What should I do?
She can't wait to see her young lady use her alchemy method that shocked the mainland to completely torture this group of alchemists.
A small white hand suddenly waved in front of Xia Zhu's eyes, pulling her back from her wandering thoughts, "Everyone has gone away, what are you still looking at?
Isn't it because you're attracted to someone in the single party?"
You're a handsome young man, why don't you need me to help you ask what the other party means?"
Mu Chuyue raised her eyebrows and smiled evilly.
If she had a huge mole on the corner of her mouth, she would be the same as the matchmaker on the street.
"With my status in the alchemy world, it is not difficult to facilitate a marriage."
"Miss" Xia Zhu covered her face in shame and anger, her little face instantly turned red.
"Stop making fun of me.
It's not what you think.
I'm thinking that those guys have no self-awareness and don't know how much they have, so they have the nerve to come to your door and intercept you.
I really think they can force you to submit with the strength of their numbers.
These arrogant guys must not have asked Xia Zhu about my strong fighting ability before coming here."
Mu Chuyue was amused.
She suddenly discovered the truest side of this little girl Xia Zhu.
It turned out that under the clever and alert packaging, she actually hid such a violent and frank side.
What a coincidence.
Perhaps because she thinks a lot, Mu Chuyue prefers simple people like Xia Zhu.
After her mentality quietly changed, she became more intimate when talking to Xia Zhu, and said jokingly: "You still have fighting ability.
I can see through a person's true cultivation level with just one glance.
Why didn't I realize that this little girl like you is actually a cultivator?"
Mu Chuyue could clearly see with a little concentration of her consciousness.
There is no cyclone in the Bamboo Dantian that symbolizes the identity of the cultivator.
How high can the combat effectiveness of ordinary people who don't even have cyclones be?
Xia Zhu was discouraged all of a sudden.
His face was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by the frost.
He muttered in a low voice, "Young lady must have never heard of Xia Zhu's previous achievements in fighting with those unruly slaves.
Those who lose, at least Xiao Banyue dare not take off the veil on his face."
"Pfft, then I really underestimated you."
Mu Chuyue straightened her face, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "I like your temperament, and I can feel your sincere service.
You know why there are dozens of maids in the courtyard, but I just fell in love with you."
Are you the only one?"
This time Xia Zhu was at a loss, and her obvious daze was caught in Mu Chuyue's eyes.
Although Xia Zhu could vaguely guess the general reason, she couldn't say it without any scruples when her master asked her this question, because she had been indoctrinated by her mother-in-law when she first entered Suizhou, so she could not make assumptions on her own.
The master's intention is really disrespectful to the master.
No master would like such a servant.
But after hesitating for a moment, Xia Zhu still answered truthfully.
"At the beginning, I was ignorant and thought that my cleverness in doing things would win your favor.
However, after gradually contacting me for a long time, I discovered that you are not fooled by the little tricks of these servants just by relying on a few beautiful words.
People from the past, so it’s hard for me to guess.”
The blush on Xia Zhu's face then spread to the root of her neck.
It was undoubtedly particularly dangerous for a low-level person who was trying to survive among the top families to express his truest and unpretentious thoughts in front of his master. xx4911131: