Mo Xue walked towards the nearest slave, a soft color appearing in her eyes.
"As for Miss, these are all the master's orders!"
The house slave in front of me was only thirteen or fourteen years old. She was obedient and had a clear voice. I felt how approachable the young lady was, and I felt a little happy in my heart.
"You all should take a rest. You've been busy for so long, and your body can't bear it?"
Mo Xue's words made the eyes of these house slaves light up with joy. They had been busy for a long time and had not even taken a sip of water, but no one dared to stop.
Now that the lady is here, they can have some rest.
"Thank you, Miss. You are so kind, Miss."
Seeing that everyone was sitting down to rest, Mo Xue also sat in the rocking chair in the yard that the slaves had specially made for her.
The Piaohua Courtyard was indeed full of exotic flowers. Mo Xue felt like she was in a sea of flowers, watching the sunset, it was quite a scene.
"Miss, this is the scented tea that my servant brewed for you."
Mo Xue was looking at the sky in a trance when she heard a crisp voice coming from her ear. Suddenly she turned around and saw a little boy with a pair of ethereal pupils full of his own reflection.
His eyes moved slightly, and he saw the little boy holding a cup of fragrant scented tea in his hand, with a few snow-white petals still slowly drifting with light smoke.
"Thank you." Mo Xue stretched out her hand to take the scented tea and showed a kind smile to the little boy.
"Ah" Hearing Mo Xue thank the two of them, the little boy obviously didn't react and his thin body froze in place.
Mo Xue blew the scented tea gently and looked sideways at the little boy who was still frozen in place. She couldn't help but want to start, but she noticed something was wrong.
"Pa." The sound of the porcelain bowl rolling to the ground made Mo Xue's body roll. The second she rolled, the rocking chair she had just made instantly fell into pieces.
The surrounding domestic slaves all froze, as if they were being restrained.
"As expected of a cultivator, his reactions are really sensitive, especially his rolling posture, which is really eye-catching."
A playful laugh sounded above her head, and immediately after, Mo Xue saw countless petals flying together, like a rain of colorful flowers, so beautiful that it made people dizzy.
The next second, this ball of light, made up of intertwined petals, quickly hit Mo Xue.
With a thought in her mind, Mo Xue crossed her hands uncontrollably, and the essence of her body instantly formed a halo, blocking the flower cluster so close.
The sound of "chichichichichi" kept blasting in Mo Xue's ears, strong winds blew up, and her hair blocked the scene in front of her. When the light returned, the surroundings were in chaos.
Mo Xue knew that the person who came was not good.
"Who, don't hide there and pretend to be a ghost?" Mo Xue asked with a blink of an eye, pretending to be a very innocent little girl, and nimbly dodged and stood in a safe area.