Juhua was also full of resentment and didn't want to come at all. "Yes, you just came back and don't understand many rules. Don't make jokes."

Yun Qiaoqiao's lips curled slightly, and a slightly ridiculous arc was drawn, "Whose maid are you?"

The two of them said at the same time, "Of course it's the wife's."

Yun Qiaoqiao threw away her shoes and combed her hair with a comb. She was slow and comfortable, and she was very comfortable.

"Okay, then go back. My temple is small and I can't afford you two great Buddhas."

She had a snow-like temperament, which made people retreat involuntarily.

Juhua was stunned for a moment, "We don't want to come either, but this is the wife's order."

Yun Qiaoqiao looked at herself in the mirror, with her snow-white midsummer, a long black shawl, a childish little face, a bit baby fat, and she looked like a harmless little girl.

A pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling, picked up the comb and threw it over, "Get out."

Not to mention Qi, Marquis Yun was not in her eyes.

Orchid hurriedly avoided it, his face even more ugly. "Miss Qiao Qiao, it's not good to have such a bad temper. I won't get married in the future..."

A white light flashed, crossing the orchid's silk, and a pain in her cheek, "Ah."

When she touched her face, she felt the blood from her hand and was immediately frightened.

Yun Qiaoqiao played with a dagger and smiled sweetly, "Sorry, I'm slipping."

"You..." Orchid looked at the bloody hand blankly, his eyes darkened and he fainted.

The chrysanthemum was frightened and shook in the corner. I had never seen anyone who drew their swords when they disagree.

Yun Qiaoqiao took out his small bag, which was a set of gray clothes, which was very ordinary.

She put her head on her body and tied her head up, so she looked like a pretty little boy.

Oh, thankfully, I brought an extra set of clothes.

Her eyes rolled, and she threw all the flowers, gems, jewelry, and light decorations into the bag, packed them and walked out.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Juhua mustered up the courage to block her way.

"Miss Qiao Qiao, you can't go out. This is the order of the Marquis."

Marquis Yun Zhihao Yun Qiaoqiao raised his eyebrows and pulled out the dagger casually, "I am used to being at will. Once my mood is not smooth, I will easily slip. Be more considerate."

Juhua's face turned pale, and she suddenly knelt on the ground, tears flowing down, "Miss Qiao Qiao, if you leave this yard, we will not be able to save our lives."

It's indeed a guy who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong.

Yun Qiaoqiao looked strange, "What's my business? You are not my slaves."

Juhua cried and blushed, shy and anxious. Yes, she didn't have this obligation.

However, she never expected Miss Qiao Qiao to be so tough at such a young age.

Yun Qiaoqiao smiled faintly, walked out without hesitation at all.

What about her, she hates threats the most!

She walked in the yard with a swagger, attracting countless attentions wherever she went.

But no one dared to step forward, as if he was a little scared.

Qiao Qiao walked to the front yard in the direction she remembered, and was stopped in front of the second gate.

The old woman guarding the second gate stopped her and her face looked very bad, "Miss Qiao Qiao, this is the second gate, not where you should come, go back quickly."

They all called Miss Qiao Qiao, not Miss, and they clearly disregarded her.

Qiao Qiao heard it, but she was lazy and fighting with some women. Is it interesting?

"Where is the Marquis."

The old woman replied impatiently, "How can the master be a slave know about his whereabouts?"

Qiao Qiao rolled her eyes, and her disrespectful tone sounded unhappy.

"What are you still keeping such a useless slave? Do you shit?"

The old woman lived in the backyard all her life and was best at observing words and expressions. She knew that the backyard was her wife's territory.

"How did you speak? It's a lady, it's not as decent as me...ah."

Her stomach suddenly hurt and her face turned pale.

"What's wrong with A Tang?" Madam Li, who was guarding the door together, was surprised.

The old woman's stomach felt cramped again and she was sweating profusely, "I'll go to the clean room and help me with it for a while."

"Uh?" Madam Li was stunned. Was she shit? Isn't that a coincidence?

Qiao Qiao walked over Madam Li openly and walked out openly.

Madam Li wanted to stop her but didn't dare to stop her. She always felt that this lady was a bit sarcastic.

Qiao Qiao didn't care what others thought, and walked to the gate with a swagger with a bag on her back and "open the door."

It was the gatekeeper who was yesterday. When he saw her, he was completely in a bad mood. Why did he come again?

How did the people inside work? How did they get out?

"Miss Qiao Qiao, you can't go out."

Qiao Qiao had a pretty face, "Open the door quickly, my lady's patience is limited."

The concierge A was panicked, but he didn't dare to let her go.

"Miss Qiao Qiao, you cannot leave unless the Marquis orders."

Qiao Qiao glanced at him indifferently, "You are suffering from blood today."

"What?" The doorman A's face turned dark. What does this mean? "Miss Qiao Qiao, you are not very kind to threaten a servant like this."

As soon as the words were finished, a strong wind blew.

"Be careful." The conciergeant called out urgently.

It was too late, a tile hit the doorman's forehead and blood gushed out.

Everyone was stunned and felt that the whole world was quiet.

Qiao Qiao looked calm and said with a smile, "Tsk tsk, it's indeed a bloody disaster, why don't you open the door?"

"..." It seems like the pause button is pressed, no one is moving.

Qiao Qiao simply stepped forward, opened the door, and flashed out.

Everyone watched her leave, but no one dared to come forward to stop her.

When her back disappeared outside the door, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, "What the hell is going on? What did she do?"

The concierge A covered his wound and felt extremely frightened, "I did nothing."

"But it's a coincidence." The concierge B was shocked and felt a breakdown inside.

Just as the two of them looked at each other, a crisp sound came from outside, "Don't miss it when you pass by, discount, and give it a half-discount. If you don't take advantage of it, you're a bastard."

The concierge poked out his body and saw that he was completely collapsed.

The petite and cute little girl set up a stall at the gate and set up things all over the floor.

Dizzy, what exactly does she want to do? Will she let people live?

Go back to your wife now!

Yun Qiaoqiao sat calmly on the steps, with things all over the ground, and shouting.

The place she chose was weird, young and loud, and immediately attracted countless onlookers.

The person who had a good deal couldn't help but persuade him, "Miss, it's not good to set up a stall in front of the Chang'an Marquis' Mansion. Let's change the place."

Yun Qiaoqiao pursed her lips slightly and pointed to the plaque in Yun Mansion, "It's okay, my surname is Yun."

"Huh?" Everyone stared at the plaque, a little confused. Is this the servant of the Yun family?
Chapter completed!