797, the retribution of mischief
When Gu Qianxue and the dumb slave brought the delicacies exuding the taste of Xugui to the table one by one, Gong Ling'an was lazily leaning on the chair, looking at the file in his hand.
He lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes moved slightly like butterfly wings, casting some light and shadow on the cheeks under his eyes.
His face was calm, but his thick eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
This is a side that Gu Qianxue has never seen before. If it was placed a few months ago, she would only find this scene ridiculous. After all, in front of her is the most unlearned and inexperienced prince in Nanyue Kingdom.
I don't know if Gu Qianxue and the others moved lightly or the person who was reviewing the file was too focused. The dishes were placed on the table for a long time, but he didn't raise his head, but his thick eyebrows tightened more and more.
Gu Qianxue and the dumb slave stood aside for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back, "If you don't eat, the food will be cold."
It took a long time before Gong Ling'an raised his head, but stared at Gu Qianxue fixedly.
Qianxue was taken aback, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to touch her face, "Is there... any problem?"
Gong Ling'an slowly opened his eyebrows, closed the file and put it aside.
Gu Qianxue hurriedly looked at it.
But I saw three words written on the file - the collection of saints.
What's the meaning
The dumb slave had a respectful face, without the slightest hint of doubt. Gu Qianxue concluded that the dumb slave knew the inside story.
Gong Ling'an began to eat, "What are you doing standing up, sit down."
Gu Qianxue said, "No need, I... am not hungry."
She was really not hungry today, because she had to find a way to send a signal. Two of her many excuses were that she was hungry. She ordered the dumb slave to find something to eat. After walking around Dailin, she ate two steamed buns and one steamed bun. Don't say I'm hungry at this time, I'm still a little bit full.
"Then sit down too."
"..."
Helpless, I could only sit down.
Fortunately, Gong Ling'an seemed to be in a good mood today, so she didn't force her to eat, otherwise she would really have to make sour plum soup to digest.
Gong Ling'an's dining posture was very elegant, but also very slow, with his eyes downcast all the time, thinking about something.
A meal ends in silence.
Seeing Gong Ling'an washing his hands in a small golden basin brought by the dumb slave after eating, Qianxue narrowed her eyes slightly, "Hey, haven't you drunk juice yet? Supplementing vitamin C can promote nutrient absorption."
Gu Qianxue said seriously, suppressing the urge to laugh.
Gong Ling'an took a deep look at Gu Qianxue, and lowered his eyes to the orange juice.
Every meal has fruit juice, Gong Ling'an has long been used to it, so he got up and took a sip.
Gu Qianxue peeked nervously, she wished the man in front of her could spit out the juice in one gulp.
It's a pity that Gong Ling'an just drank it quietly, without any change in expression.
Disappointed... extremely disappointed!
That's right, his sense of taste is out of order, and using his sense of taste to tease people, isn't that making a face to a blind man
Gu Qianxue sighed deeply, then lowered her head helplessly.
Suddenly, I felt a blackness in front of my eyes.
Just as Gu Qianxue was about to raise her head, someone grabbed her chin and lifted it suddenly.
The next moment, lips touched.
Gu Qianxue was dumbfounded, because she was so shocked that she didn't know how to react except to open her eyes wide.
But it wasn't over yet, he pried open her mouth, and a surge of sourness poured in.
It's the juice from the raw oranges.
The juice was sour and bitter, but it couldn't hide her shock at all.
He let her go, turned around and left the room, the red cloak caused a small arc due to his actions, like waves on the water, leaving only Gu Qianxue stunned.
Beside the door, the dumb slave also opened his eyes wide in shock, tightly covering his cheeks with both hands, his face was flushed, and he even forgot to greet his master.
Gu Qianxue fell into a chair, her face turned red and white and blue.
How is this going
What does this represent? No... That guy really still misses her, right
Could her luck be better
What kind of luck is this, it's obviously a rotten peach blossom!
But at the same time, Gu Qianxue decided on another thing - it's better to wait for rescue honestly, don't do it! This time is... um, don't you know what the next time will be? People are knives and I am fish. If the other party really wants to do something out of the ordinary, she can't think of any way to resist.
Although as a modern person, if you accidentally become a young woman who has lost her footing, she does not need to hang herself, but you still... try to protect yourself as much as possible.
The more she thinks that today's behavior is too risky, she shouldn't make some raw orange juice, what a mistake!
At this moment, the mute slave stepped forward secretly, blinking his eyes, as if flirting with Gu Qianxue.
Qianxue shivered twice, "Yaya, what do you want to say?"
The dumb slave stretched out his two hands and clenched them into fists, his thumbs were biting like a small head, and the smile on his face was also very ambiguous.
Gu Qianxue didn't bother to analyze what the sign language meant, so she almost understood it when she thought about it with her knees, "Stop making fun of me, Yaya, let me ask you, do you know what Gong Lingan just watched about the Holy Maiden Collection?"
The ambiguity on the dumb slave's face froze immediately, and then it was visible to the naked eye, his complexion turned from red to white, and he lowered his head slowly.
"What the hell is it?" Qianxue also became nervous.
The dumb slave raised his head, with guilt in his eyes, and gestured to indicate that the master might... choose a saint.
Gu Qianxue didn't understand it at the beginning, but after she understood it, she became happy from the bottom of her heart.
That's right, after the new leader of Ming Cult takes the throne, he needs to choose a saint. The saint is selected from among the outstanding women in the church. Not only must they be of the same age, but they must also have outstanding appearance and superb poison skills. Because the saintess must not only be the right-hand man of the leader, but also a good assistant.
Even if the leader does not marry the saint, the saint can't resist the leader's profanity, and raising children for the leader is one of the most important tasks.
"It's a good thing that Gong Ling'an chose the saint." Gu Qianxue clapped her hands happily.
Seeing the ghost's expression, the dumb slave yelled angrily "Ah", he didn't even bother to type sign language, and had to use his voice to vent his dissatisfaction.
"You mean, if your master has a saint, he won't like me, right?" Qianxue asked with a smile.
The dumb slave nodded.
Qianxue was even more proud, "It's better if you don't like it, and we will live together from now on."
"..." The dumb slave yelled "Ahhh" immediately after, but he didn't know what he was yelling.
Gu Qianxue's expression suddenly changed, she lost the previous teasing, and her face was serious, "You have a tongue but you can't pronounce it, and the tongue is useless in swallowing," the voice paused, "Ya Ya, be honest Tell me, since when have you been dumb, since you were a child?"
Mentioning his flaws, the dumb slave was stunned for a moment, but then nodded with sadness behind him.
Gu Qianxue frowned, and reached out to pick up a chopstick that no one had used before, "Yaya, open your mouth."
The dumb slave was puzzled, but opened his mouth obediently.
Gu Qianxue gently poked the dumb slave's tongue with chopsticks, but found that the tongue was soft and moderate in size, not stiff and swollen, thus avoiding the possibility of wooden tongue disease.
Since there was no silver needle, Gu Qianxue simply poked a few acupuncture points on the dumb slave's jaw with her fingers, but found that the response was good.
"It's neither a physical disease of the tongue, nor a disease of the nervous system," Gu Qianxue muttered to herself, "How can I be dumb?"
798, dumb slave poisoning