She was just an insignificant servant, and no one would be so bored as to run into her room in the middle of the night to harm her.
Qingluo continued, "But my daughter left for Wuji Sect at the beginning of the Mao hour. She must have arrived by now. Miss, you are late."
After the little maid finished speaking, she glanced at Shen Ning'er complacently.
This was her idea too.
She had to leave early to avoid being obstructed by some people and delaying her daughter's participation in the election.
At this time, at the foot of Wuji Sect Mountain, Shen Qiqi, who was woken up by her own maid before dawn and was urged to leave, was sitting on the grass, pulling at the grass under her buttocks with resentment.
Even though she repeatedly stressed that Chen Ning'er would not stop her from participating in the election, Qingluo was still worried. Not only did she insist on switching rooms with her last night, but she also dug her out of bed early this morning before the hour of Mao, saying that she wanted to seize the initiative... What initiative? The initiative to pull the grass?
Poor girl, she has been sitting on the grass for more than half an hour.
Fortunately, Xie Beiming was with her.
But it was also very boring, because Master Xie had been meditating all morning, as he said, "A day's plan begins in the morning." He was very diligent and hadn't spoken much to her.
Fortunately, she finally made it through.
Shen Qiqi narrowed her eyes, looked at the crowd coming towards her, then looked at Xie Beiming who was still closing his eyes to regulate his breathing. She struggled for a moment, but ultimately did not call him.
Although she is not a demon now, her reputation is still not very good.
And because of the broken engagement incident some time ago, the Xie family hated her to the core.
In this Wuji Sect election, there must be more than just Xie Beiming coming from the Xie family.
Therefore, it would be better for her to keep a distance from Master Xie, so that he wouldn't be caught in the middle.
After placing the dragonfly she had woven all morning on Xie Beiming's legs, Shen Qiqi was about to get up and leave to wait somewhere else. Young Master Xie, who had been closing his eyes and regulating his breathing, seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed her wrist.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
