The man was neither fat nor thin, tall, and dressed in black clothes, the eunuch's exclusive clothes!
When Qingwen saw this, her eyes gleamed, and she immediately cheered up and watched carefully.
But when she saw that the man had hair, her eyes dimmed again.
"Xiao Fangzi has no hair, but that person has hair. That person must not be Xiao Fangzi." She hummed weakly, and then lay lazily at the window and continued to watch.
Until nightfall, she still didn't see He Fang's figure.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
She was overjoyed and murmured in a low voice, "Could it be Xiao Fangzi?"
She agreed in her mouth, then moved lightly on her lotus steps, put on her Xiang skirt, and ran downstairs happily.
When she opened the door, her eyes dimmed instantly.
Because the person at the door was not He Fang, but one of Dierya's maids.
The maid handed her the account and asked her to calculate it, then turned around and left without looking back.
She sighed softly, thinking that not only Dilya's attitude towards her had changed, but the attitude of the maids around Dilya towards her had also changed, and an inexplicable sense of loss arose spontaneously.
She brought the accounts and calculated them carelessly. She was in a daze, and before she knew it, the moonlight was shining on the earth.
She raised her head and looked at the bright moon in the night sky, guessing where she should be waiting for Dilya to take a bath now.
It's a pity that the moon is tonight, the clear light is so close, and others are reunited.
Her guess was correct, He Fang was indeed waiting for Dilya to take a bath now!
It was the same bathroom that exuded the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the same two people.
But this time Di Erya said something very different from before, "Xiao Fangfang, come in and take a bath, I will let you be stained with my smell, so that those people outside will smell your smell.
I know you are from this palace!"
"Yes!" He Fang was ecstatic in his heart. He quickly agreed and took off his clothes.
When he took off his clothes, his heart felt hot, but when he took off his pants, his expression changed.
He must hide the "hiding weapon" technique on key parts!
Now he can only hide for three minutes, but taking a bath is much longer than three minutes!
Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that this beautiful job was a bit difficult for him.
He could only act according to the situation and hide quickly when he felt that Dilya was about to make a surprise investigation, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!
After finishing his ideological work, he jumped into the bathtub and gave Diriya a bath while taking a bath.
There was a dressing mirror not far from the bathtub, but he didn't glance at it.
Why should we look at Diriyah in the mirror when we can appreciate her beautiful face and icy skin up close?
The light casts a shadow, just like the phoenixes singing in harmony in the mirror.
The fragrance fills the cage, just like butterflies dancing among the flowers.
After taking a bath, his whole body was filled with the fragrance of plum blossoms, or it could be said that it was the smell of Diriyah.
His service this time made Diriya very satisfied. Diriya smiled and touched his head... and asked him to continue and keep up the good work.
Before leaving, Di Erya also ordered, "Xiao Fangfang, the poetry final is over. From now on, you will focus on practicing martial arts. I will personally guide you. See you at the arena tomorrow morning at five o'clock."
He Fang nodded in agreement and left without saying a word.
When he walked out of the bathroom, the faint fragrance of plum blossoms exuding from his body made him feel hot inside. The scene when he just took a shower kept flashing through his mind... He couldn't calm down.
Diriyah's maids all frowned when they smelled his scent. They gathered in small groups and whispered something, their eyes looking a little strange.
When He Fang walked past, these maids stood tall and graceful, saluting and showing respect.
He Fang didn't say anything and left here silently.
After walking out of the attic, his den was within fifty meters, and he hurried back.
Before going out, he followed Yang Hua's instructions and left the back door open. He didn't know if Yang Hua was here now.
He took the key and entered through the front door. As soon as he entered, he smelled the fragrance of peonies.
He knew that the woman had already arrived - Concubine Yang Hua Yang!
Just when he thought of this, he heard Yang Hua's voice coming from the bedroom, "Fang Fang, are you okay?"
"everything is fine."
With a simple response, he went over to check the doors and windows.
The front and back doors are closed, and the windows... This was originally a woodshed, and the windows are just a little bit high!
If you didn't look with the intention of peeking, you wouldn't be able to see what is happening in the house!
After thinking about this aspect, his heart felt at ease, and then he rubbed his hands and headed to the bedroom.
When he pushed open the bedroom door and saw Yang Hua in costume, his whole body instantly froze in place!
Yang Hua is still the same Yang Hua, but the clothes Yang Hua wears are completely different from before!
Wearing a bright red double-breasted shirt, and a floral skirt with golden branches and jade leaves.
There is a jade belt around her waist, and gold sleeves around her wrists.
There are colorful tassels on the chest and jingle bells on the skirt.
There are piles of emerald beads on his head, and half-undressed hairpins on his temples.
"Wow! It's so beautiful!" He Fang couldn't help but sigh.
"Just three words? How can you live up to my dress up? I want you to reorganize your language!" Yang Hua's face was stern, but her eyes were smiling.
"It's like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, like a goddess coming to you!" He Fang said word by word.
"Hey, hey, he even recited a poem, how cool is that! He is indeed the number one scholar in Dai Viet!" Yang Hua smiled brightly, and then waved in the direction of someone else.
He Fang walked towards Yanghua step by step. With every step he took, the fragrance of peonies became stronger!
When he walked to Yang Hua, he felt that the peony fragrance emanating from Yang Hua had overshadowed the fragrance of plum blossoms on him.
At the same time, he also saw Yang Hua's face more clearly!
Under the light, Yang Hua's face looked like a ripe peach, white and pink, just like a Virgo woman!
The double-breasted blouse cannot cover Yang Hua's exquisite figure, and the flower skirt with golden branches and jade leaves cannot completely cover Yang Hua's legs that exude youthful charm!
Looking from top to bottom, the wind flows downward, and looking from bottom to top, the wind flows upward.
Before you know it, your soul is flying into the sky.
Fortunately, Yang Hua's words brought his thoughts back to reality, "Fang Fang, can you weigh the jade bead on my head and see how heavy it is?"
He Fang reached out to touch the jade beads, but Yang Hua suddenly raised her face and faced He Fang's hand!
The next second, He Fang's hand touched Yang Hua's tender cheek.
This silkiness, this softness, this elasticity is something he will never forget!
"Fang Fang, how good are you! I asked you to touch the jade beads on my head, why are you touching my face~~~" Yang Huajiao said with a look of spring in her eyes.
"Huahua, you..." He Fang hesitated and hesitated.
"That's all, I have a broad mind...I won't argue with you. Take a good look at these fallen flowers on my chest. Do you think they are real or fake?" Yang Hua's eyes flashed, and he proudly raised his chest and put it on his chest.
The tassel texture is unrestrainedly exposed.
"It should be a real flower, right?" He Fang responded calmly.
"The textures of real flowers and fake flowers are different. Can't you tell by touching them?" Yang Hua smiled charmingly, her eyes seductive.