Chapter 1373 Contaminated (48)
After Yin Ci got the palm print of the owner of Fusang Palace, he quickly took over and handled the affairs of Fusang Palace.
The real master of Fusang Palace rests comfortably every day without doing anything.
The four guardians sat under the seat of the palace lord, **** up with Yin Ci in fear.
But he didn't want to, Yin Ci didn't mean to embarrass them at all.
Business is business, and on weekdays, the discussion is ended in a few words, and they will never use the palm seal of the palace lord to attack them.
An Qi was supposed to be the one with the loudest opposition, but after a while, he became the first to approve Yin Ci.
Completely became Yin Ci's loyal subordinate, even Yun Si didn't listen much to him anymore.
After that, the four guardians gradually recognized Yin Ci, and made him the real master of Fusang Palace by default.
I have important matters on weekdays, so I no longer look for the Palace Master who is resting, but directly look for Yin Ci.
Such days passed by in a flash.
When the Palace Mistress remembered that he wanted to see the four guardians, he suddenly realized that his power had been emptied.
At least, during this period of time, she knew nothing about the affairs of Fusang Palace.
I don't know what Yin Ci did during her rest days.
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There are three days left before the wedding day.
Fusang Palace is full of beaming looks.
The Palace Mistress slept until noon before getting up lazily.
Put on the dress, walked out of the palace, squinted at the pattering rain outside, and didn't know what he was thinking.
The maid stepped forward, stood in front of her, and saluted.
"Palace Master, it's raining today, do you still want to go out?"
The Mistress of the Palace glanced at her: "Why? No way?"
The maid saluted again, bowing her head.
"." The Palace Mistress frowned slightly, glanced at them, and spoke indifferently.
"Is this what Yin Ci ordered you?"
The maids all lowered their heads and remained silent.
That is, the default.
The Mistress took a deep breath.
dog man.
The maid saluted again, persuading: "Master, you'd better go in quickly."
"It's windy outside, if you accidentally catch a cold, it will delay the wedding."
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The Lord Palace Mistress scoffed, but did not speak.
Folding his arms, he nodded slowly with his fingertips.
After a while, she said: "Go and find An Qi, and tell him that I have something to ask him."
"Yes, my lord."
An Kui twisted his body and came in a smoky manner.
Holding a delicate oil-paper umbrella, wearing a flamboyant open-breasted red dress.
I don’t forget to hold a comb in my hand, comb my hair from time to time, and even look at myself in the mirror and feel sorry for myself.
His eyes became more and more hot.
The Palace Mistress sat in the study, leaning on the chair, looking at him expressionlessly.
He saluted delicately, raised her orchid fingers, and applied red lip balm on her lips.
"I heard that the Palace Master is looking for me?"
The Palace Mistress knocked on the table, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and indifferent.
"I was put under house arrest by Yin Ci, did you know about this?"
Not only today, but since yesterday, the maid has used various reasons to prevent her from leaving the palace.
She must stay here until the day she gets married.
This is not house arrest in disguise, what is it?
(end of this chapter)