There are still many memories of this fifth young lady swirling in Bo Cixin's mind. She came to the Li family when she was six years old. Bo Cixin knew that her parents were dead but did not know why they died.
However, the Li Mansion where the Li family currently lives should have belonged to Bo Cixin. At that time, the Li family did not have the official status and economy they have now, and many things were still funded by Bo Cixin's father.
Bo Cixin always felt that this matter was not simple. The death of his parents must have something to do with the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Bo Cixin really wanted to open her eyes and see the world, but she didn't have the slightest strength, so she had to give up. Since she had traveled through time, it seemed that she had to accept this reality.[
I just don’t know if her sister Bo Lianxin has traveled through time with her. This is something Bo Cixin is more worried about.
Lan Mingyou flew lightly through the air with a thin heart, and the two of them seemed to be following the wind.
About half an hour later, Lan Mingyou, holding her heart in her arms, stopped in front of a majestic courtyard. The door was red and very impressive.
The roof has a soft and elegant curve, covered with gray tiles and glazed tiles. The entire roof is like a light and beautiful crown.
Lan Mingyou just stood at the door. The four people standing at the door bowed respectfully: "Sir, you are back." The people inside had already slowly opened the door.
"Um."
Lan Mingyou replied lightly, then raised his slender legs and walked forward.
"Master, you are back. This rain is really untimely. Ah Qing will immediately prepare hot water for the master to take a bath."
Ah Qing was Lan Mingyou's personal slave. He quickly held the umbrella he had been holding for Lan Mingyou. His master's body was more delicate than a thousand pieces of gold. It would be terrible if it got damaged by the rain.
"Wash her first and call someone over."
Lan Mingyou still hugged Bo Cixin, paused slightly, turned her head, and spoke clear words with her sexy lips.
"Who is this young lady? Master, you should wash yourself first. If you feel unwell, I can't bear it."
Ah Qing held the corner of his clothes in one hand and an umbrella in the other. He stood on tiptoe to hold the umbrella for Lan Mingyou, who was much taller than him.
"She first."
Lan Mingyou stopped staying and walked towards the bathing room with Bo Cixin in her arms. She tiptoed and her figure quickly disappeared.
Ah Qing quickly came to his senses, not daring to waste any time, so she had no choice but to follow his instructions and called a few maids over.
Bo Cixin heard him speak and knew what he was going to do. In her current body, she was really powerless and couldn't even open her eyes, let alone do anything else.
Soon, there were maids waiting on Bo Cixin to bathe and change clothes. After everything was done, they helped her to the bed so that she could have a good rest.
"You all stand down."[
Lan Mingyou's voice was somewhat ethereal, and his whole person was like a ghost. His arrival was always silent.
"Yes, sir."
All the maids bowed respectfully and exited cautiously. No one dared to raise their eyes to look at him. Even though all the maids wanted to see their master's charming face, they were even more afraid.
In the Lan family, if a slave girl rashly looks at her master's appearance, she will be beheaded and her eyes gouged out.
"Unexpectedly, the fifth lady looks quite pleasant after the dirt is washed away."
Lan Mingyou sat on the edge of Bo Cixin's bed, looking at her on the bed. As soon as he came to Bo Cixin, he felt a powerful force sweeping over him.