Cute girl Shura

Chapter 53

"If I leave this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the consequences even with ten heads! Hurry up and invite Miss Ziling, and just say that the Protector is here!" The other party lowered his face and said righteously.

Ten heads are not enough to pay? !An Yao took a deep breath, there was only one head hanging on her head, if it was gone, she would never see her husband again.

"Then don't go, I'll call my sister."

The visitor finally breathed a sigh of relief, watching An Yao walk towards the bead curtain with one eye open and one eye closed.

"Sister, someone is looking for you outside, saying that if you don't get up, you will pay him ten heads."

An Yao stretched out her hand and shook Zi Ling's soft body, pouted the corner of her mouth that was still hurting and said to her back.

Zi Ling frowned lightly, half-opening her beautiful eyes, "What did you say?"

An Yao thought for a moment, "Hee hee, it's the Lord Protector's invitation."

"What?" Zi Ling jumped up and sat up, without even looking at An Yao, she ran to the door, and when she saw someone coming, a tricky smile quickly appeared on her face, "Who am I, it turned out to be Steward Su what."

"Miss Zi Ling, my master is here to invite you." Butler Su leaned forward and led.

"Housekeeper Lausu is here, I'll change my clothes and go there."

An Yao listened to the conversation outside, looked at the big bed where Zi Ling had slept, and swallowed her saliva, looked at the door with sly eyes, saw that she hadn't entered the room yet, so she leaned her head on it cheerfully, with a gloomy expression. The dark fragrance was inhaled into her nose from the pillow core, and she couldn't help grinning in satisfaction.

"What are you doing?" A gloomy voice suddenly sounded beside her, and An Yao stood up immediately in fright.

"Sister, I'm just..."

Zi Ling had already impatiently changed her clothes in front of her, her exquisite body was revealed in front of her eyes, and An Yao's throat made another strange sound.

After getting ready to go, Zi Ling saw An Yao who was still sitting on her bed, staring at her endlessly.So he gave her a blank look, took out a face towel from the makeup box and threw it in front of her, "Put it on so as not to scare others."

"Sister, do you want to take me with you too?" An Yao asked excitedly.

"Don't forget, now you are my maid, you will follow me wherever I go." Zi Ling gave her an angry look, a fool is a fool, there is really no cure.

However, An Yao didn't know that she was stepping into the trap set by her step by step, and her flushed face still showed endless trust and respect for her.

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Arriving at Duke Huguo's mansion, the sedan chair fell down, Zi Ling stretched out her hand, but after a while, An Yao didn't come to hold her, and she was immediately annoyed.When I got out of the sedan chair, I saw An Yao covering her belly with one hand, and trotting over with sweat profusely.

"What's the matter with you? You are panting like this after walking a few steps?"

An Yao opened her mouth, and just about to explain, she heard her say again: "Forget it, I don't count on you either, just wait at the door for me to come out later."

An Yao touched the sweaty part of the wound, panted and nodded to her, and when she saw Zi Ling walking into the mansion, she obediently stood at the door.

"Girl, can you stop crowding my seat? If you're waiting for someone, wait in the pavilion first, and don't hinder us." The elder brother at the door didn't look very friendly, and said to An Yao with a look of disgust.

Looking in the direction he pointed, she saw a well-built ancient pavilion scattered on the pond on the right. It was indeed a good place to wait for someone.

She laughed dryly, and then moved towards the destination.

I finally have a place to sit, I don’t have to bask in the sun, I don’t sweat anymore, thanks to the kind brother at the door, it’s a pity that she has a husband, otherwise she would consider whether to marry him or not.

Thinking about it, she who was sitting in the pavilion suddenly laughed foolishly.

The inner corridor of the Duke Huguo's mansion is full of backs, the eaves and teeth are pecking high, and the spring is in harmony.Whether it's the courtyard, the flower garden, or the pool covered with green leaves and lotuses, they are much more magnificent than Anfu's splendor.

Lying comfortably on the bench, looking at the subduing dragon and crouching tiger pavilion carved in mahogany, she lightly touched the painful cheeks that were still pressed tightly by the face scarf, as if in thought.

"Miss, just now I saw that Miss Zi Ling came to see the master again, why don't you go and have a look?" At this time, someone approached the pavilion.

"What's the use of looking at it? It's not just worrying, it's better to pass the time by feeding the fish at the bottom of the pond." With a sigh, a sentence of emotion followed the approaching footsteps.

"But... haven't you always admired the eldest prince, the master has tried every means to make your wish come true."

"It's ridiculous, it's just a shady business." The woman who spoke was infinitely sad, the veil on her face was lifted by the wind, and she could faintly see a red scar on the left side of her face extending from the corner of her eye to the stork bone.

"Oh! Who are you?! Why are you lying in the pavilion of our house...!!!" Suddenly, the servant girl screamed, waking up An Yao who was about to fall into a deep sleep.

She looked sideways and saw the woman who was covering the lower half of her face with her, standing up slowly.

"I am me! Why are you shouting so loudly?" She glanced sideways at the maid, and then asked the eldest lady beside her, "And you, why are you wearing a face scarf like me?"

"You...you actually said that my lady learned from you?! Where did you come from, a lowly maid?" The maid looked extremely fierce, and she rolled up her sleeves on both sides as if she was about to fight.

"Yanqiu, don't mess around. Since she is not a servant of our mansion, Miss Ziling has entered the mansion again now. The girl looks at her face, if she is not Ziling's sister, she is her personal servant girl. Do you think I am right? "Although the woman covered her face, her beautiful eyes were clear and moving, full of brilliance.The voice was melodious, and the thinking was sharp and orderly, even An Yao was dumbfounded.

"Wow, you are so amazing! You can guess all of this! That's right, I am the younger sister of Sister Shenxian, just call me An Yao! What about you?" Seeing that she doesn't look like a bad person, An Yao just treats herself as herself. Make a friend.

"An Yao?" She called softly, and said again: "Then you can call me Xiang'er, this is Yan Qiu, my personal servant girl."

Yan Qiu pouted proudly, snorted coldly, and ignored him.

As long as there are people around Zi Ling, there is no good thing!

An Yao had no time to care about Yan Qiu's attitude, taking advantage of her excitement, she removed her mask and walked to Xiang'er, "Xiang'er, look, is it scary?"

"Pfft..." Seeing her swollen face, Yan Qiu couldn't help but spit out, "Your face couldn't be beaten like this, could it?"

"Yan Qiu, don't be rude!" Xiang'er scolded in a low voice, she knows what it's like to be laughed at, and also understands how important a flawless face is to a woman.

Unexpectedly, An Yao looked indifferent, and smiled even more happily at her, "Yan Qiu is right, she was beaten by someone, and it was Sister Shenxian! However, I still feel very happy, because Sister Shenxian and I I like the same husband!"

... This, what and what.

I saw Xiang'er's eyes froze, "Miss Ziling hit you?"

(End of this chapter)