Yiqin shook her head with a chuckle. It seemed that Xihua had not escaped, but looking at her expression, it should be much better than herself.

Siqi glanced at the house where Mu Qiuxue lived and said angrily, "This young master is really, how can he do this? Even if he does it, will he know us? It makes us embarrassed like this."

"When did this young master hire a painter? Why didn't I notice it?" Yiqin was very confused about the appearance of the painter, because she didn't notice it at all, which was incredible!

"Yes, I don't know either." Siqi and Xihua looked at each other and said in unison.

"Hmph, fortunately she ran fast, otherwise..." Siqi clenched her fists with both hands and said viciously.

"Otherwise, what?" Yiqin glanced at Siqi, "Do you still want to teach the young master a lesson? Don't forget that she is the master."

"Yes!" Xihua nodded in agreement, "If it weren't for the young master, we might have lived the life of hiding, fearing, and running for life!"

Siqi was speechless when it came to Xihua.

After all, this is a fact that can never be changed.

If she hadn't had a young master, she would still be running around for life and being a thief!

If there were no young masters, Yiqin would still live a life of hiding from all over the world!

If there were no young master, Xihua would still live a life of fear!

"Young master, we must not be able to teach a lesson." Siqi waved his hand and continued, "But, let it go, isn't it okay?"

"That's good." Yiqin smiled softly, "Young master's cooking skills are good, so let's let the young master cook for us for five days."

"This is good." Siqi clapped his hands in agreement, "I have not tried the young master's skills yet!"

"Then do it." Xihua also responded.

Chrysanthemum

"Ah!" Mu Qiuxue, who was sitting in Fu Bo's house, suddenly felt cold on her back and suddenly shivered.

Looking at Mu Qiuxue's expression, Uncle Fu was a little confused and asked quickly, "Young Master is sick?"

Mu Qiuxue waved her hand and signaled that he was fine, but she knew in her heart that it must be Yiqin and the other two were in Zhuyuan at this time, talking bad things about her and discussing how to take revenge on her.

"It's fine." Bo Fu smiled lovingly, "The young master has been sitting here for an hour, and he hasn't said anything about it yet!"

Mu Qiuxue scratched the back of her head and smiled dryly. She had nothing to do to look for him, but she just wanted to hide here.

"Young Master is hiding from Yiqin and the others?" Uncle Fu smiled in an understanding.

"Nothing happened." Mu Qiuxue did not admit it in the face of Uncle Fu's exposure, and said calmly, "I'm afraid Uncle Fu, you are too bored, so I come here to accompany you."

"Is that true?" Uncle Fu looked at the person dressed in a man in front of him with a funny look.

"Yes." Mu Qiuxue nodded solemnly.

"Dongdong..."

A knock came from outside the door.

"Come in." Uncle Fu said softly.

The servant pushed open the door and walked in, and said respectfully to Uncle Fu, "Uncle Fu, there is a man outside who claims to be Su Zihao Su's guard who came to find Doctor Wuchen."

"Su Zihao? Isn't that the Prince's personal bodyguard?" Uncle Fu was a little confused about Su Zihao's purpose. As far as he knew, the Prince's prince had only met with the genius doctor Wuchen three times. When did he become so familiar?
Chapter completed!