The reorganization is more troublesome than the demolition. Duanmu Yawang wanted to reorganize after the demolition. The hall master stopped her and said: "Let the hall master try, you see, if the hall master goes wrong, you will tell me."

Duanmu Yawang raised her eyebrows, which was kind of interesting.

It turned out he was playing this attention!

However, I have to say that if I try to do this after seeing it again, the Lord's memory and insight is quite amazing.

"good."

These days, I always get this jade, her fingers are worn out badly, and after dismantling the jade for so long, the fingertips have already been so hot and sore, "Hall lord, please."

The hall master nodded, and moved his hand in Duanmu Yawang's gaze.

This time, the lord of the palace was reorganizing, and Duanmu Yawang was taking a closer look.

Duanmu Ya looked at it for more than an hour and found that the hall master did not make any mistakes at all. She was not surprised, but she didn't sleep last night, and she became sleepy when she watched it.

Before I knew it, I was afraid of falling asleep on the desktop.

I don’t know how long she slept, she was patted on the shoulder, and Duanmu Yawang woke up in a dazed manner, and saw the hall master holding two-thirds of the completed jade interrogation and asking her: "The hall master feels that the texture here is a bit wrong. Look what went wrong?"

"Huh~"

Duanmu Yawang yawned, took the jade tray, and carefully scanned the various textures of Wangzhiyu with his eyebrows, and counted the number with his eyes closed while browsing.

After a while, she pointed to two of the very small textures and said: "These two pieces, you have exchanged them. There are many sections of these two pieces that overlap and are very similar. You might be confused."

The palace lord hadn't noticed that, when she said this, he stared at her for a while, and took a deep look at her, "You're right."

What is his look?

Duanmu Yawang was very angry, glanced at the specific location of the two fragments, and commented: "There should be a hundred fragments, and it is not too late to find out. It will not take too much time to reorganize the wrong part."

"Um."

The Lord of the Palace responded, his gaze withdrew from her face, and he began to dismantle the arrogant jade again.

"Does the lord need me to keep watching?" Duan Muya looked up at her cheek and stretched her waist to ask. She just slept on the table for at least a few hours, and now she has a backache.

She wanted to go for a walk, take a walk, something was a little late in an instant.

The lord moved his hands for a while, raising his eyes and staring at her lukewarmly: "What do you think?"

She thinks?

Duanmu Ya looked at it and saw that the Lord was not very happy because of the things that went wrong before. If she thinks he can’t do it, he might turn the table up. If she thinks he can, if he can’t do it, she will think she overestimates him. .

He might be even more unhappy!

The question came, and she couldn't ask for it no matter how she answered it, why did she answer it? Does this knowledge have anything to do with her Mao?

To be honest, it is amazing to see it once and be able to do this step. Does he have to compete with himself like this?

The hall master watched her slow down, and it was estimated that the emotions had just gone down, and he lowered his head and asked while unhurriedly: "You asked me that just now, but what are you going to do?"

"I'm hungry."

"..."

The lord did not answer, and it took a long time to open it before he said two words in Duanmu Ya's itchy eyes: "Go."

"Thank you, the lord."

Duanmu Yawang opened the door of the room and slipped out.

Yun Xingya and a few people were guarding the door, seeing her coming out, blinking, blushing and asked: "Miss Duanmu? Why did you come out? Our Lord..."

Duanmu Ya looked at them, feeling very strange, "Why are you blushing?"

"No, nothing."

The four of them bowed their heads very quickly.

Duanmu Ya looked at it, and suddenly reacted, only feeling itchy teeth, I can’t wait to bite them into pieces, "I said that if you four big men feel bored, go to practice, how come you always think about something like a little girl. What a waste?"

"Which, is this a mess?" Mr. Wen retorted softly.

"You still say it!"

Duanmu Yawang didn't expect that being in the same room with the Hall Master would attract such speculations, which made her feel uncomfortable, "Your Hall Master and I have sweethearts, what are you thinking about!"

The four of them were stunned, "Does our Lord have a sweetheart?"

This time Lun Duanmu Yawang was surprised: "Don't you know?"

The four of them opened their bewildered purple eyes and shook their heads.

"You are really not doing your job, I, outsiders know things, you don't know it!" Duanmu Ya slapped their shoulders and asked them to find food for her.

She provoked the curiosity of the four of them, and their hearts were itchy. They wanted to ask, but they didn’t dare to speak easily, considering that the lord was inside, and only asked: "Are you going to eat with the lord?"

"He is still busy with things now, I eat my own."

When Duanmu Yawang said, pointing to the pavilion in the courtyard, he said: "You can take it there. I will enjoy the scenery and eat there."

"Yes."

The four of them all went down as they listened.

Duanmu Yawang stretched out, strolling in the courtyard for a long time, and moved his bones before going to sit in the pavilion.

As soon as she sat down, she felt someone entering the courtyard. With a movement of her eyes, she stood up and looked to one side, and she suddenly found that it was Xueyi, who had come alone.

She apparently saw Duanmu Ya looking around, and walked towards her with a pause.

She stepped onto the pavilion, stood opposite Duanmu Yawang but didn't say a word, the deserted and beautiful purple eyes just looked at her with determination.

Isn't she just here to see her?

If Duanmu Yawang would have been impatient in normal times, but remembering what Xueji had said before, she helplessly asked calmly: "Miss Xueyi, are you here to find me? Is something wrong?"

"you……"

Xueyi said a word, and suddenly she didn't know what she felt. She paused, frowned, and asked in a very soft voice: "Miss Duanmu, is the lord here?"

"Yes."

Duanmu Yawang responded, and then felt a little strange: "How did Miss Xueyi know?" The palace owner was very cautious about Wang Zhiyu, so when he was in the room, he pulled up the enchantment, and no one was allowed to snoop.

Naturally, the breath of the palace master cannot be smelled here.

Xue Yi glanced at her, her eyes getting colder: "You have the breath of a palace master."

When Duanmu Ya heard it, she was shocked!

Depend on!

According to Xue Mus, Xueyi seems to be a pair with the lord, shouldn't she and she have misunderstood?

Duanmu Ya looked at Xueyi's obviously cold face, and suddenly felt that she had guessed right. She stood up dumbfounded and raised her hand like: "Girl Xueyi, don't think too much about me and..."

However, before she finished speaking, Xueyi suddenly moved her eyelids, turned around and walked down the pavilion quickly, and left the courtyard of Duanmu Yawang along the path.

"..."

Good deed, shouldn't Xueyi really misunderstand something?