C113 The crown tomb of the young marshal

At this moment, several maids casually opened the room of the Cold Spring Spirit. Upon entering, they went straight to the wardrobe.

"What are you guys going to do?"

Leng Quan wiped the tears off his face and stood up. He reached out his hand to push away the maid, then threw a heavy slap on her face.

"Even if Meng Yujun comes back, I'm still the young mistress of this house