His gaze was through the sculpted window, and he saw the candle in the room, but he did not see the girl in his heart. The red lips moved slightly and whispered: "Miss..."

Xiao Yu seemed to hear his call, the door was opened again, and the slaves had not had time to hide, and they were caught by Xiao Yu.

"Nur?" Xiao Yu said: "Since it is here, why not go in after knocking on the door?"

The slave glimmered and looked at the small hand that grabbed his arm: "I thought it was too late, afraid to disturb the young lady's rest, just..."

Xiao Yu took his look into the eye and shook his head slightly: "The slave I know, I have always acted decisively, never hesitated. Slaves, you want to see me, you can do it at any time, between us." Points should not be tied to the section."

The slave looked at Xiao Yu’s sincere eyes, and he was a little embarrassed. The young lady treated him as a sister. For him to die almost in the hands of Zhu Xu, how could he be so depressed because of the lady’s like Feng Lingran? Seeing the lady on the sidelines, I am secretly touching, very uncomfortable?

Who does Miss like, that is the freedom of the lady, he should not be embarrassed, should not be uncomfortable, because it is right for the lady. Moreover, Feng Ling is like a temper, Miss is fond of it. In the future, Feng Ling may not be bullying the lady. He should be kept by the lady, protect the lady, and let the lady get real happiness.

The slaves suddenly wanted to open, and the deep peach blossoms instantly bloomed with awakening luster. The mouth raised a relaxed smile and took the initiative to hold Xiao Yu’s hand.

"Miss, the slave is wrong, and the slaves will never be like this again." The slaves should be with the lady, serve the lady forever, and the identity of his man disappears at this moment! From now on, he is the close-knit beside of the lady, and will never let Miss and Feng Ling know his true identity.

Xiao Yu saw the slaves figured out. She took his hand and smiled and said: "The wind is big outside, let's go into the room and say it!"

......

When Xiao Yu woke up, she saw the figure of the slave in the room. "She" got the hot water and put it on the wooden stand for washing her face. She saw Xiao Xiao sitting up and "She" came towards Xiao Yu.

"Miss, let the slaves come to serve you."

"No, slave, I wear it myself."

The slave took the clothes of Xiao Yu from the chair, went to the bed, saw Xiao Qian’s chest, his face was a little hot, and the lady’s body became better and better, so that the man was red-faced.

"If a lady marries Feng Lingran, she will become the most noble woman in the Eastern Jin Dynasty in the future. Miss is going to get used to slaves to help you dress sooner or later."

Not him, it will be another slave.

Although the slaves don't like Feng Lingran very much, but Feng Lingran this man, he must admit that Feng Lingran is not only very talented, but also a man with a talented person. This kind of person is born to be the emperor's life.

The slaves insisted on helping Xiao Yu to dress. Xiao Yu refused a few times and failed. She could only let the slaves wait for her to wear the clothes.

After washing.

Xiao Yu walked out of the door and just came to see her.

In the daytime, Xiao Yu’s face is clearer and more exquisite. The first morning is sprinkled on her face, like countless pieces of diamonds, sparkling, beautiful and dazzling.

The slaves saw the wind and stared at Xiao Yu’s face, and the eyes would not turn. He angered: “Let’s go.”

The slaves hated the man who was guilty of Xiao Yu. He raised his hand, and the long nails soared and smashed into the eyes of the wind. Maybe the next moment, the eyeballs of Feng Yi would be dug out.

Feng Yi’s eyes floated and saw the long nails flying. The bright red color seemed to be the blood of the person. He turned and scared and ran.

"Help! The monster kills..."

The slave's nails have a corpse poison. Once the skin is pierced, the wind will become a walking dead.

"Slave, stop."

Xiao Yu saw that the nails of the slaves were about to penetrate the back of the wind, and the heart tightened, reaching out and grasping the nails of the slaves.

If the nails of the slaves rise another inch, they will break Xiao Yu’s palms. The sharp fingertips will stop at the back of the wind, and the robes will be pierced. It’s still good, no blood.

The wind is easy to be settled, standing in the same place, moving can not move, no matter how hard he uses, these legs, do not listen at all, can not take a half step.

"Oh, hey, I can't move."

The wind can't see the situation behind him, but the intuition tells him that the danger is very close to him, very close...

Xiao Yu looked at the settled Feng Yi, and said to the slave: "He is my big cousin, slave, do you put your nails away? This will scare him."

"Big cousin?" The slave nectar flashed a doubt: "Where is this big cousin? Miss is going to be deceived by him."

"Nu, he is really my cousin. This is a long story. You put your nails up first, and I slowly tell you."

The slaves listened to Xiao Yu’s words and collected the long nails. At this time, the acupuncture points on Feng Yi’s body were also revealed.

The wind easily lifted some soft hands and rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead. After turning around, he looked at the slave and thought it was a terrible monster. Who knows, it’s so long and so charming, a face is alive. This woman is called a slave?

He thinks she is more suitable for the demon.

"Wind, come over."

Xiao Yu sees the wind and stands in the distance, watching the expression of the slave, a little scared, as if to see a ghost-like expression.

Feng Yi is also a man in the end. This is a day in the sky, and in front of Xiao Yu, he has no reason to be afraid of this female fairy, afraid that he will not be close to Xiao Yu’s point.

Xiao Yu and other winds easily came to her and smiled and said: "I will introduce it, this is my big cousin, Feng Yi." After that, she has a good track: "This is my sister. People, slaves."

Xiao Yu did not say that slavery is her jealousy. In her heart, slaves have long been regarded as sisters.

Feng Yi has a very graceful smile. Although he is a little scared, he politely reaches out his hand: "Hello, I am very glad to meet you."

The slave nectar swept a hand that was easy to reach out, and the light was fierce: "Who are you? What is the purpose of the big cousin who pretends to be a lady?"

The wind was easily asked to sneak a bit, feeling that the slave’s eyes were like a blood-devil who was going to eat human blood. He was trembled. This is a woman who is called a slave. Is she a human?

If she and Xiao Yu were not standing together, the wind almost thought that the slave was a terrible.

Feng Yi has some doubts. Doesn't it mean that slaves and her relatives are sisters? Why are slaves called Miss Yan?

"I... Actually, I am awkward..." Senior.

After the wind is easy, I haven’t said it yet. Xiao Yu preemptively said: “In fact, Feng Yi is my big cousin in modern times.”

"Modern?" The slave was immersed in contemplation. After a moment, he said puzzledly: "Why have I never heard of this modern continent?"