Moreover, the young mistress always seemed annoyed with herself, giving her a strange look whenever she wanted to speak.
Being a servant, it was indeed difficult, extremely difficult.
The maid came down from the carriage with red eyes, picked up the bag of silver coins the young mistress had tossed aside, carefully brushed off the dust, and then awkwardly approached with determination.
"Ladies and gentlemen..."
She just wanted to speak, but it was only then that she saw the temporary campsite, where the women who looked like house servants and protectors parted to the sides, and then, a girl in a purple dress walked at the front with six men following her in a line.
Maid Li Luo was stunned, feeling a bit dizzy.
In this world-shaking moment, she was at a loss for words.
Could this be an immortal?
How could there be such good-looking people?
