Ti flies. Spring turned to autumn with a snap of the fingers, and the green trees began to age, while Murong Yunshu's good mood was just starting.
For the past three months, Murong Yunshu was treated like a distinguished guest of the Five Poisons Sect. She was enjoying the treatnt of the Empress Dowager, which was no worse than her ti at Murong Mansion.
But her cloudy mood had turned sunny since last night. This morning, to be precise, after all, once midnight had passed, it was the next day.
Thinking of last night, Murong Yunshu could not help smirking and giggling while looking at the scroll in her hands.
The maids standing on the left and right side of the room, who served and guarded Murong Yunshu, looked at each other. Why was she smiling? Both of them were bewildered. They couldn't understand why Murong Yunshu was laughing inexplicably. If that smile were on anyone else's face, they still would have thought they had t a psychopath. But the two maids didn't let this question confuse them for long because they had already seen it and were used to being uninford passers-by. After all, so issues were really beyond the ability of people in their position to figure out. For example, both of the couples were captives. But why was Chu Changge being imprisoned while Murong Yunshu was able to drink tea, read books, write and paint all day long like she was on holiday?
At first, they didn't dare to ask questions. Later, after getting acquainted with Murong Yunshu, they began to ask her so questions, but her answers were always so incomprehensible that they couldn't understand them and beca even more confused. Then, they simply stopped asking questions and let the questions rot in their belly as they listened to the arrangent of the Heavenly Maiden.
"Miss Murong, what would you like to eat for lunch?" The maid in white asked.
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