The war outside was raging, but Zhuge Canglan was panicking in the Demon Palace. When she was with Yutian Xuanhuang, good news came frequently. From this, she could know the current war. The Demons occupied an overwhelming position.

There is an advantage, which makes Zhuge Canglan feel a little relieved.

She is a person who has no absolute distinction between good and evil. In her heart, treating her well is the right thing to do.

At the end of another day, the shouts of killing gradually subsided. Zhuge Canglan guessed that the heavenly soldiers must have temporarily retreated.

Just as he was thinking about Yutian Xuanhuang striding back from outside, his time to compensate Zhuge Canglan had been shortened a lot due to the war these days, so he cherished the time he spent with her when he came back every day.

He saw Zhuge Canglan standing at the door of the palace looking up at the sky. Although he knew that she was looking at the battlefield that had faded in the sky, he still felt happy because he felt that this was like a mortal couple. The husband went out to make a living, and when he came back at night

My wife was waiting at the door, feeling that warm and cozy feeling deep in her heart.

Yutian Xuanhuang quickly came to her side, grabbed her hand, and frowned: "It's almost winter now. Why don't you wear any clothes when you come out? Look at your frozen hands."

After saying that, he turned around and shouted angrily: "How do you serve you? Are all of them dead? Doesn't the master know how to use clothes to warm hands when he is outside?"

The maids serving in the palace felt a sharp pain in their chests. They were so oppressed that they couldn't even think about it and fell to their knees on the ground. Their throats seemed to be blocked and they couldn't say anything to beg for mercy.

Zhuge Canglan quickly pulled Yu Tianxuanhuang's hand and comforted him: "I don't care about their business. Although I am a mortal, I am not delicate. I am a cultivator. Why do I need a hand warmer? It's just me.

I was so lost in thought that I didn’t do any exercises to drive away the cold.”

Yutian Xuanhuang did not listen to the advice this time. He had a purple cloak in his hand and quickly put it on Zhuge Canglan. He said with an unhappy expression: "That won't work either. What do these useless minions want them to do?"

The servants in this palace are all carefully selected, and naturally all of them are very discerning. They have the best ability to observe people's emotions. They wear more clothes when it's cold and fan themselves when it's hot. These are the most basic skills.

But they clearly saw it but refused to do it. This can only mean that they are deliberately negligent.

It was probably because of the recent war that he had less time to come back, and Zhuge Canglan was not a person who thought too much about this, so they dared to do this.

A slave is just a slave. If he doesn't recognize his identity clearly and loses his role as a slave, what's the use of keeping him?

What's more, everything starts from the small to the big, and they are opportunistic and opportunistic, which shows that their intentions are evil.

Zhuge Canglan saw that Yu Tianxuanhuang was so determined and knew that there was probably no change in this matter, so he said nothing more.

She smiled: "Let's go, it's really cold outside, let's talk about it after we go inside."

"Okay..." Yutian Xuanhuang held her shoulders and walked into the palace.

And those palace maids who were originally serving in the palace were quickly dragged away by the guards. Zhuge Canglan didn't know how they would be punished, and she didn't ask. Anyway...it couldn't change anything whether she asked or not, so why bother asking for trouble?

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The palace maids were dragged away in front of them, and a group of waiters came in behind. They all lowered their eyebrows and bowed respectfully to Yutian Xuanhuang. They all seemed to be very well-behaved.
Chapter completed!