"What he likes is Feng Jingyun. I would also like to say that he is short-sighted. Facts have proved that although a woman like Feng Jingyun is already in love, she is really a woman who is hard to match in the world. He has good vision."
"No matter how good she is, she can't compare to you, the Saint." Mu Ya frowned in disapproval, "How can you be more ambitious than others and destroy your own prestige?"
"For nothing else, just because she can make Jun Youqi love her wholeheartedly, I can only retreat in the face of difficulties." Or if I don't retreat, I will suffer like the master of the house for the rest of my life.
"The melons and fruits picked by force are not sweet. It's best if you think so, Saint." Muya said encouragingly, "Think about Qinuo. Qinuo has liked you since she was a child." And she has had a crush on you since she was a child.
Qi Nuo, "He even risked his life for you. For a man who is willing to give his life for you, you might as well consider marrying him."
She shook her head directly, "How is that possible? I have no feelings for Qi Nuo."
"But, you kneel down for him..."
"It's a close friendship. Just because he saved me, I wanted to repay the favor, so I knelt down for him."
"Holy girl, please don't tell Qinuo like this, he will be sad."
"So what if you're sad, it's a fact." She raised her flirtatious eyebrows, "You seem to care about Qinuo very much?"
Mu Ya felt a little uncomfortable, "Holy girl, you also know that Qi Nuo is the dream lover of almost all the girls in Wan Gu Sect who are about to get married. I think he is a good person."
"Oh? So you like him too?"
She did not deny it, "It's impossible for Qinuo to like me, and I won't think too much about this. I just want to serve you well. Everyone knows that Qinuo's heart has always been with you, and no one can change it. Holy
Girl, don’t you like Qinuo at all?”
"Like is like, not love." She was a little annoyed, "You are a maid who has so much to do. Didn't you just say that the fruit of the strong man is not sweet?"
"I know my mistake." Mu Ya seemed to be concentrating on helping her take a bath, but in fact, her face was sullen, and a gloomy look flashed across her silent face. She couldn't help but feel sorry for the saint.
Qinuo almost died, and her heart hurt as if it had been ripped out.
Seeing him dying before her own eyes, she remembered that she still owed Qinuo a wish.
Almost, the wish she owed Qi Nuo would never be repaid.
Even though he is alive, she still wants to help him achieve his wish.
The moment she saw him waking up, she was determined to do what she wanted to do.
No need to ask, she also knew what Qinuo wanted.
After helping Ye Yaorao finish taking a bath, she used a dry towel to wipe off the water droplets on her face first, and then wiped her body...
"Muya, the faint scent of osmanthus on the handkerchief smells really nice." Ye Yaorao praised, "It's just that there seems to be some other scent."
"Oh..." she responded casually, "Slave picked fresh osmanthus flowers from September to October, dried them, and kept them. When washing the handkerchief, I put it in hot water and added some potion to the water. The handkerchief will have the scent of osmanthus flowers.
That’s it. The other fragrance you mentioned is probably the fragrance of potion. It is not irritating to the skin, but can make the scent of osmanthus last longer.”
"So that's it." Regarding the maid who has been serving her since childhood, Ye Yaorao has no doubt about it, "Muya, you are so attentive. No maid can serve her as attentively as you."
"Thank you Saint for the compliment."
After washing up, Muya waited on Ye Yaorao to dress up, looking at her fair face and snow-white skin,
