At this time, she had resigned herself to her fate and regarded herself and him as adulterers and wives.
He is always afraid of being discovered by people from the Chengyang Marquis Mansion.
Mu Jingzhou raised his eyebrows: "So what if you are suspicious?"
One sentence left Chen Anhao speechless.
Outside he is just an eunuch, and his inhumane achievements will only be of no benefit to her even if they are spread.
Mu Jingzhou will not be affected in any way.
Thinking of this, Chen Anhao scolded him in his heart again, and started to cry again because of his grievance.
When the maid came to help her, she stomped away, pursed her rouge-colored lips tightly, and with an angry look on her face, wringing her handkerchief and walking towards the side room on her own initiative.
Just by looking at it, I felt: This woman scolded me so dirty.
The maid quickly followed and ordered people to prepare bath water and bring some clothes to Fangfei Garden for Chen An to choose from.
Most of the men in Chitose Mansion are wearing official robes or official robes bestowed upon Mu Jingzhou by the Holy Spirit, such as the flying fish suit he wore on the streets today.
Then came the maid's attire.
To match Chen An's clothes, she had to go to a shop on the street to choose. She bought several sets of silks, satins, silks and brocades of various colors before she could choose.
When she got up from the pool, there were already clothes hanging outside.
The bronze incense burner in the house burned the agarwood from Mu Jingzhou's body, and the fragrance invaded Chen Anhao's nose every time he moved.
This fragrance is nothing like Mu Jingzhou!
Chen Anhao was upset and pointed at a light green brocade dress. The maid came over to put it on for her and took her to the bronze mirror to get her hair tied.
The woman in the mirror has a rosy complexion, slightly drooped eyebrows, and has the innate elegance of a lady.
The maid with her hair tied up finally couldn't hold back: "The girl is so beautiful."
Chen Anhao's thoughts were not here: "You are good-looking too."
After replying, she suddenly reacted and grabbed the maid's hands with both hands, her eyes filled with sincerity: "I, I am a woman from a good family, but I was robbed here by a dead eunuch. Please be kind to my sister. Can you let me go?"
Maid: "..."
Her face turned pale and blue.
Chen Anhao is the only one who dares to scold Mr. Chitose for castrating a dog in Chitose Mansion.
Probably Chitose-sama likes this one.
The maid didn't dare to say any more, so she quietly tied up her hair with a bun and decorated it with beads and flowers.
Chen Anhao didn't get a response, so she could only continue to hang her head, playing with a gold hairpin, thinking about when he would let her go back to Chengyang Marquis Mansion.
How should I deal with the mistress of Chengyang Hou Mansion then?
The more I think about it, the more annoyed I become.
The more I think about it, the more I hate Mu Jingzhou.
The maid saw that her face was not so good, she tied her hair, gave a few random instructions, and left in a hurry.
Chen Anhao was sitting in this wing. In the middle of the night, under the moonlight above the willow branches, she was already pickled by the agarwood. She held her head with one hand and sat in front of the dressing mirror and fell asleep.
In a daze, someone picked her up and took her to the bed.
She smelled a faint smell of blood that penetrated her nose.
I couldn't help but feel sick.
She made a little noise. Mu Jingzhou glanced at her and deliberately moved his blood-stained sleeve closer to her face: "Just now in front of the torture rack in the prison, a man's head was twisted off. This is his
Blood."
"Smell carefully, is it still fresh?"
Chen Anhao woke up completely, hugged his other arm and started retching, his face turned pale.
Looking at her appearance at this moment, Mu Jingzhou was in a good mood, and his happiness was visible to the naked eye.
"You, you..." Feeling uneasy in her stomach, she thought for a long time, and then uttered two words based on what her mother had taught her: "Bad guy!"
She couldn't think of anything worse to say to him, and she felt so aggrieved that she cried again on the spot.
For the first time, she thought her mother could not forgive her.
Mu Jingzhou's lips curled up slightly: "Yes, I am indeed a bad person."
Chen Anhao thought about what Mrs. Chen, her sister-in-law and others had said to her and her mother in her courtyard. Tears hung on her face, and she glared at Mu Jingzhou fiercely: "Bitch!"