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Pann Xiaoman glared at the eunuch.

This eunuch was not even twenty years old. His skin was smooth and delicate, he had a pair of slender and charming peach blossom eyes, a tall and heroic nose, and a thick and moderate red lips. He had a dazzling smile on his face.

Wow, why are all the men in the palace so good-looking? Even the eunuchs were grown like flowers and jade.

Pann Xiaoman's mood suddenly improved.

It was said that a beautiful Chinese cuisine would definitely make one feel good when facing a beautiful man. She giggled, "My dear, what's your name? "He's not bad looking. Yeah, he's a bit like Wu Shixun."

The eunuch was perplexed. "Master, who is Wu Shixun?"

Pann Xiaoman was beaming with joy, "The Korean popular fried chicken, it's even more beautiful than women, even more devastatingly beautiful. It's as devilish as a male fox."

The eunuch was dumbstruck as he stared blankly at Pann Xiaoman.

After a long while, he carefully said, "This servant is stupid. I don't understand what master is talking about. What Korea? What red fried chicken? This servant doesn't understand what it is."

Pann Xiaoman glared at him and pouted, "You don't understand! You ancient people are just stupid! "Hey, what's your name?"

The eunuch replied, "Reporting to master, this servant's name is Xiao Xuanzi."

Uh, Xiao Xuanzi — it's the real name of the eunuch.

He drank the tea and ate the pastries. Not long after, a eunuch came over and passed down a decree for Pann Xiaoman to sleep in the Chonghua Palace — the so-called sleeping meant sleeping in a warm bed with her.

Xiao Xuanzi beamed: "Congratulations, master! Congratulations! Master is really lucky, just after entering the palace, he already got the favor of the Emperor, and is now able to sleep in the Chonghua Palace! "

Pann Xiaoman looked listless as she muttered to herself with a bitter face, "What's there to congratulate? If you don't let me go to bed, it's worth congratulating. "

Before going to the Chonghua Palace to sleep, he had to bathe for a while.

The bath barrel was made of bronze, and it was very big. It was filled with water. There were water lilies wrapped in gauze, roses, irises, lilies. The temperature of the water was just right. It was neither hot nor cold. The mist that was filled with the fragrance of the elegant flower suffused the air as it drifted towards the surroundings.

Several palace Maid stood beside Pann Xiaoman to help her undress and bathe.

Pann Xiaoman rejoiced. Luckily, her figure was not bad. She had the qualifications to be a nude model, so she was able to meet palace Maid's eyes when she undressed.

Although she was only fifteen years old, she was already quite tall. Although she had yet to grow and had a figure like a bamboo pole, her skin was white and thin, full of elasticity. Her limbs were long and soft, her waist was very thin, and her lower abdomen was flat.

After the bath, everyone dressed Pann Xiaoman up again.

Pann Xiaoman was like a doll, fiddling around for the rest of the day with those little old nannies until she lost all patience and couldn't help jumping up and cursing.

It was finally over.

Pann Xiaoman saw her face in the bronze mirror. I can't believe that the beautiful person in the mirror who was made to look like a flower on stage and had a classical charm was her.

It turned out that she could tie a horse's tail, dress her shoulders, and tie her hair into an ancient bun. She was a popular beauty in the modern world, and a beautiful beauty in the ancient world.