After the maid put away the clothes, Lianxing, who was rinsing herself in the bathtub, said:

"After you wash up and change, Master Xiao is in room number two. Just go there and follow his instructions."

After saying that, he turned and left without lingering.

Lianxing stared at the maid's uniform beside her, her eyes flickering with light.

Her lips moved slightly:

"A maid?"

"I never imagined that I, the Second Palace Master of Yihua Palace, would one day be a servant."

These words were spoken so casually that it sounded as if the speaker was laughing at himself.

Her voice still sounded tender and crisp.

But the aura he exuded when he spoke was completely different from before!

It exuded a subtle sense of power, causing even the water in the bathtub to sway gently.

But Lianxing looked at her left hand again, a thoughtful look in her eyes, and muttered to herself:

"Can we really believe what that girl says?"

No one calls me "sister" anymore?

Her eyes flickered twice.

"Splash!"

A loud bang!

The person stood up abruptly.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the house. If Xiao Yaoqing had seen this scene, he probably would have had a nosebleed.

Lianxing grabbed the clothes beside her, having made up her mind:

"Whether it's true or not, we have to give it a try."

At this moment, Xiao Yaoqing was sitting on a round stool in his room, his chin resting on his hand, pondering in his mind:

"How can we acquire her martial arts skills?"

As soon as the door opened, Xiao Yaoqing's gaze froze.

Lianxing, who had just finished showering, stood at the door, a faint fragrance wafting in with the steam. She was dressed in coarse cloth, but her face—to be honest, Xiao Yaoqing had never seen such a beautiful woman in either of his two lifetimes.

Even he was stunned for a moment.

Unfortunately, this stunningly beautiful face is marred by a disabled hand and foot.

Lianxing limped in, her movements slow and labored. She turned and gently closed the door.

Xiao Yaoqing felt a little uneasy watching her actions.

Who knows if this woman will suddenly turn on you and attack you?

Lianxing turned around, bowed slightly, and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, "Master Xiao."

Xiao Yaoqing steadied himself.

When you're acting, you have to go all the way.

He asked in a nonchalant tone, "What's your name?"

—Of course he knew.

Lianxing seemed to have anticipated his question and answered calmly, "Master Xiao, my name is Xing'er."

Xiao Yaoqing was delighted to hear this.

This isn't the tone of someone who's been a maidservant! Xiao Yu from the Prince's mansion always speaks like "this servant" or "this maidservant."

This guy, on the other hand, didn't even bother to use a polite self-reference.

However, he was too lazy to point it out.

A hint of amusement flashed in his eyes: "Xing'er?"

Xiao Yaoqing glanced at her and casually said, "If you come with me, you'll have to change your name."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over her left hand and left foot hanging at her sides: "This problem with your hands and feet looks like it's been going on for a while. It's heartbreaking to see you like this at such a young age. From now on, let's call you Lianxing."

Lianxing's right hand, hidden in her sleeve, tightened slightly.

She looked up at Xiao Yaoqing, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes.

Lianxing—that was originally her name.

Was Xiao Yaoqing just saying it casually, or had he already seen through her disguise?

If it really is the latter... the Heart-Shattering Palm technique can be used at any time.

But after carefully observing Xiao Yaoqing's expression and actions, she found nothing unusual, nor did she seem to be deliberately revealing her identity.

A hint of doubt arose in her mind.

The message Hua Yuenü sent back earlier made it very clear that no one in the world knew of the existence of the Yihua Palace, let alone that the Yihua Palace had two palace masters—Yaoyue and Lianxing.

She quickly observed Xiao Yaoqing's expression and realized that he was only interested in her because she had mentioned "Xing'er".

I didn't know her name, but I felt sorry for her pitiful appearance, so I just casually named her "Lianxing".

Two characters.

The right hand hidden in the sleeve slowly loosened.

She bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master Xiao, for bestowing this name upon me."

After saying this, Lianxing gritted her teeth inwardly.

It's clearly her own name, yet she's now thanking Xiao Yaoqing for bestowing it upon her!

If it weren't for that Black Jade Broken Heart Ointment, hmph!

However, the reason she had to swallow her anger wasn't entirely because of the medicine. More importantly, why was Xiao Yaoqing able to perform the "Transplantation of Flowers and Jade" technique, and even reach the pinnacle of its perfection?

There's another reason why she noticed Xiao Yaoqing the moment she saw him—he was indeed very handsome.

Lianxing, on the other hand, is someone who judges people by their looks.

When Xiao Yaoqing heard her thank you, he couldn't help but smile.

Especially considering that the person in front of him was the Second Palace Master of Yihua Palace, yet he was now bowing and scraping before him, the feeling was indescribably pleasant.

But he didn't show it on his face; instead, he put on a stern expression: "Since you've become my maid, there are a few rules you must remember. If you break the rules, get out!"

Get lost?

The good impression Lianxing had of Lianxing vanished instantly.

In her world, who would dare to speak to her like that?

Anyone who dared to speak to her like that would have been turned into a pool of blood long ago!

But she held back.

However, he had already made up his mind that he would definitely teach Xiao Yaoqing a lesson when he had the chance.

Lianxing lowered her head, gently bit her lip, and said in a very low voice, "Master Xiao, please speak."

