"Farewell to the eldest lady, second lady!" Fei Yan bit out these words with some difficulty. She had been squatting down from the beginning. The eldest lady had never seen her get up from the beginning to the end, and she didn't know whether it was intentional or not.
But with that look in her eyes, Feiyan always felt that this young lady was not that simple.
"Remember to send the flowers back to the second lady's room!" The eldest lady's voice came so clearly from far away that even the flowers and plants around her were shaken in shock, and an invisible pressure pressed against Fei Yan's chest like a sharp point.
"Yes, Miss!"
Feiyan raised her head slightly, and even her back was so noble and domineering, which made her feel a mark in her heart. However, the mischievous grimace of the second lady made something soft in her heart, and a light smile crossed the corner of her mouth.
Gently hidden under the cortex.[
Looking at the person who was slowly disappearing into the distance, Feiyan dared to really raise her head and looked at the flower. Doubts flashed in her eyes. Just now, the eldest lady asked her to fold flowers but she didn't tell her about the second lady's boudoir.
Could it be that the eldest lady is deliberately testing, because she clearly knows that she is new here. Thinking of this, Feiyan's eyebrows slightly flattened, and then opened slightly, as if these were not any problems, she just had that kind of confidence.
"Hiss!" After thinking about it, Feiyan pricked her hand with a flower. What kind of flower was it? It had thorns! Thorns? The word rose flashed through her mind, but it was like an arrow passing by and it disappeared without a trace.
Her eyes unexpectedly fell on a very strange plant next to her. What was it? It had a memory gate. Although this thing matched, it was just stuck in the entrance and was blocked by something. Feiyan's eyes were bright and dull, as if she wanted to see through.
She looked past the nut and saw something deeper, but she didn't know what she was searching for. The blank memory made her eyes feel hollow.
"I didn't expect that these days, there would be people here who love flowers as much as the old lady!" A kind voice interrupted Fei Yan's thoughts.
Feiyan immediately looked for fame in a vigilant manner, but her face was as calm as water. All these movements were skillful and steady, as if it was her instinct and a habit.
An ordinary face came into her sight. The only thing that made her feel different was the smile. It was not a secretive smile, not a hideous smile, and it was not a hypocritical smile. It seemed to be filled with hope and tolerance for all things.
"Hello, mama!" She leaned over again and greeted her obediently and gently. Since she was a newcomer, the people here were all of a higher level than her. And judging by her clothes, she was not a master, but she was not a simple person either. Please come here.