Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 9 shows me the rope

At the beginning of the cloud, I saw that an old man stood outside the courtyard door. Yun Chuan learned from the memory of the original, this is the quarter steward, quite trusted by Yun Xiaotian.

The face of the housekeeper was a respectful expression on the face of the house. The first look of the cloud saw the hidden anger and contempt, and could not help but smile in the heart, wash the road, and have a long road!

"The season steward, I am tired of telling my grandfather, I changed my clothes, and I will pass." Yun Yunyi also gave a half ceremony, politely said.

The housekeeper’s foot is awkward. Can this nine lady be possessed by a ghost? Is it so polite? ! Then, my heart sank, it’s bad! Her look must be guilty, and the Poly Ling Dan will not be ruined by her, right?

When the housekeeper was in doubt, the cloud coughed twice and coughed twice. He said slightly: "The housekeeper, cough, my house has been in disrepair for a long time, and I have to help you re-establish it."

"Yes! Miss Nine, it is estimated that there are more rains recently. It is estimated that it is damp, and repairs can be done."

"Cough, it is estimated that it can't be repaired, the quarter housekeeper, you can see for yourself!" Yunchu stunned to the quarter housekeeper standing at the gate of the yard.

When the housekeeper suspiciously walked into the yard and saw the scene in front of him, the eyeballs almost came out!

Who can tell him why the good door has become a pile of slag?

The door is made of hemlock! The hardness of the fir is comparable to that of iron. Who is so ruined by the door? !

"Miss Nine, this, this, what is going on?"

"When I came back, it was like this! I don't know, it is estimated that it has been in disrepair for a long time?! Is it, spring rain?" The cloud was a serious nonsense.

Chun Yu subconsciously nodded, because the simple little girl did not know who the culprit was.

The quarterkeeper caught the **** of a door and ran like a fly, as if there were **** behind it!

At the beginning of the cloud, he snorted and whispered: "It’s so old, it’s still so sturdy, it’s not as stable as our spring rain!”

Spring rain has a red face, and the lady seems to have changed from the previous one. However, she likes this lady very much.

The master and the servant entered the bedroom, and the cloud was ready to change the dirty clothes on the body. When I opened the closet, I couldn’t help but force it.

Well, the wardrobe is full of black clothes!

No wonder when Chunyu saw her wearing silver-white clothes, her eyes were so strange.

The beginning of the cloud found the reason in the memory of the original Lord, because Bai Moyu once said that it is best to wear black clothes at the beginning of the cloud.

Mommy! It was long black, black clothes, and a black carbon ball.

That scum man is purely ironic, and the original lack of this two is actually believed to be true.

The cloud was turned over for a long time, and finally turned to a month of white clothes. It was the unified costume of the Yunjia disciples. The original body was always disgusted and stuffed into the corner of the closet.

"Stupid! Don't know the idiots!" The cloud was smashed and replaced with this month's white clothes.

At the beginning of the cloud, the mirror was taken against the bronze mirror. Although the body is long black, but look closely, the five senses are quite delicate. There was such a slight satisfaction in the heart of the cloud, and it was not too bad.

Chun Yu stood next to him, although he was surprised by the behavior of his own lady, but he did not dare to talk, and stood honestly.

"Spring rain, go, find me the rope." Clouds flashed a glimmer of light in the eyes.

"Miss! You can't think of it? You are going to die, and the slaves are not alive!" Chun Yu was afraid to be afraid and exclaimed.

"Why die? I am not hanging! Go!" The cloud squinted at the beginning, and the spring rain scared the neck and went to find the rope.

At the beginning of the cloud, I touched my chin. It seems that the original body has also been a good thing. This little trip is still obedient.

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(End of this chapter)