Xiao Yaoqing raised an eyebrow, muttering to himself, "Hey, he can really keep his cool? Interesting."

He didn't really mean to hurt the other person. His intention in saying these things was similar to what he had said to Xiaoyu before.

So he added two more sentences: "First, you don't need to shrink your neck and lower your head in front of me; look up at me."

Nonsense, someone this good-looking, wouldn't it be a waste not to take a second look?

"Secondly, when you talk to me, don't keep saying 'Reply to Master Xiao' or 'Reporting to Master Xiao,' just call me by my name."

The rules are exactly the same as before.

Poor Xing lowered her head, completely stunned.

Of course she knew what a maid should do, and she understood even better how she should behave in front of her master. When Hua Xingnu reported things to her, she didn't even dare to raise her head, and she had to kneel to speak.

She thought Xiao Yaoqing would also establish such rules, but as she listened, she felt something was wrong.

She suddenly realized that being Xiao Yaoqing's maid was far too good a treatment, wasn't it?

This doesn't seem like the interaction between maids; it's more like the interaction between friends.

This rekindled her goodwill towards Xiao Yao, which had previously faded, and it was even stronger than before.

Just then, Xiao Yaoqing said, "Apart from helping me with my daily life, we'll treat each other as friends."

"If you don't mind, you can call me brother, and we can tell others that we are siblings."

As Xiao Yaoqing said this, he was actually a little nervous.

If it were Xiaoyu, she would have been grateful long ago.

But the one in front of me is Lianxing.

Would someone as proud as her acknowledge him as her brother?

Xiao Yaoqing's current probing is entirely based on the premise that Lianxing is still acting.

At this moment, Lianxing looked up slowly with a hint of surprise in her eyes, looking at Xiao Yaoqing in front of her.

She also realized that Xiao Yaoqing was completely different from the other men of status she had met.

Of course, she hadn't met many men either.

Meeting Xiao Yaoqing's deep and clear eyes, coupled with his face that was even more handsome than Jiang Feng's, Lianxing, a person who was obsessed with good looks, felt a slight ripple in her eyes.

If it were Yaoyue, she definitely wouldn't have reacted this way.

Even if it exists, it won't happen so soon.

Yaoyue is indeed susceptible to good looks, but her inherent arrogance far surpasses that of Lianxing.

Compared to Yaoyue, Lianxing is just a simple-minded little girl.

At this moment, Lianxing stared blankly at Xiao Yaoqing, and the words just came out of her mouth:

"elder brother……"

Xiao Yaoqing was completely stunned.

What's going on?!

Are you sure you're the Second Master of the Flower Palace?!

96. Lianxing has a lock on her heart; where is the key?

Xiao Yaoqing never expected that Lianxing would actually call him brother.

This doesn't make sense!

That's Lianxing!

In the martial arts world, who wouldn't tremble at the mere mention of her name?

But what's with this art style now?

Did Lianxing really go to such lengths to act in this play?!

Okay, Xiao Yaoqing is truly convinced now.

Of course, his first thought was that Lianxing was still in the play and hadn't come out yet.

But after calling out "Brother..."

Afterwards, Lianxing herself was a little confused.

She never expected that she would blurt out those two words without thinking at all.

But when she realized what was happening, her nose suddenly felt a little sore.

Logically speaking, Lianxing shouldn't lack happiness.

She has an older sister.

She has a sister who is also the number one martial arts master in the world.

Lianxing should have grown up carefree and happy under her older sister's protection since she was little.

But she's not like that at all.

Yaoyue's personality is as cold as ice and as ruthless as a knife.

He always had a cold, ruthless, and stern demeanor towards everyone.

She made no exceptions, even with her own sister.

When they were little, Yaoyue pushed her younger sister off a tree because of a peach on it.

Lianxing's left hand and left foot were crippled, and she would live in Yaoyue's shadow for the rest of her life.

After all, Lianxing is a girl too.

She should have had her own innocence and carefree spirit.

Do you remember what she said to Hua Wuque the most?

"Like you, I cannot disobey the Grand Palace Master's orders."

Because Yaoyue was too cold, Lianyue didn't dare to show even the slightest bit of the behavior a little girl should have in front of her sister.

She also longed to be like a child from an ordinary family, snuggling in her older sister's arms and acting spoiled.

But she can't.

Now... does she have an older brother?

To be honest, that "brother" I just said...

The moment she uttered the words, a surge of emotions welled up inside her.

Even more aggressive than knowing that his hands and feet could be cured!

However, she quickly suppressed her emotions.

She hadn't forgotten why she came here.

He was pondering that if he hadn't taken a liking to this young man surnamed Xiao, he probably would have already waved his hand and taken him straight back to the Yihua Palace.

But at this moment, Xiao Yaoqing had already stood up on his own.

He stared at Lianxing, a slight smile playing on his lips, thinking to himself, "You're acting so convincingly, it would be so irresponsible of me not to join in."

With a change of heart, he walked directly in front of Lianxing.

He raised his right hand and placed it on her head.

Lianxing naturally noticed his movements, and her first thought was to gather her strength and slap him away.

Xiao Yaoqing could even feel the surging internal energy within her body.

His expression froze, and his fingers trembled slightly.

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