Jiang Jingyi: "(*｀ー′)Fine, fine, fine. Dream Salted Fish still dares look at me like that—she clearly hasn't had enough of being a maid."
"Fine, then I won't join in this excitement for now!" Jiang Jingyi said, turning to leave.
Mu Li had no idea what had gotten into him, but he had suddenly become the Female Emperor's lackey. When she left, he followed right after her.
Dugu Zixuan patted Meng Yutong on the shoulder and comforted her, saying, "Don't worry too much. It's true that the ancestor has no sense of restraint when she strikes, but she wouldn't actually beat someone to death."
Meng Yutong nodded. "Mm, I understand!"
After Dugu Zixuan left, Meng Yutong suddenly turned around and looked at Duan Shuyun, Leng Qingyun, and the others. "What are you all still standing around for? Go do whatever you need to do!"
Leng Qingqiu clenched her hard fists, somewhat unwillingly. "Master, we can stay and take care of Junior Brother too..."
"(｀?′)Insolence! Qiu'er, are you trying to usurp the host's role?"
"Third Sister, Third Sister, stop talking... Let's go outside."
Duan Shuyun tugged on her arm and flashed Meng Yutong a smile. "The few of us are going out to play mahjong for a while. We'll come back to see Junior Brother later!"
"Hmph, Third Sister's rebellious bones are becoming harder and harder to conceal..."
"I'll still have to find a chance to teach them a lesson."
"Mm... come to think of it, this rebel disciple has finally hit a wall. He's been far too arrogant lately..."
Meng Yutong closed his mouth and carefully straightened his collar for him.
But as she adjusted it, something started to feel off.
My, my... His muscles seemed to have grown even more!
Meng Yutong reached out to feel his chest muscles, abdominal