Coupled with her enchanting look and flawless face, she is indeed worthy of the title of goddess. No wonder she is sought after by countless people.

The maid was stunned, obviously this topic was something she had not thought of.

After all, after she was brought back, the young lady immediately had someone treat her, and the process consumed a lot of money. I thought it was the young lady's relationship with her.

"Miss, me!"

"In the past few days, I asked someone to check. Pei Feng has given me his cultivation resources for a long time, and the person who took over this resource is you."

"However, after such a long time, I didn't see any of the resources that Pei Feng sent to you."

"Xiaoru, you have been with me for a long time, and you have feelings for me."

"Now, I will give you time and a chance to explain carefully. Who asked you to accept Pei Feng's resources? Where did the resources you accepted go?"

There was no hint of joy or anger in his voice.

But listening to her young lady's inquiry, the maid named Xiaoru couldn't help being startled, her small eyes showed doubts and said: "Miss, what are you talking about? Resources, it's not my lady, you asked me to collect them."

Did you do it? And Xiaoru handed it all over immediately?"

Having said this, the maid's mouth suddenly froze, and her whole body froze on the spot.

It wasn't that she stopped talking, but that her orifices began to bleed inexplicably, and then her body seemed to lose its strength, going limp and completely lifeless.

"Dead, his soul is rotten!"

A figure appeared in front of the dead Xiaoru, looked at it for a moment and said.

"Really?" Zhao Yan sighed, "Let's bury him."

"Miss!"
Chapter completed!