Ranbai lowered his eyes and looked down at Song Zhi from a high place. Then he pulled a chair from the side and sat down unrestrainedly, "Look for me?"

Song Zhi didn't expect Pei Mingxuan to really bring Ran Bai. This surprise did not hinder her good mood now. Song Zhi licked her chapped lips and looked at the girl. Her eyes seemed to have water. Her throat was a little hoarse because of a fever: "A Yu... I knew you would come. You were my personal maid..."

Song Zhi cheered up and said that no matter what, it was really a bit relieved to have a person of his own in this strange world, not to mention... there was nothing Xu Bai at all, only A Yu existed.

Just that face is definitely not the person she remembers.

A maid who used to be her personal servant, no matter where she is, she cannot have a higher status than her. This is Song Zhi's pride.

Ranbai leaned back, lowered his eyes, and looked at the watch on his wrist.

The light in the room was a little dim, and it was cloudy and the lights were not turned on. Song Zhi couldn't see the girl's emotions clearly. She promised: "A Yu, don't worry... If you follow me, I will treat you as well as before."

"As long as you are like before, remember the rules."

"I believe you have difficulties in not acknowledging your identity before, but in any case, you are also my slave."

Listening to Song Zhi's high-sounding words, dyed white and curled the corners of his lower lip, turned his eyes, looked at Pei Mingxuan, smiled, and became angry: "I said to Emperor Pei, is this what you are talking about, your friend, you have a fever, your idol?"

The girl's words were word by word, slowly falling into Pei Mingxuan's ears, causing his heart to thunder. Pei Mingxuan really couldn't understand why Song Zhi had a fight with Xu Bai. It was obvious that there was a face in this world, so why did he have to worry about Xu Bai?

After so many days of getting along, Pei Mingxuan has confirmed that he has fallen in love with this simple girl from ancient times, but these likes do not mean that Pei Mingxuan is willing to give up his interests, or even his future in the entertainment industry, for example, he does not want to give up Ranbai.

This is a typical example of eating in a bowl and thinking in a pot.

Pei Mingxuan's eyebrows were always frowning. He opened his mouth as he listened to Ranbai's words, just about to speak.

Ranbai had already stood up straight. She was very long and much taller than her peers. When she stood casually, she gave people a silent sense of oppression and a bit unruly cold.

"You said that? Do you want me to be the slave in your mouth, serve you and take care of you?" The curve of the corners of the white lips was quite evil, his eyebrows and eyes were evil, and his eyes were rolling with an almost unrestrained will.

Song Zhi suddenly felt a little desolate. She subconsciously shivered, and later she felt that she had lost her momentum in a slave who used to hold her. How embarrassing?

Then he nodded vigorously, his tone was firm and contemptuous, as if he wanted to show his high position as Princess of the Song Dynasty. "A Yu, in this other world, you should have obeyed me. If I didn't care about those actions with you, it doesn't mean..."

Song Zhi said, and the more he said, the more he felt that he was just talking, so he became more and more confident.

Danbai lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, and the corners of her lips seemed to be hooked. She slowly took out the black gloves from her pocket and put them on. The movement had a bit of noble elegance.

Successful and handsome, very cold and solemn.

Not distinguishing between joy and anger.

The girl lowered her eyes and lowered her eyebrows and could see the water cup and medicine placed on the bedside table.
Chapter completed!