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The two "brothers" slept on the ground with Lord Yuan Bao in the middle. Lord Yuan Bao was always the one with the best treatment with his own little bed. While it could not use his golden toilet any longer, the little princess had personally sewed a down feather blanket for it. Lord Yuan Bao was very satisfied—compared to Meng Fuyao, any lady was a lady.

This rabbit-like princess, Xuanyuan Yun, was still timid as a rabbit. When she first saw Meng Fuyao, she blushed, looked at Tie Cheng, blushed. Even when she saw Yuan Bao, she still blushed!

Naturally, Meng Fuyao's appearance was different from when she was at the True Martial Arts Meet. Since she had so many human skin masks, her hobby was now to pretend to be different beautiful young men; changing one's appearance could bring about trouble but also plenty of conveniences. Meng Fuyao was basically not afraid of any trouble, and so, naturally, she would have to plan to maximize the convenience.