Transmigrate To Marry An Eunuch

Upon hearing the sound, the maidservants downstairs immediately rushed over.

The green-robed maid, who was about twenty years old, gave a meaningful glance to the two maidservants behind her. The two of them immediately squatted on the ground and picked up the broken pieces of porcelain.

The green-robed maidservant stepped forward, "Miss Yun, are you alright?"

Waving her hand, Yun Dance's face was solemn. "Whose mansion is this?"

"Nine thousand years old Li Changan's courtyard."

Yun Dance gasped and covered her face with her hands.

It's over, this time it's all over!

It proved that the man from last night was not Prince Ning's son, Li Changfeng, but his eunuch, Li Ergou! She still remembered that she said a lot of nasty things last night.

Speak of the devil, and the devil will come. All the servants kneeled on the ground and shouted in unison, "Nine thousand years of blessings!"

This eunuch was truly daring. It seemed like he wanted to add a thousand years to his lifespan! The man parted his lips. "All of you, get up."

After speaking, he strode proudly up the stairs and said, "Your complexion is not bad. It seems that you slept well last night."

Yun Dance shifted her gaze away guiltily. It was because she didn't know that he was the rumored Li Ergou, that she could "sleep peacefully".

Currently, she wanted nothing more than to slap herself in the face and anger such a living King of Hell. She wished that she wouldn't be killed by him today!

Seeing her flinch like a frightened deer, Li Changan extended his long fingers and lifted her chin and said condescendingly, "You became mute after one night?"

Yun Dance pursed her lips and took a few steps back, avoiding the man's hand. "Words always lose."

"Weren't you very capable last night?" "If you say something nice today, and if you make me happy, I'll let you go."

Last night, he had said that he would rather die than marry Li Ergou, but today, for his own little life, he wanted to flatter and flatter this devilish looking eunuch.

She bowed respectfully and said, "Nine thousand years old. Your face is like a crown jade and your bearing is extraordinary."

"Superficially, she only values her looks. Dance of the Clouds, is that all you know?"

Cui'er had already told her yesterday that this original owner was only twenty-eight years old, and that she would not leave the house or enter the house.

Although he had a bit of ink in his stomach, all he had to do was to read the female lead's teachings or something to make women follow his teachings from the bottom of their hearts.

It was reasonable for him to say such words.

Her words were rather pleasing to the ear, but he still pulled a long face. It seemed like he wasn't going to let her off that easily.

Fortunately, at this time, a young eunuch came striding up the stairs. He held a pigeon in his hand and said with a happy expression, "9000 years old, there's news."

"You better stay here." After giving the order, Lee Chang An went downstairs. The eunuchs who were neither male nor female followed behind him.

Thankfully, Li Ergou had not dealt with her yet. At this moment, Yun Dance was complaining incessantly. She actually begged this thief to bring her back.

She was lucky that she managed to keep her life for the time being. She had to find an opportunity to leave.

Yun Dance took a walk around the garden. After a few rounds, she was already familiar with the route.

The maidservants acted as if they didn't know how tired they were and followed closely behind her. They couldn't get rid of her, so Yun Dance stayed where she was and glanced at the people behind her.

Seeing her pause, the green-robed servant came forward respectfully, "Miss Yun, are you tired? Let's go back to the room to rest for a while. "

Yun Dance's expression was solemn, her tone containing sternness, "Why are you guys following me when you're busy with your own things? I am the mistress of this place from now on, and will familiarize myself with the environment in advance. Do you have any objections? "

"This servant doesn't dare!" The green-clothed maid lowered her head.

"You don't dare?" Yun Dance smiled slightly, but her lips revealed some danger, "What's your name?"

"Qing Ping."

Just the name alone was enough to cause a cold sweat to appear on Qing Ping's back. This was the first time she saw a woman whose aura was comparable to that of 9000 years old. She couldn't help but tremble in fear.