Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

The battle outside is in full swing, but Zhuge Canglan is in a panic in the demon palace. When she was with Yutian Xuanhuang, there were frequent reports of success. From this, she can know that the current war is in the hands of the demons. Zhuge Canglan felt a little relieved that he had an advantage.

She is a person who has no absolute distinction between good and evil. In her heart, treating her well is right.

At the end of another day, the shouts of killing gradually subsided, and Zhuge Canglan guessed that the heavenly soldiers must have retreated for the time being.

Just thinking about Yutian Xuanhuang coming back from the outside, because of the war these days, his time to compensate Zhuge Canglan has been shortened a lot, so he cherishes the time he comes back to accompany her every day.

He saw Zhuge Canglan standing at the gate of the hall and looking up at the sky. Although he knew she was looking at the battlefield that had faded in the sky, he still felt happy because he felt that it was like a mortal couple. The wife looked around and waited at the door, and the warm and cozy feeling went deep into her heart.

Yu Tian Xuanhuang quickly came to her, grabbed her hand, and frowned: "It's almost winter now, why don't you come out without a piece of clothing, look at your hands are cold."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and shouted angrily: "How do you serve people? Are all of them dead? Doesn't the master know how to warm clothes and hands when he is outside?"

The maidservants serving in the hall all felt a sharp pain in their chests. They were so oppressed that they didn't even dare to think about it, they thumped and knelt on the ground, their throats seemed to be blocked, and they couldn't utter what they wanted to beg for mercy.

Zhuge Canglan hurriedly tugged at Yutian Xuanhuang's hand, and comforted him: "No matter what they do, although I am a mortal, I am not delicate. I am a cultivator anyway, so I don't need a hand warmer? It's just me Thinking in ecstasy, it’s just that I don’t have luck to drive out the cold.”

Yutian Xuanhuang didn't listen to the persuasion this time, he had an extra purple cloak in his hand, and quickly put it on Zhuge Canglan, with an unhappy expression on his face, he said: "That's not okay, what do you want these useless slaves to do."

The servants in this palace are all carefully selected. Naturally, each of them is extremely discerning. They have the most powerful ability to observe people's words. It is cold weather to add clothes, and it is hot weather to play fans. These are the most basic eyesight.

But they clearly saw it but refused to do it. This can only show that they are deliberately negligent,

Probably because of the recent war, he didn't have much time to come back, and Zhuge Canglan is not a person who thinks too much about this, so they dared to do this.

A slave is a slave, if you don't recognize your identity clearly, if you lose your role as a slave, then what's the use of keeping it.

What's more, in everything from the small to the big, they took opportunistic tricks just now, which shows that their intentions are not right.

Seeing that Yutian Xuanhuang was so determined, Zhuge Canglan knew that it was unlikely that there would be any change in this matter, so he didn't say anything more.

She smiled: "Let's go, it's really cold outside, let's go in."

"Okay..." Yutian Xuanhuang took her shoulders and walked into the hall.

And those maidservants who were originally serving in the palace were quickly dragged away by the guards. Zhuge Canglan didn't know how to punish them, and she didn't ask, anyway...whether she asked or not, nothing could be changed, so why bother asking for trouble .

Those palace maids were dragged away, and another group of servants came back, all of them bowed their eyebrows and saluted Yu Tian Xuanhuang respectfully, and they all seemed to be very well-behaved.

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