Ye Zeyu's figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared from An Yi's eyes.

In the sky, there was a huge flamingo that looked like it was burning. Ye Zeyu stood on its back, looking back at the hazy figure of the girl in red, and smiled slightly, "We will meet again."

The girl who was walking back suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky.

The dark night sky is dotted with twinkling stars, beautiful and quiet.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it..." Wen Xueli murmured softly and continued walking back.

Qi Qin heard about what happened to Wen Xueli in Xuanzhitang today, and she sweated a lot. She always wanted Zhou to understand, so she kept waiting outside her room for her to come back.

"You haven't left yet?" When she came back, Wen Xueli was gently surprised to see Qi Qin waiting outside the door.

Qi Qin saw her tiredness and hesitated, "Master, today you..."

"It's nothing, I'm a little tired." Wen Xueli didn't want to say more.

Seeing this, Qi Qin stopped chasing Zhou, "Master, let's rest first. Qi Qin will retreat first."

At this time, the main courtyard.

The most gorgeous room in the entire Wen family.

The woman with raven hair was leaning on the edge of the bathtub, looking at the rose petals in the bathtub indifferently, with a fierceness all over her body.

The water in the bathhouse glowed with a strange blue light.

The two maids gingerly changed the lady's clothes with red gauze. The younger one was so frightened by the strange atmosphere that she almost cried.

Zhuo Shuiran didn't wait for the maid to beg for mercy, but already slapped the young maid into the bathtub, which was only half full of water.

A moment later, the little maid, who had just entered the house for the first time, floated up from the pool in a bloody state, lifeless.

And the blue light in the pool became more and more eerie and dazzling.

"What are you looking at?" Zhuo Shuiran's cold voice sounded, looking at the frightened maid who was kneeling on the ground.

Zhuo Shuiran smiled coldly, no longer caring about the trembling maid, and walked out of the bathroom.

Her personal maid, Asu, was already waiting quietly at the door of the inner room. When he saw her coming out, he bowed his body and stretched out his hand to support Zhuo Shuiran.

"Master, you seem to be in a bad mood." Only Asu, her maid who had been with her for more than ten years, could say this to Zhou Zhou.

Zhuo Shuiran's eyes flashed again to the scene where Wen Xueli was making a big splash in the Xunzhi Hall, and his pupils ignited with a strange blue light that made people afraid to look directly.

"That little bitch's child got so crazy today that he made trouble in Xunzhitang." Zhuo Shuiran's tone was cold and his eyes were full of viciousness.

"Miss Third?" Asu was a little in disbelief.

"Who else besides her?" Zhuo Shuiran angrily came to the table and sat down.

Asu listened and poured her a cup of tea.

Zhuo Shuiran crushed the wine glass in her hand, and the broken porcelain pieces were stuck in her palm. But the strange thing was that there was no trace of injury on her hand.

"Master, why should you be angry? She is just a waste who can't even use elementary magic." Asu was relatively calm. Looking at Zhuo Shuiran's angry look, he was slightly surprised.

For so many years, Zhuo Shuiran has covered the sky with one hand, and no one has ever dared to disobey her. At least he hasn't seen her get so angry in seven or eight years. What did that good-for-nothing lady do today?

"Asu, I will send someone to monitor her every day from now on. I want to see what tricks she can pull off in my hands!"

Zhuo Shuiran stared fiercely at the red candlestick, his eyes full of murderous intent. Ye Zeyu's figure flashed, and the whole person disappeared from An Yi's eyes.

In the sky, there was a huge flamingo that looked like it was burning. Ye Zeyu stood on its back, looking back at the hazy figure of the girl in red, and smiled slightly, "We will meet again."

The girl who was walking back suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky.

The dark night sky is dotted with twinkling stars, beautiful and quiet.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it..." Wen Xueli murmured softly and continued walking back.

Qi Qin heard about what happened to Wen Xueli in Xuanzhitang today, and she sweated a lot. She always wanted Zhou to understand, so she kept waiting outside her room for her to come back.

"You haven't left yet?" When she came back, Wen Xueli was gently surprised to see Qi Qin waiting outside the door.

Qi Qin saw her tiredness and hesitated, "Master, today you..."

"It's nothing, I'm a little tired." Wen Xueli didn't want to say more.

Seeing this, Qi Qin stopped chasing Zhou, "Master, let's rest first. Qi Qin will retreat first."

At this time, the main courtyard.

The most gorgeous room in the entire Wen family.

The woman with raven hair was leaning on the edge of the bathtub, looking at the rose petals in the bathtub indifferently, with a fierceness all over her body.

The water in the bathhouse glowed with a strange blue light.

The two maids gingerly changed the lady's clothes with red gauze. The younger one was so frightened by the strange atmosphere that she almost cried.

Zhuo Shuiran didn't wait for the maid to beg for mercy, but already slapped the young maid into the bathtub, which was only half full of water.

A moment later, the little maid, who had just entered the house for the first time, floated up from the pool in a bloody state, lifeless.

And the blue light in the pool became more and more eerie and dazzling.

"What are you looking at?" Zhuo Shuiran's cold voice sounded, looking at the frightened maid who was kneeling on the ground.

Zhuo Shuiran smiled coldly, no longer caring about the trembling maid, and walked out of the bathroom.

Her personal maid, Asu, was already waiting quietly at the door of the inner room. When he saw her coming out, he bowed his body and stretched out his hand to support Zhuo Shuiran.

"Master, you seem to be in a bad mood." Only Asu, her maid who had been with her for more than ten years, could say this to Zhou Zhou.

Zhuo Shuiran's eyes flashed again to the scene where Wen Xueli was making a big splash in the Xunzhi Hall, and his pupils ignited with a strange blue light that made people afraid to look directly.

"That little bitch's child got so crazy today that he made trouble in Xunzhitang." Zhuo Shuiran's tone was cold and his eyes were full of viciousness.

"Miss Third?" Asu was a little in disbelief.

"Who else besides her?" Zhuo Shuiran angrily came to the table and sat down.

Asu listened and poured her a cup of tea.

Zhuo Shuiran crushed the wine glass in her hand, and the broken porcelain pieces were stuck in her palm. But the strange thing was that there was no trace of injury on her hand.

"Master, why should you be angry? She is just a waste who can't even use elementary magic." Asu was relatively calm. Looking at Zhuo Shuiran's angry look, he was slightly surprised.

For so many years, Zhuo Shuiran has covered the sky with one hand, and no one has ever dared to disobey her. At least he hasn't seen her get so angry in seven or eight years. What did that good-for-nothing lady do today?

"Asu, I will send someone to monitor her every day from now on. I want to see what tricks she can pull off in my hands!"
Chapter completed!