"What Immortal Mo Li said is that Chun'er has realized his mistake." I have never seen such a cold expression on Mo Li before. It was like the cold wind in the cold winter. It made people feel the bone-gnawing coldness and couldn't help but shudder.

Chills.

Although she was saying that she was wrong, Chun'er was still a little unwilling in her heart. Everyone knew that any man who slept with the palace lord could not escape the fate of becoming a bone in seven days. Is this what they had to do?

Are you going to watch Mr. Nangong die?

More and more, they felt that the master they served was too cold and cold. Mr. Nangong had been with her in the Royal Guard Palace for three hundred years. Even if he had no feelings, he still had kindness. However, the palace master treated him so heartlessly.

She actually wanted him to taste the ecstasy of seven days of bone-drying pain. She had such a stunning face but was so vicious in her heart, which made Mr. Nangong's love for her so painful.

"It's good to just admit your mistake. If you do, I won't hear it a second time." Mo Li glanced at Chun'er lightly, then turned around and walked away.

When Mo Li's figure disappeared in front of them, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Chun'er's pale cheeks finally regained a trace of color.

"Mr. Nangong treats us well on weekdays, and it was our fault this morning. We made a mistake by not predicting when the palace master would wake up. However, I really can't bear to ask him to atone for our sins on our behalf."

When Mo Li was here, Qiu'er didn't dare to say anything against the palace master, but she had already been aggrieved for Nangong thousands of times in her heart.

"Sister Chun'er, what should we do? Are we really going to watch the young master become a bone in seven days?" Xia'er looked at Chun'er with a sad face, but she knew in her heart that even asking her was in vain

, as long as it is decided by the palace master, who can change it?

"I don't want to carry the young master's withered bones from the palace lord's bed in seven days. How about we go and beg Immortal Moli again? As long as he speaks well in front of the palace lord, the palace lord should let the young master go.

once."

Dong'er raised his eyes and looked at the three sisters. A hundred years ago, the four of them were selected by Mo Li to serve Gong Xianxian. Two hundred years of getting along day and night had already made the four women become good sisters with sincerity.

Mo Li was always busy with the affairs of the Royal Guard Palace and disappeared. Compared to Mo Li, they were much closer to Nangong. They often said or did the wrong things in front of the palace lord, and Nangong would help them smooth things over.

It saved them a lot of punishment, but now that Nangong was in trouble, how could they stand by and watch.

"Shut up, you guys think things are not chaotic enough? Didn't you see the look on Immortal Mo Li's face just now? If he can help, why are you worried? If you still want to survive, just do your part well.

Regarding the matter, you two hurry up and prepare meals. Xia'er, hurry in with me and change the palace master's clothes."

Having just been reprimanded by Mo Li, Chun'er was still unwilling but still did not dare to joke with the lives of her four sisters. Mr. Nangong had been following the palace lord for three hundred years, playing the piano and making music for her all day long, thinking of ways to help her entertain herself.

, they just ended up like this. They were just slaves, so what qualifications did they have to save someone from the palace master?
Chapter completed!