The Soul Returns: The Peerless Imperial Daughter Begins to Abuse the Scumbag

Su Chenyin nodded slightly and responded with her red lips:

"Palace Master, thank you for your praise. I will do my best to live up to your expectations and those of the Qianluo Palace."

After a pause, she continued:

"But to be honest, this Saint Girl has just arrived at Qianluo Palace and is not familiar with many things here. I am afraid it will take some time to slowly adapt."

"If there are any omissions during this period, I hope the Palace Master will forgive me."

When Mu Gengli heard this, he immediately laughed heartily, his heroic spirit evident in his words.

"Hahaha! It's okay, it's okay. Everything is difficult at the beginning. Everything has a gradual process. Saint, don't be anxious. Just get familiar with it slowly."

"Saint, if you have any needs, just tell us directly. We in Qianluo Palace will spare no effort to satisfy you!"

Although Mu Gengli spoke very generously.

But in his seemingly generous words, Su Chenyin could sense a hint of imperceptible hypocrisy.

Just as Su Chenyin was thinking to himself, he saw a disciple in a green robe running towards him in a hurry.

Then, this disciple whispered a few words in Mu Gengli's ear in a low voice.

As the disciple spoke, a strange look that was hardly noticeable flashed across Mu Gengli's smiling face.

But just a moment later, he quickly adjusted his expression and put on a friendly smile again.

He turned around and smiled at Su Chenyin:

"Saint, I'm so sorry, I just received a message that there are some urgent matters that I need to deal with personally."

"How about this, you take a rest for a while, I'll let Ling'er take you to your room."

Su Chenyin nodded slightly, expressing his understanding, and said, "Palace Master, you can go about your business without any worries."

After Mu Gengli turned and left, Mu Lingyu, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke:

"Saint, please follow me and I will take you to your residence."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation and walked forward first.

Su Chenyin nodded her head lightly, took light steps, and followed Mu Lingyu through the winding paths and scattered pavilions, and finally came to a quiet and elegant courtyard.

There was a plaque hanging above the gate, with three large characters written in a flamboyant style - "Qingyouyuan".

Mu Lingyu stopped and turned to Su Chenyin and said, "Saint, this is your resting place."

"If you need anything, you can just call the maids in the courtyard. Of course, you can also look for me, the Holy Son."

"I understand. Go away." Su Chenyin waved his hand expressionlessly, signaling Mu Lingyu to leave.

Mu Lingyu responded quickly, then slowly turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

After Mu Lingyu walked away, Su Chenyin began to look around.

Her beautiful eyes were as sharp as cold stars, and she quickly discovered the countless figures hiding in the dark.

These people hid themselves very cleverly. If Su Chenyin did not have keen perception, it would be difficult to detect their presence.

There was no need to speculate too much, she knew very well in her heart that these figures hiding in the dark must be the people carefully arranged by Mu Gengli.

The purpose is self-evident, which is to closely monitor her every word and action.

Thinking of this, Su Chenyin showed a sneer full of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself:

"Haha... you think you can trap me like this? That's ridiculous!"

Then she walked into the room as if nothing had happened and closed the door forcefully.

There was a loud bang, and the door closed tightly, as if isolating the watchers outside as well.

After entering the room, Su Chenyin walked straight to a carved pear wood chair and sat down.

She frowned slightly, tapped the table with her slender fingers, and fell into deep thought.

Just as she was lost in thought, there was a sudden, rapid and loud knock on the door.

The sudden sound instantly made Su Chenyin feel alert, and her already tightly furrowed brows became even more wrinkled.

She raised her voice, with a tone of caution and doubt, and asked loudly: "Who?"

Then, a clear female voice came from outside the door:

"Saint, my name is Qingluo. I am the maid who is responsible for taking care of your daily life. I have specially brought you some exquisite and delicious cakes."

Hearing this, Su Chenyin frowned slightly and said, "Come in."

As she finished her words, the carved wooden door was slowly pushed open, making a slight creaking sound.

I saw a figure dressed in green maid's clothes walking in cautiously. It was Qingluo.

Qingluo held a tray steadily in her hands, on which was a plate of exquisite pastries.

She walked towards Su Chenyin slowly and cautiously, as if she was afraid that she would accidentally knock over these precious snacks.

After walking in front of Su Chenyin, Qingluo bowed slightly, then raised her head and said with a smile on her face:

"Saint, this is the cake that the Palace Master specially ordered me to prepare for you. Please have a taste."

As she spoke, her eyes were always on Su Chenyin, with a respectful and slightly flattering smile on her face.

However, Su Chenyin keenly caught the flash of tension and panic in Qingluo's eyes.

Su Chenyin remained calm, just staring at Qingluo quietly. Her eyes seemed as calm as water, but in fact, they concealed an invisible oppressive force.

Under such a gaze, Qingluo felt as if a thorn was on her back and began to feel uncomfortable all over.

She lowered her head involuntarily, avoiding Su Chenyin's sharp gaze, and her eyes began to dodge left and right, not daring to look him in the face.

Su Chenyin's eyes swept across the exquisite snacks, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She said:

"This pastry is so exquisite, it must have taken a lot of thought and effort, right?"

Qingluo, who was standing nearby, trembled slightly when she heard this, as if some secret had been seen through.

But she quickly regained her composure and replied respectfully:

"Reporting to the Saint, these pastries were specially prepared for you by Master Huang in the kitchen at the Palace Master's request."

"Master Huang is the well-deserved chief pastry chef of our Qianluo Palace!"

"His skill in making pastries is unparalleled. He treats every step of the process with great care, just to let the Saint taste the most delicious pastries."

Upon hearing this, Su Chenyin just said "Oh" lightly, but a hint of imperceptible sarcasm flashed across her eyes.

After a brief pause, she spoke again:

"In that case, I really have to thank you for your kindness. Put them down."

"Yes, Saint." Qingluo responded quickly and gently placed the tray of pastries on the table.

Then, she raised her head again, looked at Su Chenyin with a smile on her face, and continued:

"You have traveled a long way, and you must be tired and hungry, right?"

"Why don't you try these delicious pastries quickly, Saint? It will help you replenish your energy."

As she spoke, there was a hint of urgency in her tone, as if she really wanted to see Su Chenyin taste the pastries immediately.