Chapter 107 (2/2)

Cuihuan couldn’t help laughing when she listened to her Niang Niang’s complaints while drying the grape seeds. “Niang Niang, didn’t you say that the book grows like a jade tree and the beautiful fox spirit is so talented that it was normal for women to like it.”4

Nan Xun yawned, “My focus wasn’t on the scholar, but the fox spirit. There are so many words in the book that described how beautiful the fox spirit is. If I want to find a better fox spirit, I don’t need one that is more beautiful nor more talented. No matter how good these things are, it’s useless. The important thing is that he treats me well, and is only willing to spoil me, only me.”5

As she spoke, the woman’s voice became smaller and smaller, then that beautiful pair of eyes slowly closed.

Cuihuan’s steps were lighter and took the book from her hands, then found a small quilt to cover her.

Nan Xun directly fell asleep until it was evening, when she woke up, she heard little eight said, “Sleep, sleep, sleep, you’ll become a pig if you keep sleeping like this.”

Nan Xun wasn’t ashamed but proud, “I’m too thin, so I need to sleep more and maintain my fat. Can you find someone who can sleep better than me?”

Little eight: ……

Nan Xun, who was full of energy after sleeping, wanted to find something to do, so she pulled her sleeves and wanted to personally cook.

Although it was the cold palace, it came with its own small kitchen. Nan Xun picked up some locust flowers and prepared to make locust cakes.

Cuihuan stared starstruck at her, “Niang Niang, this slave didn’t know you know how to make these things ah?”

Nan Xun genuinely looked sad: “I don’t know, but I hadn’t eaten things recently and my mouth is craving it.”

Cuihuan immediately had two teardrops fall. “It’s because this slave is useless. This slave can’t even make cakes. Let this slave go to the royal dining room tomorrow and steal two cakes.”

Nan Xun: “…For the sake of our lives, let’s put aside this idea for the time being.” She said and touched her head.

Cuihuan gave up on the idea.

After the master and servant ate, Cuihuan boiled hot water and was ready to serve her Niang Niang in the bath.

The wooden bathtub was full of locust flowers and the aroma overflowed in the room, while the windows revealed a dark moon that was high in the wind.

Nan Xun pulled off the palace skirt and sat in the tub. The warm water touched her skin, making her sigh comfortably.

“Niang Niang, this slave will rub your back.”

Cuihuan took the ladle and filled it with bath water, then poured it on Nan Xun’s back, rubbing gently with a bath towel.

The atmosphere was just right at this moment, but then, Cuihan who was wiping her back suddenly stood up and gave a big shout towards the window, “Who?”

Nan Xun’s half closed eyes suddenly opened and quickly left the tub, pulling the mantle off the shelf and wrapping it around her body.

At that time, almost at the moment when Nan Xun wrapped herself with the mantle, a man in black suddenly broke through the window and stabbed towards Nan Xun with a long sword.

Cuihuan’s expression changed drastically, and she rushed in front of Nan Xun, but unexpectedly, the sword was just a decoy. Before Cuihuan could rush over, he thrust a sword at Cuihuan’s neck.

His goal since the beginning was Cuihuan.

“A loyal servant girl.” The visitor sneered.

The man wore a black tunic that was tied at the waist. He was tall and straight. His face was covered with a delicate silver mask. A pair of narrow and sharp eyes were beneath the mask. Under the mask, half of his straight nose was exposed, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. Because the sneer was just a slight curl, it emitted a sexy cold charm.