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46. ??Chapter 46 People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles

Those medicine bags are full of medicinal materials for my bathing. My life depends on them, but I must not let anyone step on them!

I hurried to the other side and took a look -

Alas, medicine bags of various sizes are scattered all over the floor, and it will take a lot of time to put them away.

I bent down sadly.

Suddenly, the corner of my white clothes flashed past, and then my arm was gently pulled.

Who is so ignorant? Haven't you seen me, Ye Rong, working?

I groaned angrily and took a look. Senior Brother Xiaobai bent over and looked at me calmly.

"You..." What is he going to do?

"You stand aside." Brother Xiaobai used his strength to lift me up, put the plain fan into my hand, lifted the hem of my clothes, squatted down, and packed up the medicine bag.

Tsk tsk, I don’t want this kid...

Well, this Senior Brother Xiaobai is very considerate!

"Little Junior Sister!" Senior Brother Ninth came out from nowhere and stuffed a bunch of candied haws into my hand.

I stared sadly at the bright red candied haws, with sour water in my mouth. Alas, I can't eat this. Isn't Brother Ninth just greedy for me?

"Hey, what happened to Fifth Brother?" Ninth Brother asked me while licking the candied haws.

Um?

Yes, what was the fifth senior brother doing when he kept staring at the other side of the street?

I quickly followed his blank gaze and looked across the way, and happened to see the beautiful girl who had healed the dead turn around and sneak into the crowd.

Everyone has a love for beauty. Alas, it seems that Fifth Senior Brother is not exempt from this vulgarity!

On the second day, Brother Ninth took off the coarse cloth clothes he had worn for more than half a month and changed into silk and satin.

I looked at the brand-new Ninth Brother, and suddenly I remembered a common saying - a man depends on his clothes, and a horse depends on its saddle.

Although Ninth Senior Brother is good-looking, these days, his brilliance has been obscured by coarse clothes and linen. He is not as handsome as Xiaobai Senior Brother, who simply wears a white robe and looks stunning.

"Why are you still wearing this?" Senior Brother Ninth saw Senior Brother Xiaobai sitting leisurely at the table, stopped at his feet, and pointed angrily at the white robe on his body.

"Then what should I wear?" Senior Brother Xiaobai asked him coolly, shaking his plain fan.

Senior Brother Ninth threw the coarse cloth clothes he had just changed onto the table: "It's time for you to change into this!"

Senior Brother Xiaobai glanced at the coarse linen clothes and said, "I don't look like a boy wearing these clothes, so I'll leave them to you to wear!"

Oh, my Senior Brother Xiaobai, although you have a noble temperament and unparalleled elegance, you have to be low-key in life. You still have to save some face for Senior Brother Ninth!

When Senior Brother Ninth heard this, he immediately jumped up, pointed at Senior Brother Xiaobai's nose and shouted: "Xiaobai, don't be too arrogant, aren't you just relying on the fact that you are... you are..."

"What am I?" Senior Brother Xiaobai slowly shook the fan handle.

After a long while, he said, "Huh, if master hadn't told you again and again, I would have exposed your fault!" Brother Ninth said bitterly.

Could it be that Senior Brother Xiaobai did something wrong and that Senior Brother Ninth got the handle? I quickly pricked up my ears.

"Oh?" Senior Brother Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, "You should lift it up and take a look."

Senior Brother Ninth looked at him angrily for a while and said angrily: "You just saw that I am easy to bully, and you tricked me into being a servant for more than half a month!"

When I saw it, I quickly comforted Brother Ninth: "Brother Ninth, don't be upset. Senior Brother Xiaobai is young and ignorant, and he speaks the truth without paying attention. Don't..."

No, I am outspoken!

The Ninth Senior Brother curled his lips and said aggrievedly: "Little Junior Sister, even you bully me..."

Alas, what should I do?

I was a little at a loss and hurriedly asked my fifth senior brother for help.


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