Chapter 271

The yellow candle flickered gently.

Mu Yi'an sat on the soft collapse by the window reading.

"Lord." A soft sound came into my ears.

Mu Yian suddenly raised his head and looked at the bed.

When the gauze curtain on the bed was put down, he could only vaguely see the inside. He stared at the gauze curtain for two seconds, as if he suddenly reacted, suddenly got up and walked over: "Xiao Qiao, you're awake."

She lifted the gauze curtain, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. She still lay in bed without opening her eyes or moving her position. Was that his illusion?

"Lord."

Still the familiar voice.

Mu Yian suddenly turned back and stared at the door.

The door as like as two peas in Yi Xiaoqiao stood at the door, and the tray was waiting for him to be watched. What was he?

Mu Yi'an's face sank: "who let you in."

"Lord, you haven't eaten all day." Perfectness of the curvaceous and soft Yi Xiaoqiao is as like as two peas.

"Eat something. She won't be at ease if you torture yourself like this."

"I'll let you out."

"Lord!" The woman suddenly raised her voice: "Lord, I know you are sad. If you really can't bear it, take the slave as her. The slave doesn't mind."

With a clatter, the small bowl fell to the ground and broke into thousands of pieces.

"Lord!" The woman knelt down and climbed to him: "Lord, let me serve you."

Mu Yi'an kicked her away: "you deserve it, get out!"

"Lord, I'm also for his good, Lord, you..."

Pa - a crisp noise interrupted the woman's words.

"What do you think you are? I asked you to be her double just to divert the attention of those people. For my good, you deserve it!" Mu Yi'an kicked her to the ground: "get out of here now, or you won't want this face!"

"As like as two peas, I am just like her."

Mu Yi'an suddenly took her hand, grabbed her hair and pulled it hard, and a face was forcibly torn off her face.

The woman screamed and subconsciously covered her face: "Lord!"

"Get yourself a basin of water, take a good look at it, and see what you are!" Mu Yi'an threw the dough on her face: "next time, I want your life!"

Although the woman was unwilling, she stumbled away. She ran back to the room and looked in the mirror. Her face was a little similar to Yi Xiaoqiao's face, but there was no similarity in eyebrows and eyes and other places. She was not Yi Xiaoqiao. She was not as good-looking as Yi Xiaoqiao. She was just the most inferior maid in the brothel, not even the women in the brothel.

At the beginning, Mu Yi'an saw her in the crowd and even took her back to her house. She thought she was going to make a fortune, but he made her look like another person.

At that time, she thought that as long as she could be with Mu Yi'an, it was no big deal for Yi Rong to become someone else. As long as she could be with him, with such a belief, she assassinated her again and again, and poisoned her again and again. She endured silently. No matter what the situation was, she never took off this mask, just wanted to make Mu Yi'an feel at ease.

But unexpectedly, the woman came back again. Mu Yi'an kept her in the dark. It seemed to imprison Yi Xiaoqiao, which seemed to make her life worse than death, but she didn't know that she would rather live like this than be a live target in the light and be stared at by everyone.

This live target is really hard to be.

The woman sobbed and coughed hard. She coughed blood and couldn't stop.

The door was pushed open. Tian Xiang came in slowly. She frowned and looked at the woman who vomited blood. She took out a bottle from her arms, poured a pill into her mouth, and took water for her to drink: "how do you feel, is it better?"

The woman nodded slowly.

Tian Xiang sighed, asked her to sit upright, took out a special potion to wipe her face, and whispered, "Chunxiang, you can't be angry with this disease. If you are angry too much, it's difficult for the immortal to save."

"I'm not angry." Chunxiang's mouth is hard.

"I know you love the Lord. To tell you the truth, the girl of Qianguo, whoever has seen the Lord and knows his reputation, even if he doesn't say 100% love, he likes him 80%. You are lucky to be close to the Lord and help him." Tian Xiang helped her comb her hair: "don't be unfair. After all, you are wearing your wife's face. Even if the general doesn't love you, all of us are desperately protecting you. I hope you can understand that you should do what you should do and don't fool around."

"Just because I am a servant, do I have to be inferior?" Chunxiang clenched her teeth and asked. She was unwilling. She thought she wanted to make a fortune, but she didn't expect to be reduced to this point.

Tian Xiang smiled: "where are you inferior? In this palace, if you say a word, who can be heard?"

"So what? Mu Yian doesn't like me at all!"

Tian Xiang smiled again: "you're right. The Lord doesn't like anyone except his wife."

"Then I..."

"Even so, you are not better here than you are in the brothel?" Tian Xiang slowly lowered his head: "or do you still want to go back to the brothel?"

Chunxiang panicked: "I didn't..."

"If you don't want to go back, play your role well, or I'll send you back tomorrow." Tian Xiang patted her on the shoulder: "think about it, do you want to go back or stay? I'll send you back tomorrow. You'll still be the maid trampled by others. Stay, and be yourself and stay away from the king!"

"I..."

Tian Xiang raised his eyebrows.

"I'll stay."

"Stay and use snacks to play the role of Madam, otherwise..." Tian Xiang smiled and turned away.

Chunxiang broke down her shoulders and sighed.

Tian Xiang came out of Chunxiang's garden and went straight to Hehuan house.

"Lord." Tian Xiang whispered, "the matter has been solved."

There was no sound inside, and Tian Xiang was not in a hurry. When he finished, he bowed down and retreated.

"Is the porridge still warm?" The voice of muyi'an came out suddenly.

Tian Xiang's footsteps lit up slightly in front of him. His heart said, is Yi Xiaoqiao awake? Otherwise, how can you ask if the porridge is still warm?

"Yes, it's warm. Madam is awake?" Her voice trembled with excitement.

The room was silent for a moment, and then came her low voice: "fall down."

Tian Xiang's heart sank and slowly lowered his eyes. It seems that he still couldn't wake up.

"Make a new one."

"Yes, I know." Tian Xiang hung his head and bowed his body. He slowly retreated. When he had to withdraw from the yard, he had no choice but to sigh.