Chapter 606 (1/2)

Muxiang shook her head: ”it's a beautiful tattoo, but you say it's a mark of shame. Miss Murong, who is chiyun Yuexuan

Murong Zhining whispered: ”I forgot, maybe A stranger

Muxiang nagged: ”I think, Miss Murong, you are a person with a story. Maybe, a man hurt you, and you can't forget it

Murong Zhining pretended to be insipid: ”it's not what you think. I've forgotten him. If you don't mention my tattoo, I will never think of this person on my own initiative.”

”I don't believe there are more excellent men than my master! If the master is so kind to you, you should not think about leaving a man in your heart, not for a moment! ”

Murong Zhining didn't pay attention to Muxiang. She lay lazily on the edge of the pool and said to herself, ”chiyun Yuexuan, I thought it would take me a lifetime to forget you, but in less than a year, you faded! No Did I really forget you? It's just self deception

Murong Zhining is trapped in a chaotic mind and can't extricate herself. Yuan Zhi's gentle voice echoes outside the tent: ”Ning'er, don't soak too long. A proper hot spring can make people feel refreshed, but if you soak too long, you will be depressed. Put on your clothes and let Muxiang make up for you. I'll take you to the farm at the foot of the mountain for dinner. Tonight is the highlight of today's outing. ”

Murong Zhining said weakly, ”well, I'll wash it now!”

Muxiang wrapped Murong Zhining's body with a thin silk cloth and helped her to the dry stone platform, which was polished as smooth as a mirror, covered with a snow-white soft lamb skin mattress.

Muxiang took a blanket to cover Murong Zhining's body: ”I see you are very shy, close clothes you wear yourself!”

Murong Zhining smiles casually, grabs the pink soft satin bra embroidered with magnolia, and winds the belt around the neck. The two ends of the belt pass through the keyhole left at the side, and tie a butterfly like knot at the back of the waist.

Muxiang throws the blanket, attends Murong Zhining to put on her clothes, opens the dowry on the low table on the stone platform, and puts the bronze mirror in front of Murong Zhining.

Mu Xiang is not happy with her face. She takes out a silver comb inlaid with gems and combs Murong Zhining's hair perfunctorily.

Murong Zhining looked at Muxiang through the mirror: ”didn't you just talk a lot? Why did you suddenly stop talking? ”

Mu Xiang turned her eyes discontentedly: ”isn't it obvious? My master is so kind to you, but you are thinking about other men. I'm not worth it for my master, can't you? ”

Murong Zhining helplessly smile: ”you this little girl, also quite protect Lord's!”

Muxiang tightly strained his face: ”I took the master's silver, so naturally I should stand by his side. The master is so kind to you, but you are not touched at all. It's really irritating! ”

Murong Zhining joked: ”your master doesn't mind, but you do mind. Don't you want to be a concubine for your master?”

Muxiang was stabbed to the point by a word. She felt flustered, and her hand could not help shaking. The comb was embedded in Murong Zhining's hair and pulled several hair out.

Murong Zhining cried softly and covered her head with her hand: ”you You mean it? It's killing me. I just said a few words to myself, which caused you crazy revenge? Give me the comb. I'll do it myself

Muxiang put the ivory comb into Murong Zhining's hand and said, ”you are not a princess. Besides, you have been a servant yourself. What are you so delicate about? If you comb your hair, you'll lose a few hairs. You're so pretentious

Yuan Zhi is particularly sensitive to Murong Zhining's voice. He hears Murong Zhining's low voice and cries for pain. He opens the curtain and walks in: ”Ning'er, what's the matter? Is it the little servant girl who is clumsy to hurt you? ”

Murong Zhining easygoing to smile: ”no, I was not careful just now, sprained the foot.”

Muxiang pouted discontentedly and said, ”no! This miss Murong is really hard to serve. The maid combed her hair and lost a hair. She complained endlessly there

Yuan Zhi picked up a little bit of hair that was particularly conspicuous on the mattress and glared angrily at Mu Xiang: ”is this what you mean by a hair? Do you know who she is? Do you know how much a hair of hers is worth? ”

Murong Zhining pulled Yuan Zhi's sleeve: ”you see you? What do you do with a kid who's so angry? It's really none of her business. It's my own head. Isn't it three or five hairs? Who combs his hair and doesn't lose a few? ”

Muxiang stomped her foot: ”I did it on purpose. Why does my master treat you so well, but you read other men in your mouth?”