The corners of Ziyu's mouth twitched and he looked back.
The four women were the first to enter. After entering, they each said a blessing to the fish. Then they automatically walked to each window, opened it, and let in fresh air to wash away the strong smell of medicine.
Then they all gave a half salute to Ziyu and then stepped back.
Immediately afterwards, four more women came in. Each of these four held a small incense burner and placed it at the four corners of the house.
Immediately, the faint fragrance began to cover up the messy smell in the room.
The four women holding incense bowed slightly to Ziyu and then left.
Ziyu frowned, why are you saluting her?
She had a deep bad feeling.
This time, there were eight women. First, four women came in carrying a medium-sized sandalwood chair and placed it respectfully on top of the statue in the north corner of the room. Then four women each carried two men.
Two slightly smaller seats were brought in and placed on the other side, obviously arranged in a host-guest manner.
The eight women bowed to Ziyu and then respectfully stepped away.
Then, two women dressed like rich ladies walked in, gently rolled up the curtain at the door, and bowed to both sides.
He was silent about everything, as if he was performing a pantomime. Ziyu's eyes were cramping while his eyes were fixed on the door. Is there some big shot here?
The sound of rings and elegant footsteps sounded, and a faint fragrance blew in the face with the breeze. An elegant and noble person slowly stepped in from the door.
The finest silk-carved phoenix robe, elegant pink and purple color, wearing a golden phoenix hairpin, and goshawk feather boots, the visitor's phoenix grace is natural, and the elegance reveals solemnity, and the nobility reveals grace, although
He is already middle-aged, but he is truly extraordinary.
Ziyu blinked lightly, what a noble lady.
"Yu'er, you're back." As soon as the visitor entered the room, he immediately raised the corners of his mouth and smiled at Ziyu.
"..." Ziyu didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Who is this woman?
You started talking so kindly, but she didn't recognize you. How should you answer her?
"TOEFL, TOEFL." Ziyu could only say vaguely, turning his head slightly to look at his father, who is this woman?
Unexpectedly, Qin Yun's eyes looked at his nose, and his nose looked at his heart, and he could see more clearly than the old monk who had entered meditation.
Ziyu was speechless and turned back silently. Who is this woman?
"Clang." The door curtain rang, and a small figure followed the lady and walked in.
With big eyes, a chubby body, and an air of youth and maturity, this is not the Bei Mingyou she once saved...
"Xiaoyou." Ziyu's eyes lit up, he felt like an acquaintance... Damn, acquaintance...
Ziyu suddenly froze.
An acquaintance, the woman Bei Mingyou brought with her, oh, no, the woman who brought Bei Mingyou, she looked like a mother and her son. With such a demeanor and such pomp, it was clear who this woman was. This... this...
This... Princess Zhenbei.
This is also Beiming Changfeng’s mother, oh my god.
Can she continue to pretend to be a man now, or run away?
The soldiers of the Beiming family and the mother of Beiming Changfeng are two different concepts. The latter is even more untouchable than Beiming Changfeng.
Ziyu started sweating on his head...
Bei Minyou came over and stood in front of Ziyu. He looked up at Ziyu. After carefully studying Ziyu in men's clothing for a while, he frowned and called tentatively: "Sister-in-law?"