When Zhuge Mou saw a group of maids carrying fruits, he ordered the three women in front of him: "You three, put these things aside for now and prepare a first-class guest room for Miss Feng. She will stay in the mansion for a while.

Today, you are taking good care of me."

"Yes." The three maids ordered Fu Shen to reply respectfully.

Then, Zhuge Mou pointed to the two people behind the three maids: "You two call General Manager Yang to the hall. I have something to ask him to complete."

"Yes." The two maids also received blessings.

Then, several maids retreated together.

As they turned the corner, five playful maids giggled.

They were secretly discussing the woman Zhuge Mou had brought back.

But the maid who led Feng Yunmo in was puzzled. The person she had just brought in was obviously a man, so how could she be a woman.

Of course, only she knows this kind of thing.

After these maids left, Feng Yunmo raised her hand, pulled the man in front of her, and said: "Actually, I don't need anyone to serve me. You bring so many people here, which makes me very embarrassed."

There was a maid called Lu Ying in Feng Mansion, and she felt very comfortable.

"The daughter of the general of Dongye Kingdom would be embarrassed to order several maids. Have you ever been left unattended before?" Zhuge Mou turned around, slowed down his pace, and walked with Feng Yunmo.

Feng Yunmo shook his head and replied: "There are a group of them, but there is only one who can use them comfortably. Moreover, she is the sweetest little girl I, Feng Yunmo, have ever met in my life."

"You miss her? Why don't you take her with you?"

"She should also have her own freedom." Feng Yunmo sighed secretly in her heart. If she hadn't left in such a hurry, she would have made good arrangements for Lu Ying and Qing Qiong.

Zhuge Mou turned around and looked at that expressionless face, but it deeply touched the chord in his heart.

The wound deep in my heart seemed to be slowly healing because of her arrival.

He lowered his eyes silently and led her to the reception hall.

The living room is full of classical atmosphere, and it is particularly rich in dark red tables, chairs and chairs.

Ancient mythical beasts are carved on the sides of every table and chair.

The forms of these mythical beasts are exactly the same as those seen in the Eight Treasures Pagoda.

It’s just that there are no four spirit beasts.

But Feng Yunmo saw a phoenix bird soaring into the sky on a scroll hanging in the center of the hall.

The hair on its body is of fiery red color, with dots of fiery red sprinkling around its body. It is surrounded by curling mist, and it looks like it can’t wait to rush into the temple above the sky.

She looked a little lost in thought. Zhuge Mou called her several times, but she didn't respond.

He came over and followed her gaze to look at the painting. His mood suddenly became heavy, but with a faint smile on his face, he asked: "It's very beautiful, isn't it."

His voice suddenly rang in her ears, making her suddenly come back to her senses.

Then, he nodded: "It's very beautiful, but why is there only one and another one?"

After Zhuge Mou heard this, his expression changed and he chuckled a few times to hide his inner fluctuations: "I only like phoenix birds, not phoenix birds."

Feng Yunmo turned around and said something unintentionally: "You are breaking them up."

"No, I didn't." Zhuge Mou replied hastily.

The handsome face was covered with a heavy haze: "I just painted the mythical beast I like. This doesn't count as dismantling it."

"I'm kidding you."

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Chapter completed!