like. Style." The one who took the lead was Zelan's big maid, she and Ziju were sent by the priest to serve the Lord Lord, and they also had two little maids, both of whom served Sangmo, and they He only obeyed the orders of Sang Mo and Wan Chengheng.

Zelan wrung out the cloth towel in the basin and handed it to Sang Mo on the bed to wipe his face, and at the same time told Sang Mo what the priest had ordered him to do early in the morning.

Returning the cloth towel after wiping his face to Zelan, he took the teacup from Ziju, took a sip, and spat it out.Then he handed back the empty teacup, and took another sip of the herbal tea that Zelan brought over. After taking a sip, there was a lingering fragrance of sweetness in his mouth, and Sang Mo finally woke up.

"Zelan, you guys decide, as long as it's simple." When Sangmo handed the teacup to Zelan, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the clothes held by the girls standing behind Zelan Ziju , a series of whites made Summer couldn't help but want to roll his eyes.

What Sang Mo dislikes the most is white clothes, not only get dirty easily, but also feel like wearing filial piety.However, it seems that there are no other colors in this Rhythm Hall except white. From the master to the servants, they are all white. In addition, their hair color is either silver-white or gray-white, which makes them feel like a different kind.

Zelan and Ziju didn't talk too much. According to Sangmo's intention, they chose a simple but luxurious white silk floor-length gown from the new clothes to put on for Sangmo, and Sangmo was a bit taller than ordinary women. So this dress fits her just right, and the hem of the back that hits the ground is just half an inch off the ground, thus avoiding the mopping dirt that Sangmo hates.

After Zelan and Ziju changed the clothes for Sang Mo, Sang Mo turned around casually. When the maidservants standing behind Sang Mo saw her at this time, they all opened their mouths and stared at her with wide eyes. Stop what you're doing.

As soon as Sang Mo turned around, he lifted the hem of the clothes behind him, flying like a light cloud, with a leisurely and elegant demeanor, and his unique facial features were clearly revealed. The maids felt that they had seen a fairy, and all of them blushed and their hearts beat.

"Girls, what are you looking at? Don't be dazed. If there is anything else you haven't done, hurry up and have breakfast." Sangmo looked at the girls with pink faces, but couldn't figure it out. As for this what?No matter how you look at her, she is just a woman, and they actually show her red face, should I exaggerate it a little more.

"My lord, please sit down, and this servant will comb your hair and put it in a bun." Zelan was the first to come to his senses and clear up his mood. Zelan helped Sangmo to sit in front of the dressing table, and then picked up the table The jade bone comb on the table gently combed Sang Mo's hair.

"I don't need a bun. My hair is only this long, so I definitely can't make it into a bun. By the way, Ziju, go and look in the clothes and items that Wan Qiheng sent back to me a few days ago. There should be some A black leather strap, bring it here for me." As soon as Sangmo heard that Zelan was going to help her tie a bun, she knew that it was an impossible task, her hair just reached her shoulders, and here anyone's The hair hangs down to the buttocks.So, let people look for the tie that used to fix her hair. She is more used to using that thing, which is simple and practical.

"Yes." After hearing this, Ziju turned and went into the back room, looking for the object that Sang Mo said.

"My lord, are you talking about this hairband?" After a while, Ziju held a black leather ribbon in her hand. It was a very simple ribbon, but it was something none of them had ever seen before. No one asked, because they dared not.

"Well, it's this hair band." As he replied, he took his own hair band, and then faced the unclear bronze mirror in front of him, quickly tied the hair band on his forehead to fix his disobedient hair .

"Maidservant, let's put powder on the eyebrows of the lord." Seeing that Sang Mo had fixed her hair casually, Ze Lan didn't dare to say anything, but only wanted to make up for Sang Mo.Although Ze Lan didn't say it, she felt that such a Lord Hall Master was really unique and beautiful.

"Zelan, no need, I don't like those things, I will be allergic." When the thing like Xiaohao's writing brush in Zelan's hand approached him, he reached out and grabbed Zelan's arm, shaking his head, She refuses to paint on someone's face, she has always been insensitive to those things.

Ze Lan originally wanted to say something, but after seeing Sangmo's picturesque eyebrows, bright eyes, face like a crown of jade, red lips and white teeth, indeed, she does not need any powder or ink to make up, this is already a unique existence.

After breakfast, Wan Chengheng sent someone to inform Sangmo that those who wanted to see her were already waiting in Qingyu Hall.Sang Mo didn't say anything, and was led by the two maidservants to the Qingyu hall not far from his house.

In fact, the courtyard where Sang Mo lives is the east courtyard of the Rhythm Hall. It is very large and divided into several halls. The Qingyu Hall is one of them, and it is the courtyard of the hall master.But this time, Wan Chengheng brought those people to Sang Mo's courtyard to meet her, probably in secret, and it should not be made public.

Entering the Qingyu Hall, Sangmo saw five white-clothed men standing in the middle of the lobby, one was Wan Chengheng, and the other four were women of different ages, three with silver hair and blue eyes, and one with silver hair and silver eyes.

"My lord." Seeing Sang Mo coming, Wan Chengheng took the lead to salute Sang Mo, but the other four did not make any moves.Just looking at Sang Mo's eyes was full of shock, especially at Sang Mo's hair and eyes, as if he was extremely excited.

"Uh, hello." Sang Mo felt that others were rude, but it didn't mean she was also rude. After Wan Chengheng saluted, Sang Mo also took the initiative to say hello to the five people, because they didn't know their names, so they could only greet them uniformly There was a sound.

"What's your name?"

"how old are you?"

"Where are you from?"

"Where do you live?"

After Sang Mo said hello to everyone, four contemptuous questions were returned to Sang Mo, as if the excited eyes they looked at Sang Mo just now were hallucinations, and now there is only one color of suspicion that is deeper than one.

"Why should I tell you?" For such a pressing question, Sangmo only retorted lightly, and divided everything clearly.For those who don't know how to respect other people's greetings, she, Summer, will not let others bully her.

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