The mighty princess: take down the black belly prince

Chapter 82 Poisoning Nightmare ([-])

"Xi'er, take a good rest. I still have some things to attend to. Your room has been tidied up, and it's still exactly the same as before. I'll have someone take you there after dinner."

Wuyou Changqing gently put down Gu Feifei, got up and explained this sentence, turned around and prepared to leave.

"That..." Gu Feifei wanted to say something, but seeing Wuyou Changqing's tired face and blood stains on his clothes, she held back the words that came to her lips.

I don't know why, but she felt a little distressed seeing Wuyou Changqing like that, and she was going to ask him when he would send her back.

Why did he call himself Xi'er?Could it be that he also traveled through time?This is also very unlikely, because she is a soul wearer whose appearance is completely different from her previous life.

It seems that I still need to find an opportunity to ask him clearly. After thinking about it, I felt a little sleepy again, so I lay down and fell asleep for a while.

'Knock knock knock' A knock on the door woke up Gu Feifei who was sleeping.

"Who?"

"Madam, are you awake? The dinner is ready, Madam, should I bring it to the room or go to the front hall?" A delicate voice came from outside the door.

lady?She patted her little head lightly, she had completely forgotten that she was in Fuxiulou now, that guy Wuyou Changqing must have announced to the whole Fuxiulou that she was his wife.

Hey, they like to yell at you, go back and talk to that guy Wuyou Zhangqing to clarify.

"Bring it in"

"Yes"

After a while, several white-clothed maids set the dishes, served the dishes, and helped Gu Feifei dress and wash. This posture was even more magnificent than the emperor's meal.

"Where's your landlord?"

One of the white-clothed maids seemed to be the oldest among them. Her dress was different from the others. Although she was all dressed in white, her neckline was inlaid with a gold thread and red all over.

It is estimated that it is the leader of several other people.

She bowed her head to Gu Feifei and replied respectfully, "Returning to Madam, the landlord has something to go out, and may not come tonight. The landlord explained that if Madam does not want to stay here to rest, let the servants lead Madam to Yuexi Residence."

Gu Feifei stared in shock when she heard the word Yuexi, couldn't help but grabbed the maid's hand excitedly and asked, "Ah? What did you just say?"

The maid seemed startled by her actions, "Ma'am? What's wrong with you?"

Only then did Gu Feifei realize that she had lost her composure, she collected herself and asked, "What did you just say?"

"Returning to Madam, it is Yuexi Residence, which was specially built by the landlord to commemorate Madam after he succeeded to the throne."

"What's your name? How old are you? How long have you been here?"

"Returning to Madam, the servant is Lingyue. This year is already 27, and she has been in Fuxiulou as long as I can remember. Why doesn't Madam remember the servant?"

"27?" Gu Feifei asked back in doubt, seeing how she looked like a twenty-seven person, and she was so well maintained.

But after doing the math, she should know about her affairs, so she greeted the other maids, "You guys go out first, Lingyue stays here"

"Yes" several other maids responded and exited the room.

Gu Feifei quickly pulled Lingyue to sit down together, and asked suspiciously, "Do you think I look the same now as before? How many years have I been gone?"

Lingyue showed a puzzled expression when she heard Gu Feifei's question, but she didn't ask. She naturally knew how Yuexi was resurrected, but she didn't expect that she couldn't remember the past.

She thought for a while and answered directly, "Yes Madam, although Madam has grown up now, she can be recognized just by looking at her appearance. Madam has been away for more than ten years."

After a while, Lingyue covered her lips and smiled jokingly, "At first, Lingyue thought that Lingyue's skin was well maintained, but I didn't expect that Madam still looks like she is seventeen or eighteen years old."

(End of this chapter)