Dear Commander-in-Chief

However, Uncle Zhang has always known propriety, and at this time, he couldn't explain much.

Anyway, now that Miss Xiao Qiao has moved in, she will understand in the future.

take it easy.

"Miss Xiao Qiao, please go this way, this is the bedroom..."

"Bedroom? So small?! The room outside is about the same size!"

"Ahem, Miss Xiao Qiao, that's not okay, that big room is the living room..."

"Forget it, let's just use it as a bedroom. I'll just use it for sleeping."

"Ahem, Miss Xiao Qiao, this is the kitchen..."

"What? I've never cooked. Don't you have a cook here?"

"Yes, yes, don't worry, I won't let you cook."

"That's good. Where's the coachman?"

"You can call me if you need anything."

"Great, are there any other young eunuchs? Oh, sorry, I mean, are there anyone else...who can be used?"

Uncle Zhang was confused: "..." Miss Xiao Qiao always mentions eunuchs, what does that mean?

Such confusing conversations are happening all the time in the villa!

It wasn't until half an hour later that Yun Qiao was so tired that she lay down on the sofa and fell asleep holding a soft pillow, and then she stopped a little.

Helplessly, Uncle Zhang asked the maid to put in the hot water and called her softly: "Miss Xiao Qiao, I know you've been tired for a long day. Why don't you go to the bedroom to take a hot bath and then sleep comfortably?"

"Hmm...everything here is so unfamiliar to me. I'm not used to it. Only this one is similar to the one in my palace. I want to sleep on the couch..." Yun Qiao muttered in a daze.

She was half asleep and half awake. She was very cute and made Uncle Zhang feel a little distressed when he saw her, as if he were seeing his own little daughter.

He sighed: "No, Miss Xiao Qiao, you will catch a cold if you sleep on the sofa, and your neck will hurt..."

"Okay, okay, you are more verbose than the little eunuch in my palace! I know this." Yun Qiao stood up helplessly.

Such a verbose old eunuch is not tactful at all, unlike those before her mother who have become sperms!

Followed Uncle Zhang to the bedroom.

Yun Qiao looked at the bathtub curiously.

She suddenly took a step back and covered her arms: "Is this the kind of bathtub where I almost drowned?"

Zhang Bo: "..."

He held his forehead and explained patiently: "No, Miss Xiao Qiao, last time I was in a hotel, and the hotel bathtub is more dangerous. The ones at home have anti-skid devices, so they won't slip off while taking a bath, so don't worry."

Yun Qiao felt a little relieved.

However, I always feel that this bathtub is a bit too ugly.

After thinking about it, she returned to the dining table in the living room, gently pulled a handful of petals from the pink roses in the vase, and then sprinkled them into the bathtub.

"Well, it looks much prettier this way!"

She needs a good bath!

Just like in the palace.

Well, I'm afraid that's too much to ask for.

There are only three or two maids serving here, but there are more than a hundred maids in her palace.

There are more than a dozen people who specialize in bathing.

Not to mention anything else.

Alas, forget it, I can bend and stretch, so I won’t care.

Yun Qiao took a bath and was still clear-headed at first, planning the next step.

She must quickly divorce this cheap husband, and then use the money to find someone to help her find out the cause of Yun Xiaoqiao's death and avenge Yun Xiaoqiao.

After that, she would take the money and go...

As she thought about it, her head gradually became a little heavy and her whole person became a little confused.

Hmm, this bathtub is okay, but it's too small to open...

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The Palace Sage saw off the ladies from various countries and returned to the conference room to continue participating in the talks with the leaders of various countries.

The relationship between countries is complicated, and there are enemies and friends.

The content of this discussion is very important.

He didn't return home exhausted until late at night.