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"Woo-"

Although Mu Sen could not understand what they were saying, he could also feel the atmosphere in it.

He could feel the kind of love Yu Dongchen had for Qingming.

"Second brother, are you happy?"

"Wow!"

One person, one wolf, still using the language that each other can't understand.

Qing Ming stood on one side watching their interaction and couldn't help laughing.

Yu Dongchen stayed here, chatted with them for a while, and then left.

Qingming waited until he left before sitting on the bed again and continuing to practice.

In the early morning of the next day, she directly took her dowry and went to the room.

"Miss, madam is a little uncomfortable!"

The maid was a little frightened, and stood there tremblingly looking at Qing Ming.

"Yes?"

Qing Ming smiled slightly, put the dowry list in his hand, and sent it to the maid.

"I think she will be even more unhappy later, let her spit out my mother's things to me."

When the maid accepted the order, Qing Ming left easily.

The maid bit the bullet and took the list in.

She didn't dare to say what Qing Ming told her just now.

"Madam, the lady said, I want you to sort out your dowry."

After the maid said, she respectfully handed it up.

"what?"

Because she had torn her face, Shui Xuewei was no longer telling Qingming that there was none.

I don't want to continue the nonsense with her anymore, and I'm not seeing it.

But now this dowry, she thought Dou Qingming was dead, and she had long regarded the princess's dowry as her own.

Now Dou Qingming is going to get married, not only must he add all the things on the dowry list to her, but even prepare her dowry.

After all, it is the married princess. The court said that it was a good-looking princess. In fact, it is not my family who wants to handle all this.

Thinking of this, Shui Xuewei also panicked, always feeling that the things she had been busy with for the past ten years were all taken care of by Dou Qingming.

But it won't work if you don't prepare these for her.

Against her, he was against the entire Yong'an Palace, and he was really not her opponent, nor did he dare to be her opponent.

Thinking of this, Shui Xuewei's expression became even more lingering.

Suddenly, she felt that her body was getting wet again.

"Slap-slap-slap—"

She stood up and slapped the maids who were waiting on the side with her backhand.

After the maid was beaten, there was no way, she could only bear it abruptly.

"Follow me to the warehouse!"

When it was cleaned, Shui Xuewei took another deep breath and took the maids out.

The maid who was following Shui Xuewei now didn't dare to get out of the air, and could only go out step by step.

Because of Shui Xuewei's current health problems, she has no place to vent her anger. Basically, she vents her anger on these maids.

So... the maid beside her, even if she carefully covered her face with powder, still had those scars.

Qingming doesn't care about these now, she knows that she will definitely handle these for herself.

When she gets these things done, she can almost scare her stupid.

The days passed by day by day.

Shui Xuewei endured the headache and prepared all these things, and locked them in another warehouse alone.