"Of course!" the loyal and brave king ignored Duanmu yawang's objection, and did not ask their origin. He said to Liu Guan's family with joy: "go and let someone clean up the two rooms. It's best to come out to the Brahma Sutra and Gongyu childe."

"Yes." housekeeper Liu gave Gong Yulan a deep look, smiled and replied, and hurriedly ordered people to do it.

Duanmu yawang almost wanted to cry, "Grandpa!"

"Ya Ya, don't be so ignorant." Zhongyong King stared at Duanmu Ya and said enthusiastically to the Vatican Sutra and Gong Yulan: "although Zhongyong palace can't say how luxurious, it can be regarded as a good place to settle down. You can stay at ease and ask for anything!"

The Sanskrit Sutra hurriedly thanked, while Gong yulanzhi still stood aside coldly without any response.

Who are these people! I owe you a beating!

Duanmu Ya looked at her teeth and said to Duanmu Li Guang, "Grandpa, I'll go back to my room first. You can go back and have a rest. I'll have dinner with you in your room in the evening."

"Good." the granddaughter knew filial piety, and Duanmu ligung was very happy.

Duanmuya looked back to her room.

As soon as she opened the door, a dull musty smell came to her face!

She wrinkled her nose and looked up at the room. She found that it was dark inside. There was no smell of a girl in the original owner's room. The color of the furniture was cold and dim. The carpet bed yarn, quilt, pillow and window screen were all black!

Moreover, the windows and other ventilated places inside are blocked up!

Of course, she remembered that the fault of the original owner was not that she liked it, but because her black hair and black eyes made her extremely low self-esteem. Duanmu yingyue knew her psychology, so she anxiously and kindly instigated her to close the door, close the window and decorate the room black. In this way, when she was in the room, others would not notice her black hair and black eyes.

"This wooden shadow moon is too much! If she had known so, she would have punished her more severely!" she knew that the original owner was timid and inferior, and encouraged her to live in such a place. No wonder she looked more and more numb and her eyes were dull!

Duanmu yawang can't stand such an environment. She can't live in such a place.

A quarter of an hour later, she found housekeeper Liu and said to him, "I want to rearrange my room! As long as it's black, get it away!"

Housekeeper Liu was stunned and couldn't believe it: "Miss, are you serious?" you know, when the Lord knew that the miss was going to decorate the room like this, he was too distressed to eat. He often advised her to rearrange the room, but Duanmu yawang never heard of the Lord.

"Of course it's true." Duanmu yawang was not wordy at all and said, "take me to the reserve Pavilion in the mansion. I want to choose something to rearrange the room myself."

"Good!"

The reserve Pavilion of Prince Zhongyong's residence is very large. It is a whole house. There are many kinds of things stored in it, from a plate of common heating black charcoal to precious top spiritual stones.

However, it is divided into many small pavilions. Duanmu yawang first picked up quilts, pillows and blankets from this attic, and then selected desirable furniture from that attic. After walking ten small pavilions in a row, he wanted to go back when he felt almost the same, but saw the library Pavilion.

"Housekeeper Liu, I want to go in and pick up some books."

Housekeeper Liu thought he had heard wrong, "Miss, do you want to read?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" the library looks very large. It should be able to find a lot of books she needs, right?

"No, it's good," said housekeeper Liu, who was moved to tears. You know, the number of masters invited by the Lord to teach her to read was no less than twenty or thirty, but each master was angry within a few days. It's not that she was naughty and didn't listen to discipline, but that she was like a piece of wood. No matter what others said or said, she didn't respond. The master was so angry that he left.

Over the years, they have done nothing but see her in a daze in the dark room.

The eldest lady survived this time. She really seemed to have changed after she came back. It's a good change!

Housekeeper Liu opened the door of the library to Duanmu yawang. A huge library appeared in front of Duanmu yawang. Duanmu yawang was full of joy and said to Liu Guanjia, "go back and help me rearrange the room. I'll find some books and go back."

"OK."

Housekeeper Liu didn't take care of Duanmu yawang any more. He went to work by himself.

Duanmu yawang stayed in the library for about half an hour. After that, she searched all the books about spirit grass, spirit stone, elixir, medicine and poison in the library, with a total of more than 100.

The original owner only knew how to stay in his own dark room in a daze. She knew too few things, so she decided that her main task these days was to gnaw books and absorb knowledge!

She searched and determined that there were no things she needed and there were omissions. Regardless of the stunned appearance of the servants in charge in the attic, she asked people to move all more than 100 books to her room. At the same time, when she left, she also asked people to move several groups of bookshelves directly to her room.

Looking at her back, the servants in the attic gathered together one after another. You looked at me and quietly discussed: "is the eldest lady crazy and took away so many books at once? Can she finish reading? Even the second young lady can't finish reading for a few years..."

"Shh! What did she do? You haven't heard what the eldest lady did not long ago. Dare you mention it!" someone said angrily: "housekeeper Liu said that there will be only the eldest lady in the house in the future! If anyone doesn't obey the rules, drive away immediately!"

As soon as those people heard this, they immediately dispersed in a crowd.

When duanmuya looked back to the room, the room had been arranged. As soon as she opened the door, she found that the room was fresh and elegant, but she didn't spend much time looking, so she asked someone to move the bookshelves and books in.

She didn't ask someone to help her deal with the books, but asked people to put down their things and leave directly, and then sort them out one by one.

She was just halfway through the classification when the door was pushed open.

She squatted on the ground, took a book in each hand, looked up and found that it was gongyulanzhi and Sanskrit Sutra, stared: "what are you doing here?"

The Sutra held a long crutch, hung his head and sighed, "the two wing masters don't like it."

Duanmu yawang sneered, "that's the best wing room in Zhongyong palace. I'm not satisfied with it. Why don't you live in the palace?" I've seen picky people, but I haven't seen so picky people!

Gong Yulan's face was as cold as ever. At the moment when the door was opened, his unfathomable purple eyes scanned her room, and his beautiful thick eyebrows wrinkled and tightened.

Duanmu yawang was not happy. "What are you looking at? If you don't like it, go out!"

Gong Yulan looked like he didn't hear her at all. His eyelids didn't move. He didn't look at her. He frowned and went in. He stood in front of her bed, looked at her quilt pillowcase, and lifted his thin lips: "add another pillow to this bed."

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