770, cream remover
As the heavy wooden door closed, it was followed by the sound of closing the iron door, and then it was locked.
Gu Qianxue began to inspect the room.
Because it was in ancient times, there is no need to worry about cameras and monitors, and there are no glass and mirrors, so secret surveillance is also eliminated.
After the inspection, when Gu Qianxue was hesitating whether to blow the whistle, she remembered the sound of the iron gate.
Is a dumb slave.
The dumb slave carried a huge wooden bucket with warm water in his thin body, and held a cloth bag in his hand.
Qian Xue was surprised and asked her to take a bath
Putting down the wooden barrel, the dumb slave opened the cloth bag and gestured with his hand to let it wipe his body.
Qianxue understood, it turned out to be Xiyanrong Cream.
Yes, since it's all exposed, let's take it off early, this thing is really domineering, and it will corrode the skin as time goes by, so it's good to take it off early.
"Mute slave, help me to guard the door, although... uh... you know... it would be too embarrassing if there is an accident." Gu Qianxue ran here as if afraid of the second prince having a convulsion.
The dumb slave nodded obediently and walked to the door.
Gu Qianxue also hurriedly dipped a towel in the potion and began to remove the cream.
It's okay if you don't unload it, but it's really shocking when you unload it.
It hurts and hurts, almost like skinning.
"Hiss... it hurts... oops." Qianxue couldn't help screaming.
The dumb slave guarding the door looked over curiously, pointed at himself, and then at Gu Qianxue, his clear eyes were full of doubts.
Qianxue burst out laughing, "I don't need your help for now, I'm afraid I will need your help later."
I couldn't help but have a good impression of the dumb slave.
Obviously she is the second prince's accomplice, why do you have a good impression of her? After thinking about it, maybe it was because of the pair of clear eyes of the dumb slave.
Originally, Gu Qianxue thought that the facial cleansing paste was like removing makeup in modern times, but who knew it would be so painful? It took a lot of effort to remove the left hand, and the whole arm was not white, but red, as if the skin had been peeled off.
Qianxue wanted to cry but had no tears, she scolded Lu Weilou a thousand times in her heart - she knew that the leader of the killer had no good intentions and was really trying to harm people.
But no matter how painful or difficult it is, we must continue to unload it.
When Gu Qianxue unloaded everything except the back, it was already an hour later.
The whole person is like a freshly boiled salt water prawn, glowing red.
"Dumb..." I just wanted to call Dumb Nu, but felt that the name was really ugly and disrespectful, so I immediately changed the word, "Yaya, can you help me fix my back?"
The mute slave froze for a moment, but didn't realize that "Yaya" was calling him.
Then he came to his senses and danced with joy.
Although the dumb slave has great strength, his hands are extremely light. Unloading the Yan Rong ointment on Gu Qianxue's back was even more comfortable than when she unloaded it herself.
No matter how comfortable it is, it still hurts.
After it was completely removed, Gu Qianxue was in so much pain that she just wanted to lie down.
The water in the bathtub was turbid, the dumb slave picked up the big bathtub and left easily, and carefully locked the iron lock after leaving.
In fact, even if the dumb slave was not locked, Gu Qianxue would not have the strength to escape.
Half an hour later, the iron lock rang, and the dumb slave came back carrying the bathtub.
Gu Qianxue got up suspiciously, "Yaya, you want me to take a bath?" Pointing to the tub.
The dumb slave liked his new name very much, nodded quickly, and put down the tub.
Qianxue cried, "Is it okay not to wash? My whole body hurts badly."
The dumb slave shook her head, her eyes were full of worry and pleading, she pointed to the water, and then took out a fine white powder from a paper bag.
Gu Qianxue, who was wearing a bed sheet, got out of bed and leaned over to look, "Is it salt?"
The dumb slave nodded.
Gu Qianxue sighed, "I didn't expect to meet such a good girl like you in this den of thieves. Are you worried that my skin will get infected and let me bathe with salt water to disinfect?"
The dumb slave nodded desperately.
Gu Qianxue felt warm in her heart, "Thank you, I will not let you down for your painstaking efforts." As she said that, she threw away the bed sheet, and went into the water naked like a cooked shrimp.
"Oh... It hurts me to death... It's really rubbing salt on the wound!"
After getting into the water, Gu Qianxue was in pain.
The dumb slave was also anxious, and kept making various gestures. Although Qianxue didn't understand, she guessed that what she wanted to say was something like "I'm just persevering, it'll be fine in a while".
After a stick of incense, Gu Qianxue finally picked up the last half of her life and crawled out of the salt water, jumped onto the bed and fell asleep soundly.
Woke up again, it was a painful wake up.
This kind of pain is not a pain on the surface of the skin, but a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.
Gu Qianxue knew that it was the Mingjiao poison that had taken hold.
The room is still bright, because it is underground, there is no sunlight, it depends on the light, so there is no difference between day and night.
There was no one in the room, Qianxue huddled under the quilt, and the whistle was still hanging around her neck like a necklace, so she picked it up and blew it.
Waited for a while, but did not get a response.
Pain struck, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.
At this time, her skin was still red when viewed from a distance, but when she got close, she could see tiny wounds on her fair skin.
There was salt in the cold sweat, and the wound was in severe pain again with the salt.
Gu Qianxue held on, and blew the whistle fiercely again.
Still, no response.
"Oops..." Gu Qianxue was lying on the bed exhaustedly, panting heavily, her heart was cold - at this moment, she was underground for an unknown number of meters, and the Raging Fire Palace was made of stone, so the signal was even more difficult to transmit.
"What should I do?" What is more terrible than pain is heartache.
It hurt like this for a long time, she was so tired that she fell into a coma, and woke up from the coma, until someone gently picked her up, stuffed her with the antidote, and then gave her water.
Reluctantly opened his eyes and saw the dumb slave, so he closed his eyes again and drank it with peace of mind.
I added another stroke of gratitude to the dumb slave in my heart.
Same time, another place.
A very hidden house in East Holy City, guarded by people with white skin, tall nose and big eyes, this is the branch of Blood Moon Building in East Holy City.
Wherever there are people, there will be disputes; where there are disputes, there will be vendettas; where there are vendettas, there will be Blood Moon Tower.
"Master, the signal has not been received. Our people have used secret whistles in various corners of the temple, but there is still no response." Jueshang's voice was hurried. Although the master did not show anything, the oppressive atmosphere in the entire branch has already explained The master is in a bad mood.
Lu Weilou didn't speak, but only tightened the pure black purse in his hand.
The purse is made of high-quality brocade material. It is long and has no patterns such as flowers and plants. It only uses a few lines that are fully outlined. It is elegant but masculine.
Inside the purse was a piece of paper with poems on it, specifically curse poems.
Seeing that the master did not speak, Jueshang waited for a while, and then cautiously added, "Master, this subordinate thinks... that the people of the underworld sect might transfer Princess Qianxue away?"
Finally, Lu Weilou spoke, "Extend the search area to the whole city... no, to the entire Chuyan Kingdom. Pass the order, Xueyuelou will suspend all missions except the missions it is currently performing, and come to Chuyan quickly country."
771, dumb slave