Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Xiaoyu continued to pretend to be lost, and even the space could not be opened, Su Haitang's heart sank.

The sudden big explosion had too much influence on them.

Xiaoyu had insufficient energy. He wanted to suppress the remnants of the nine-tailed celestial fox in Cheng Yuanzheng himself, and also to launch time travel, and to maintain a super-high time ratio in the space. Thinking about it, he was exhausted and panicked.

Fortunately, she and Cheng Yuanzheng had a avatar to supplement the soul energy, which saved them from serious injuries.

No, Cheng Yuanzheng's own soul energy was consumed more than half, far inferior to her. After experiencing the explosion, one loss and one make up, I don't know if it can be equal.

The situation is definitely not optimistic.

Su Haitang moved his sore fingers, scolded the man shamelessly, but instinctively defended his man.

He must have fallen asleep again, not his pot.

But he must also affect the actions of this new clone, otherwise the intimacy she soberly participated in would not pass the hurdle in her heart.

"Is your mother up? The hot water is ready, and the maidservant will wait for you to take a shower."

The low and soft voice was calm, the heavy curtain lifted up, and the coolness with a delicate fragrance penetrated.

"What time is it?"

Su Haitang frowned slightly, not accustomed to the soreness and weakness of his whole body like pulling a bone.

"The time is over."

Jinxiu respectfully put on her a large nightgown and helped her to go behind the screen.

Su Haitang pushed the person out of the screen, twitched the corners of his mouth to solve the physical problem, and couldn't wait to wash away the traces of his body.

The steam is evaporating in the large wooden barrel, and bright red petals are floating on the water.

Su Haitang bit her posterior molars, barely lifted her leg into the wooden barrel, sank into the hot water, and then took a breath and took off the red silk nightgown that was soaked in water slowly floating up.

Jinxiu hurriedly took the nightgown, put it on the red sandalwood screen, and withdrew respectfully.

"Niang, you soak first, and the servant girl will pour you a cup of golden dew."

Su Haitang was still thinking about how to distract her, but she didn't expect that she would wince and retreated automatically. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that she was a talent from the palace.

She sighed softly, soaking her body in the slightly hot water, feeling so comfortable that she wanted to sigh.

"Niang."

Jinxiu yelled in a low voice outside, seemingly afraid to startle her. After a few seconds, she moved gently and brought the clear and alluring golden dew to her mouth.

"Get your mouthwash first."

When conditions permit, Su Haitang never wronged himself.

Su Haitang ordered the ban, Jinxiu put down the cup, and wisely brought clean water to wash her face.

Su Haitang rinsed his mouth first, and drank the cup of Golden Dew, as if the dry and cracked field was moisturized by the rain, refreshing from the inside to the outside.

She leaned on the edge of the wooden barrel, closed her eyes and rested her mind, trying to run the Purple Qi Jue.

The refreshing drink with a slightly mint taste did not give her other feelings other than her appetite.

Su Haitang can't be said to be disappointed, probably he is sure that this place is pure ancient times, without the kind of magical spirituality overflowing.

"Manny, the servant girl will wash your hair."

Jinxiu said softly, and gently untied the messy bun on her head. After combing it gently, she lifted up the warm water and rinsed her.

"I'm so tired, say something to relieve boredom."

Su Haitang closed his eyelids relaxedly, and lazily ordered.

"Yes."

Jinxiu kept moving in her hands, speaking in a low voice.

"When the emperor got up at the beginning of Mao's time, the prince was waiting to go, and ordered to prepare a golden lotus for you, so that you can rest well."