Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 229 You Can Refuse
a bolt from the blue.

Yun Chuxi stood up furiously, "But you didn't refuse!"

"Little girl, it's your strong request, but this deity's kindness is hard to refuse. However, for the sake of your delicious food, this deity can give you a few days, so that you have enough time to think about what you want to make up for this deity!"

"You're playing word games with me." This black-hearted man deliberately misled her, and now he's acting like a good boy when he gets an advantage.

Very angry or not.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is. When this sentence is applied to her, the more beautiful a man is, the darker he is.

Yuan Ji was determined to embarrass her, but she had no choice but to make amends seriously.

She went to where Zhao Fengyang came out from Lanyue Palace, thinking about getting his preferences about Yuan Ji from him.

His answer was: "My lord priest has no desires or desires, except for drinking tea, he has no other hobbies."

Yun Chuxi lay on the bed for a whole day, but didn't think of how to make up for it.

She felt that Yuan Ji must have deliberately made things difficult for him, or wanted to see her joke.

Sure enough, in the next few days, she lived an inhumane life, being summoned from time to time to serve tea, pour water, and grind a mill...

Ever since, she became his personal servant girl.

She protested, but he replied: "As long as the compensation you give satisfies the deity, the deity promises that he will never use you casually again."

She said: "If you want compensation, you might as well just say it."

Her answer was still the same sentence: "Guess!"

Yuan Ji's mind has always been hard to guess, no matter what she does, he is not satisfied.

The days were tepid, and another half a month passed.

On Lunar New Year's Eve, the first snowfall before winter, Aoyun Country is located in the southeast, so snow is not common.

When Yun Chuxi woke up, a few wisps of snow foam drifted in through the half-closed window, and the wind melted it.

Listening to the sound inside, the maid who was guarding outside asked softly: "Miss is awake?"

Yun Chuxi frowned, and quickly jumped out of bed.

The one who spoke was none other than the big maid of Lanyue Palace, Lu Xia, an iceberg-like beauty.

Yun Chuxi opened the door, her eyes were sleepy, and her voice was lazy: "Sister Luxia, what's wrong with the priest?"

Lu Xia has a dull temper, doesn't like to laugh, and doesn't like to talk, but her work efficiency is extremely high.

"Today is the La Festival, and the master is going to preside over the Heavenly Sacrifice, so please accompany me."

Yun Chuxi looked up at the sky, then looked at the ground, a chill ran up his spine, and he naturally refused: "Sister Lu Xia, please tell the priest that I don't want to go out today."

It's freezing cold outside, where can I find a comfortable bed?

Lu Xia's face darkened, and she sighed: "Then Lu Xia has no choice but to offend."

So, under Yun Chuxi's resentful gaze, Lu Xia quickly finished dressing her up, and then carried her to Yuanji's Moon Lane Hall under her extremely depressed expression.

"Master, Miss Yun brought it here." Lu Xia bowed respectfully to Chao Yuanji.

Yuan Ji glanced at Yun Chuxi, who was as stiff as wood, with a smile on his lips, and said shallowly: "Lu Xia, you have become more and more skillful in handling things."

"Lu Xia, thank you master for your appreciation."

"Okay, let's go out!"

"Yes!"

The sound of the bead curtain shaking sounded, and a purple figure slowly jumped into Yun Chuxi's line of sight. He was wearing a long robe that stretched the floor, and his long hair like a waterfall was casually draped behind his head. He wore a ghost mask on his face. A light purple gem was wiped on the forehead, and down, there was a black collar that was neither jade nor gold, and a radiant staff was attached to the right hand.

Very cool, but also mysterious.

Light laughter: "Why, don't you recognize?"

(End of this chapter)