Saint Cangshu was thinking about various things here, her brain was running, her emotions were changing, and her heart was in confusion. Yun Dieyi was not idle either. She walked around outside and finally found a... broom in the utility room.
Then he put it into the hands of the saint and said, "Thank you."
It's really not easy to find a broom.
Ever since she traveled to this time and space, her life has always been full of luxury, and she rarely paid attention to these things. Today, she was not ashamed to ask, and she humbly asked others for advice, and then she found out where the utility room was. It was really difficult to find it.
Looking at the broom she was looking for, Yun Dieyi couldn't help but laugh out loud. She had made it by bundling other brooms with this one in a staggered way. She just piled up the one-meter-high ones into more than three meters.
High, and then almost completely destroyed the sweeping wadding underneath.
A saint must have some supernatural powers to be called a saint.
Only when you complete the cleaning task with a three-meter-tall bag without sweeping lint, can you see what is so sacred about her.
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth.
She now wants to test whether Cang Shu is a saint, or...a magic stick? Or a goddess?
The saint's face became extremely ugly, and her beautiful face automatically turned pale in front of the huge broom given by Yun Dieyi, "Do you really dare? Why do you do it?"
Yun Dieyi raised his eyes and suddenly felt that the saint's words were unnecessary and even a bit self-humiliating.
What is she afraid of? Just give her a broom? It's not a serious crime. She respects the working people very much. If the saint cleans well, she can even give her a model worker medal as an encouragement reward.
.
This is an honorable treatment that has never been experienced in the cold palace.
Moreover, she has never been very happy for others to discuss with her the issue of whether she dares or not. Now that she has done it, whether she dares or not is no longer the case.
Is there anything that needs to be questioned? She lacks a lot of things, except courage...
Treating the saint's anger as a self-igniting will-o'-the-wisp, Yundie's clothes bounced off the dust on his clothes, which he had contracted from entering the utility room just now. Then he spoke leisurely, and the words he said made the saint's face turn blue and white, as if it was painted on
green tofu,
"I forgot to tell you that Leng Gong has been forgotten by the emperor for a long time. Even the other masters took advantage of the situation and took away the meager SoftBank that was originally allocated to Leng Gong. Therefore, you have to bear all the expenses yourself.
"
The harem system of the Lost Kingdom has always been that after each concubine received the soft bank, it would be distributed uniformly by the higher-ranking concubine next to the master who was specifically responsible for this matter. However, those concubines whose names she was too lazy to remember actually took the opportunity to add insult to injury and robbed them away.
Broken silver.
So since she came to Leng Palace, she has never seen that bit of loose silver.
She paid for these time expenses herself.
Queen, Jun Feimo and she are a family, so she doesn't care about this. Anyway, she has too much money to spend, which bothers her.
But...she has no need to spend money to raise a saint.
"Don't worry, the dowry I brought is enough to last a lifetime." The saint said with anger on her face.
Her slim figure, flower-like face, pink skirt and jade hairpin, and withered, yellow, messy and sparse broom set off each other, as if a beauty had entered a primitive forest, with an indescribable sense of depression.
Her figure is actually quite tall, but compared with the three-meter-tall broom, she looks like a destitute Thumbelina.