Yanran nodded: "Yes, I bow to someone and kneel down when I see someone. I have to keep my mind at ease when I say something."

The person next to Murong An was struck by lightning again! He looked at the lovely man in front of him seriously. How weird! Anyway, he was not a person who paid special attention to rules, so let's make the second example for her: "Okay, you can do whatever you want, but every ten days I have to study a delicious food for me, such as today's fish."

"Ten days? Isn't it a bit fast? Is it a month? " Yanran was so happy that she was so beautiful, but she still bargained.

No matter how good Murong An's temper was, he became a little angry at this moment. Yanran hurriedly stood up and poured him a glass of wine: "Don't calm down, I was having fun. I just worried, what would you do to me if I can't find something delicious one day?"

"Depending on my mood, I might keep you or blow you away."

"Okay, the deal is done! Master, I'll ask you one last question, do I have any wages?"

Murong An laughed loudly. This girl is so funny. "Okay, okay, you have your salary, and it's more than you think." As long as he likes and marrys him as a princess, the entire Nine Princess Mansion belongs to her.

Yanran also smiled happily and took the initiative to introduce herself, but changed her name to "Rong Ran", which sounded more like a man's name. Everyone here was very happy, raising their glasses to drink, which was very lively.

Only the person who was hiding and listening was almost furious. Unexpectedly, the Ninth Prince was hooked away by her so easily. Moreover, Rong Yanran seemed to have a good impression of him, and she cooked herself and smiled at him.

But, she said she couldn't remember what happened before, was this true? If she had completely forgotten him, what's the point of his hatred and his revenge?

It was another dark and windy night in January, and Yanran was dreaming. Her male senior was holding the ice cream dyed with colorful jam, and her voice was very magnetic and beautiful: "Do you want to eat it? Do you want to eat it?"

"Yeah, think about it." Yanran licked her lower lip, a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her mouth was still squeaking.

The man in black who had been standing aside for a long time wearing a mask couldn't help but touch her gently with his sword sheath: "Master, wake up, wake up. Wake up." The indifferent voice mixed with patience.

Yanran opened her eyes impatiently, then the moonlight swept the surrounding environment, muttered "This is a dream" and turned over and fell asleep. She remembered vaguely what happened in the past two days, and was smart and was about to shout "Help!" when she saw a masked man in black holding a real sword.

"Good man, you have something to say. I'm a newcomer. I don't have money, I don't have anything to ask for. If you want something to help you, I will definitely tell you everything." Yanran said that she showed weakness. It's not okay not to show weakness. Who can make others strong?

The brows behind the mask frowned, and a faint voice rang out: "Master, the mission failed, please punish me."

What? Yanran thought she had hallucinations. The owner of this body was really extraordinary. She actually had a secret guard. Her identity must be very noble. She didn't have to worry about food and clothing. The white silver swayed in front of her...
Chapter completed!