773, key person
Needless to say, Gu Qianxue's art skills, with just a few strokes, she can draw the image of the dumb slave.
The dumb slave opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were full of surprise and joy.
Qianxue picked up the paper and offered it with both hands, "For you, I hope you like it, Yaya."
The mute slave hurriedly took it, and then watched it many times, carefully loving it.
Gu Qianxue smiled wryly, "Just tell me what else you want, and I'll draw it for you. After all, we've been together for a few days, and when I die, you should also leave a thought."
Hearing what Gu Qianxue said, the mute slave's joyful expression gradually faded, his expression was downcast, and his eyes were full of reluctance.
If it was a few days ago, Gu Qianxue would definitely be sensational and let the dumb slave help her escape, but after these few days of contact, she couldn't bear it anyway. Because the second prince is not only the master of the dumb slave, but also the man whom the dumb slave secretly loves, let's not talk about the chance of the dumb slave betraying the second prince, only that once it is betrayed, it will be a lifetime of pain.
There are thousands of ways to escape, so you can't escape by stepping on other people's conscience.
If you can't escape, don't blame others, just blame yourself for being incompetent.
The dumb slave struggled endlessly, she didn't have many friends, and Gu Qianxue was her first friend, thinking that Gu Qianxue would die, her heart was blocked.
Gu Qianxue just watched the dumb slave struggling, turning around in circles for a while, scratching his ears and cheeks for a while.
Couldn't help laughing out loud, stepped forward and took the dumb slave's hand. "Don't worry, I won't let you help me escape."
The dumb slave looked at her in surprise.
Qianxue smiled and said, "When I die, you will feel uncomfortable, I know. But what if you change the angle? People have to die, even if your master doesn't kill me, I will still die. So, you just imagine that I am not being killed. Your master's death is a natural death of old age, isn't that all right?"
The dumb slave was stunned and blinked, her simple little head seemed to make sense.
The poor dumb slave was crushed by Gu Qianxue's direct IQ.
Qianxue's voice was extremely gentle and warm like a spring sun, "The relationship between the two of us can't tolerate impurities, and we just get along with each other purely, isn't that good? Besides, even though I'm dead, the body is still there, and the body is more alive and kicking, you If you feel lonely, just chat with my dead body, and I will listen quietly."
It was fine if Gu Qianxue didn't say anything, but the dumb slave burst into tears after hearing it.
"... It seems that I accidentally sensationalized it." Gu Qianxue stretched out her hand and scratched her cheek in embarrassment, hugged the dumb slave in her arms, and comforted softly, "Ya Ya, be good, don't cry."
While crying, the dumb slave took out two more jelly beans.
"..." Gu Qianxue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she took out two jelly beans, pushed them aside, and took another one.
The dumb slave ate jelly beans and felt much better.
Gu Qianxue suddenly had the desire to practice cooking again.
"Yaya, you rest next to me, I will write scriptures for the Ceylon Concubine." Gu Qianxue said.
The dumb slave nodded, and brought over the paper, pen and scriptures.
Gu Qianxue took a long breath and began to copy.
The room was instantly quiet, and time seemed to stand still. The stunning woman seemed to be sleeping in an ice coffin in the faint coolness. Gu Qianxue's hands and feet became cold after copying for a while.
She put down the pen, rubbed her hands together, glanced at the dumb slave from the corner of her eye, and saw him dozing off secretly by the side, his little head was bit by bit, very cute.
Qianxue smiled slightly, but the color of her eyes suddenly changed, becoming calm and composed.
She didn't know if the second prince would watch in the dark, and she didn't dare to make too much publicity, so she knelt on the bedding beside her, folded her hands in front of her, and leaned her thumbs on her lips, as if she was chanting or confessing, and then bowed her head Bye bye.
In fact, Gu Qianxue was blowing the whistle!
Although she knew that the stone wall was very thick, she still did not give up.
Maybe this Mujin and Zijin are particularly sensitive, maybe it happened that the killer from the Bloodyue Building approached the room and heard her signal
Until the last moment, she will never give up!
In this way, Gu Qianxue sometimes got up to write scriptures, and sometimes knelt down to confess, tossing and tossing for three full hours.
Qianxue was exhausted, but the mother gold in her ear did not vibrate a little.
When she returned to the room where she was imprisoned, Gu Qianxue had no strength at all, she leaned on the bed, her eyes glazed over.
Just when Gu Qianxue was about to fall into confusion, the dumb slave rushed up, grabbed Gu Qianxue's shoulders and shook them desperately.
The mute slave was so powerful that it shook Gu Qianxue so dizzy that she almost fell apart.
"Wait, Yaya, Yaya... Let's talk if we have something to say, don't shake it... I'm going to throw up if I shake it again... What happened?" Gu Qianxue spent a lot of energy trying to finish the sentence.
Seeing that Gu Qianxue could speak, the dumb slave breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to wipe off the cold sweat on his forehead.
"What's the matter?" Qianxue covered her mouth, really wanting to vomit.
The dumb slave hesitated, and then carefully looked at the door, making sure that the master was not here, and then gestured - that old master's eyes were so slack, and then he died!
Qianxue suddenly realized.
She suddenly remembered that she was accidentally manipulated by Concubine Ceylon in the palace before, and she was also deeply hit by the incident of the fierce king at the beginning, her willpower was weak, and then she was controlled.
Yes, no matter what happens now, her mind cannot be crushed!
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and when you open your eyes, you are no longer tired and lost, but with a faint smile, "Yaya, do you like sweet things?"
The mute slave nodded desperately and gestured with his hands—the master doesn't like sweets, so I can only eat them secretly.
Qianxue picked up the paper and pen beside her and started to write.
"See if you can collect these things." On the paper were written milk, sugar, flour, etc., and the ingredients were nothing else, just the recipe of the thousand-layer cake that was made when I was in Prince Li's Mansion.
It's just not a matcha mille-feuille cake, but a sweeter fruit mille-feuille cake.
The dumb slave took the paper, nodded excitedly, and ran out quickly.
Gu Qianxue sat down slowly, squinting her eyes slightly, and her eyes burst into sharpness.
After a while, the door opened.
"Gu Qianxue, you are very good at buying people's hearts."
The person who came was not a dumb slave, but Ling An, the Second Emperor's womb.
Qianxue raised her head slowly, "Second prince, no matter whether you hate me or not, no matter whether the death of Concubine Ceylon is related to me or not, don't you want to track down the real murderer? Don't you kill me and let the real murderer go free? ?” The voice became deeper and deeper, word by word, loud and clear.
The second prince smiled coldly, "Get away with it? Heh, I am too lazy to pursue the real culprit. I will not let everyone in Nanyue Kingdom go!"
Qianxue suddenly realized, no wonder the Mingjiao got a Yilanjiao to go to Guandong City to make a fortune. It turns out that the second prince's goal is not just one or two people, but to destroy the country!
First preach and then destroy the country!
"No, there is one most important person in the matter of Concubine Ceylon. You forgot, she may...not be from Nanyue country." Gu Qianxue hesitated.
"Oh, what a cunning woman." The second prince's eyes were full of sarcasm, "Okay, I'd like to see what other schemes you have."
"It's really not a conspiracy, it's just that I forgot just now," Gu Qianxue sighed, "I don't know if the second prince still remembers, does the maid Xinyuan?"
774, Xinyuan is not Xinyuan