"Miss, Miss..."

In the daze, there was the voice of the maid Qinghe, Qinghe? Green lotus! Thinking of Qinghe, Xia Chiwan was shocked.

Step to occupy the front, as the name suggests, dominate the leader, and the edge is exposed. Bu Zhanfeng was only twenty-one years old, and he won the civil and military double champion, and he was unrestrained for a while.

However, no matter how good Bu Zhanfeng is, he has the name of the champion, but he has no official title. How difficult it is to get to know her prime minister's daughter.

If it weren't for Qinghe, the little matchmaker, who secretly helped, matched, and often stepped up to Zhanfeng in front of her, how could she like the scum of Bu Zhanfeng!

It can be said that Qinghe is the origin of Xia Chiwan's painful life.

Xia Chiwan's eyes opened, extremely sharp, and his eyes showed a fierce light, staring at Qinghe viciously. He looked like a demon crawling back from hell and trying to take the lives of the living.

"Miss?" Xia Chiwan has always been kind to Qinghe, and Qinghe has never seen such a fierce expression on Xia Chiwan's face.

"Miss, it hurts." The wrist seemed to be clasped by the iron claws, and the bones hurt so badly that it seemed to be broken, and Qinghe's face was wrinkled in pain.

"It hurts?" Xia Chiwan repeated suspiciously, she was a dead person, how could Qinghe hurt?

Xia Chiwan turned her watery eyes, and sure enough, she saw that there was already a layer of red marks on Qinghe's wrist that was being grabbed by herself. The memories before passing out poured into Xia Chiwan's mind like a tide.

Yes, she's dead, but she's born again!

"Miss, are you having a nightmare?" As soon as Xia Chiwan let go, Qinghe hurriedly washed a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Xia Chiwan's forehead.

Incubus? Indeed, she had a terrible nightmare, and the man-eating devils in the dream held on to her one by one, knocking on the bone and sucking the marrow, and the green lotus in front of her was also one of them.

It's just that after she lost power, Qinghe, a minion, once came to show off her power in front of her master, and she didn't seem to have seen such a humble expression on Qinghe's face for a long time.

"Hmm." Xia Chiwan replied lightly, the green lotus in front of her was not the appearance of a noble lady in her memory, but the appearance of a teenager who was in her youth.

Looking at the familiar bed curtain, smelling his favorite plum fragrance before snorting, Xia Chiwan's heart was warm. "What time is it?"

"Back to Miss, it's already noon, Miss is hungry?" Qinghe quickly regained her composure, thinking that Miss might have been frightened and had nightmares before, which is why she showed such a terrible expression.

As soon as Qinghe said, Xia Chiwan really felt that her stomach was empty, and the feeling of muscle hunger hit her heart.

"Help me prepare hot water, I'm going to take a bath, and then let the cook boil some lotus porridge." Xia Chiwan lifted the quilt, her body was wet and sticky, and she was very uncomfortable.

"Miss, you can't do this, you have to cover it, what if you get hot again?" Qinghe hurriedly covered the quilt back, looking nervous, he was really a good slave who was "loyal".

Xia Chiwan slapped Qinghe with his backhand, "Presumptuous, are you the master or am I the master, do you dare to listen to the master's words, what is the use of asking you to come as a minion!" ”

In the past, she was too good to these minions, even if the minions did something wrong, at most she only scolded a few words, and never did anything.