The Evil King and Medical Goddess Wife: Whose Hand Covers the World

Chapter 796

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796, Squeeze carefully!

Everyone was puzzled why the lord was so determined, this feeling seemed... the lord knew Princess Qianxue very well.

However, the lord and Qianxue County lord are clearly acquaintances for the first time!

Feeling puzzled, everyone followed Lu Weilou to the next foothold.

And in Dailin.

Gu Qianxue didn't just walk around blindly.

From the first foothold to the second foothold, she walked a total of 500 steps. Her height is about 165 centimeters. According to the standard of steps for a woman of this height, one step is about 50 centimeters, and 500 steps Two hundred and fifty meters.

While pretending to be a scenery, she silently counted her steps.

He stopped again at 500 steps, "Let's sit down for a while, I'm still very tired." As he spoke, he found a stone and sat down.

The dumb slave was very obedient and waited obediently by the side.

"Oh, by the way, where's the water?" Qianxue asked.

The dumb slave froze for a moment, with an embarrassed expression on his face, because the rest of the water he drank just now was poured out.

Gu Qianxue frowned, and looked at the dumb slave with aggrieved face, the dumb slave immediately understood, patted her chest and ran to continue looking for water, Qianxue took the opportunity to whistle secretly.

Outside Dailin, everyone received the message.

All the killers were very surprised—how could the lord conclude that Princess Qianxue is moving? And how do you know when and where Princess Qianxue will land? Although the secret whistle travels a long distance, if you go in the wrong direction, you still won't be able to receive the signal.

Then, for the whole afternoon, Gu Qianxue stopped and went, tried her best to distract the dumb slaves, and walked around Dailin in a daze.

When she returned to the room, Gu Qianxue was not tired at all. She ate, drank and rested along the way, but the poor dumb slave ran around like a little bee. Signs of sunburn.

Unlike yellow people, white people are more prone to sunburn due to the lack of melanin in their skin.

According to the race division of modern China, aren't the people of Chuyan Kingdom exactly Caucasian

Qianxue felt a little guilty, and when she came back, she put vinegar in cold water and let the dumb slave wash her face.

In the room, a dark fragrance surged, and it was a dazzling blue.

When Gu Qianxue saw the Butterfly Grass in the room, which was acting as the blue enchantress, her right eye kept twitching, and her bad premonition grew stronger.

At this moment, there was some sound outside the door, it was the sound of footsteps, followed by a familiar voice, "Where's Gu Qianxue?"

Qianxue was taken aback for a moment, her brows were tightly frowned, why did Gong Ling'an come again? Didn't he just take over as the leader of Mingjiao? Whether it is forced or has other purposes, but the new official took office three fires, he should be very busy.

Gu Qianxue was walking outside, just as Gong Lingan was going in, the two met.

Although the house is exquisite and luxurious, it is not big. Whether it is the room or the porch, it is characterized by exquisiteness. When the two meet like this, the slightly small space has a hint of ambiguity.

I don't know whether this ambiguity is caused by the area, or because of the darkly fragrant flowers.

Gu Qianxue was taken aback, and quickly took a few steps back, "Come here... What's the matter?"

However, among the blue flowers, the girl in green clothes stands tall and graceful, coquettish but not coquettish, charming but not coquettish, soft but not weak, arrogant but not crazy, what catches the eye more than her ever more beautiful face is her unique body. temperament.

Gong Ling'an frowned slightly, but his expression remained the same, "Did you forget to exchange conditions to get here?"

Seeing Gu Qianxue's confused face, he kindly said, "Don't you want to cure my sense of taste?"

Gu Qianxue suddenly realized, "But I have already suggested how to improve the condition, and the recipe has also been handed over to the cook. Isn't that okay?" Because she didn't have the slightest grasp of the disease, Gu Qianxue used the word "improvement" secretly, Afraid of being caught.

Apparently, Gong Ling'an didn't pursue this word, "Since it's a food tonic, the food is the medicine. It's the cook who prepares the medicine every day, not you. Even if it's cured in the future, whose credit will it be?"

Nature is hers.

Gu Qianxue shouted something in her heart, but she was not naive enough to quarrel with the other party.

The world is so realistic, and in many cases, problems cannot be solved by quarreling. "what do you want?"

Gong Ling'an said, "I don't want to do anything, how I was treated in the past, and how I will be treated in the future."

Gu Qianxue's face immediately turned dark, and after a long time of trouble, Gong Ling'an brought her to the ground, not in the golden house, but in the establishment of an exclusive canteen, the golden house kitchen

"What if I don't do it?" Qian Xue's voice was slightly cold, and she insisted.

"It's very simple, the transaction is cancelled, and you go back to the underground palace immediately. I guarantee that you will never see the sun in your life." Gong Ling'an slowly stretched out his hand, and pulled down the neat skirt, the scarlet cloak with gold thread , with religious dignity and holiness, matched with his impeccable face, like the bright sun, makes people blinded.

"you… "

Gong Ling'an stretched out his hand, the dumb slave was very bad, and kept making gestures - Qianxue, bear with me, cook, don't go back to the underground palace.

Naturally, Gu Qianxue can't go back to the underground palace. Now that she has made contact with the people in the Blood Moon Tower, if she goes back, it will be a waste of time!

"It's just cooking, and I can't die." Gu Qianxue went to the kitchen angrily, but found someone blocking the door.

Good dogs out of the way!

A sentence was almost uttered, but the words were swallowed back.

She is not afraid of death or being beaten, but victory is just around the corner, and she can't spoil the result because of her own impulsiveness.

"Give it up." He said angrily.

Gong Ling'an slightly curled his lips, but did not let go.

Qian Xue sneered, "If you don't let me go, don't blame me." Saying that, she rushed forward and slammed the person in the way away with her body.

But something unexpected was discovered. Gong Ling'an was obviously thin and looked very weak, but he stood there like an iron stake.

Helpless, she could only walk around sideways and cast a fierce glance at the back of someone's head.

Seeing that the two of them didn't pinch each other, the mute slave heaved a sigh of relief, and then chased after Gu Qianxue and kept gesticulating.

After entering the kitchen, Gu Qianxue's anger also subsided a lot.

Although she was very upset, it was not a matter of principle. Although she was fifteen years old in body, she was in her twenties mentally.

Selecting ingredients, washing, cutting, a whole set of business is extremely proficient.

"Yaya, help me squeeze the oranges into orange juice." Gu Qianxue, who was busy, threw an orange in the draw to the dumb slave.

Oranges are rich in vitamin C. Whether taking traditional Chinese medicine or western medicine, vitamin C should be added to improve immunity, increase the body's absorption capacity, and promote metabolism.

The dumb slaves are very strong, and their palm-sized hands are natural juicers.

She rolled up her arms and sleeves, and was about to show off her skills, but was stopped again.

"Wait," Gu Qianxue said, and then, a sinister light flashed from the corner of her beautiful eyes, and she reached out to take another orange from the shelf.

This orange is almost half yellow and half green, obviously not ripe.

Gu Qianxue tore open the skin a little, picked out the pulp and put it in her mouth.

Sure enough, it was sour and bitter, and there was an astringent taste!

"Squeeze this," Gu Qianxue smiled even more sinisterly, "Remember, squeeze carefully, don't waste a single drop."

797, the retribution of mischief