After saying this, Yun Dieyi was immediately glad that the girl just now had gone far away. Otherwise, when he heard this sentence, he would have burst into tears in front of everyone to express his grievances.
To be compared with a cricket... Such comfort... is a bit shocking.
A wisp of breeze blew over her shoulders, slightly blowing away the hair on her temples. Yun Die's clothes were gathered into silk silk, and her temples were graceful. She spoke again, "How do you know that the cricket in your palace is a girl?"
According to her understanding, even veterinarians who are well versed in the anatomy of animals may not be able to tell the gender of a cricket.
After all, no one would spend too much time studying that stuff.
The smile at the corner of Jun Feimo's mouth was cool and cool, like ice cubes covering his whole body in summer, making people feel extremely comfortable and comfortable, "Because it loves beauty very much. It doesn't know where to find a golden thread, and it looks like it all day long."
Treasures, wrapped around the body, as decoration."
In his impression, only girls love beauty so much.
Yundie's eyebrows are slightly raised, she loves beauty? Golden silk thread? This cricket loves money and that's the real thing.
Why don't you wrap a piece of grass around your body? It's not ugly in green clothes, but I just like that golden thread.
While he was laughing secretly, another woman approached Jun Feimo. She was surrounded by beads and jade clusters, and her body was covered with matching enamels. "Does the young master have a good match?"
When Yun Dieyi was originally worried about whether he knew what a good match was, Jun Feimo had already spoken, his voice as clear as the breeze, with a feeling that made his soul clear, "Yes, many."
His calm words made both Yun Dieyi and the woman who came to chat with him look surprised.
"Ahem..." Yun Dieyi gently knocked Jun Feimo on the head, "Don't talk nonsense."
Does he know what he is talking about? There are many good matches, isn't she the only one who is the true concubine?
Generally speaking, a man shouldn't act like a womanizer and cover up the fact that he is married to a wife when he goes out. Instead, he fabricated the facts himself, making people think that he is overflowing with emotions and somewhat unreliable.
This kid really doesn't know how to increase his charm index.
The woman's face turned pale for a moment, and then she pretended to be indifferent and continued, "The slave family will not privately interfere with the affairs of the female family members in the young master's house. I wonder if this is the case, will there be a chance to serve you?"
This young master's eyebrows are like an ink painting, and his elegance carries a world-beating aura.
There is no trace of femininity, just like a piece of natural uncarved jade, its brilliance is stunning.
And it's the kind that doesn't require any carving and is perfect without any flaws.
It would be understandable if such a man had a family full of beautiful people. Although he felt a little disappointed, if he could really be by his side, he would only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals.
Although she had never met him, she believed in her feelings.
The young master in front of her is worthy of being entrusted with her for the rest of her life. If he can comply with her wishes, she will be able to turn around a thousand times without regrets.
"No need..." Jun Feimo waved his hand casually, showing a more modest and gentlemanly demeanor.
Although what the woman in front of him said was a bit difficult to pronounce, he still understood it.
She wanted to stay by his side and serve him, but how could this be done? He had taken care of himself for so many years and did not need anyone else to serve him. If he brought a strange woman back, the queen mother would not have to give him advice again.