801, don't be frivolous
The seven girls received amnesty and expressed gratitude to Dade, while the newborn girl Antana also knelt down to thank the other girls, but she was actually resentful in her heart.
She would like to hear the screams of these sluts stealing her limelight. Of course, it would be even better if she pulled the ugly monster beside the leader together.
As she said that, she sneakily stared at Gu Qianxue.
Qian Renxue only felt uncomfortable eyes cast on her body, and looked curiously, but found nothing special, unexpectedly met Antana's eyes.
Why Gu Qianxue chose Antana is naturally because Antana is beautiful and loves beauty.
She smiled at Antana.
Antana was taken aback for a moment, and also squeezed out a weird smile.
Qianxue didn't take it to heart, she only thought Antana was shy, not to mention that the two were destined to be passers-by, and she had no plans to have a close friendship.
The seven women were brought down, and Antana was also taken down, but the first seven were sent to a forbidden place for cultivating witches, while Antana was settled in a palace where only saintesses could live.
Gong Ling'an and his party returned to Dailin.
"Hey, Gong Ling'an, can you answer my question?" Qianxue was full of doubts, "Why should I choose the saint? The saint will be your wife and concubine in the future, so you should choose according to your aesthetics."
Gong Ling'an didn't answer, but just calmly walked towards the house in the center of Dailin. "This seat is hungry."
Gu Qianxue was taken aback, "Are you hungry? Didn't you just eat?"
Gong Ling'an didn't answer, but just glanced at her coldly.
"All right, please wait a moment, I'll cook right away." Cook Qianxue ran to the kitchen resignedly, put on an apron, washed her hands, and started cooking.
That night.
After a treatment for the dumb slave, Gu Qianxue lay on the bed, thinking over and over what happened during the day.
There is a kind of unease in my heart, but I don't know where the unease is. Is it the work of the saint
Why let her choose
Neuropathy!
Forcing herself to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in her heart, Gu Qianxue remembered another thing.
She nervously took out the secret whistle and put it in her mouth hesitantly.
Why are you worried? It's because she doesn't make sure that the other party can receive the message. Maybe the other party is not there. After all, she can't stay on guard 24 hours a day, can she? Maybe the other party couldn't find a breakthrough and temporarily gave up on her rescue. It's even more likely... Surrounded by poisonous substances outside the Dailin, and there is a strange formation, she is afraid that the people in the Blood Moon Tower will also...
If you don't blow the whistle, you will have hope in your heart.
If it blows, it may break.
Gu Qianxue decided not to blow it up, just keep it as a thought for herself, and sighed.
But because of this sigh, she forgot that the whistle was still in her mouth, and blew it out in one breath.
"..." Gu Qianxue quickly took down the whistle.
Something that surprised her happened, as soon as she took off the secret whistle, her ear pinna vibrated.
She froze on the bed, eyes filled with disbelief.
he is
For some reason, she had a premonition that the one who replied to her message must be Lu Weilou, not someone else.
If it was really Lu Weilou, how would he brag about it? Did he take off the mask, or put the dark whistle under the mask
While laughing, Gu Qianxue continued to whistle secretly.
The man outside continued to respond.
The two of you just blow me back in the middle of the night until Gu Qianxue fell asleep.
In a flash, three days passed.
In the past three days, Gu Qianxue had a big harvest, that is, the condition of the dumb slave has greatly improved.
Although the mute slave was still unable to speak, his tongue could move.
At noon, when Gong Ling'an came to Dailin's small house as usual, he saw such a scene.
In a clean and quiet yard, under the willow tree, emerald green willows flutter in the wind. Two girls are sitting on a stone bench under the tree. The dumb slave has a mouth. acupuncture points.
"Does it hurt here?"
The dumb slave frowned in pain, but his expression was happy, and he nodded.
"What about here?"
The dumb slave nodded again.
Gu Qianxue was also delighted, and took the silver needle back, "Try, move your tongue, just move it a little bit."
The dumb slave nodded, working very hard.
But helplessly, the soft pink tongue remained motionless.
The dumb slave looked down, but Gu Qianxue chuckled and said softly, "Ya Ya, don't be discouraged, it's only been three days, if three days can cure a person who has been dumb for more than ten years, I'm not human. It's God."
When the dumb slave thought about it, it was the same, so he nodded happily, and expressed in sign language - Qianxue, I like you the most, and I am willing to give you everything I have.
Seeing that the dumb slave is so cute, Qianxue couldn't help stretching out her hand to pinch her little chin, "Okay, then you can be my wife and warm my bed tonight."
"Cough cough."
A light cough interrupted the conversation between the two.
It turns out that Gong Ling'an entered the courtyard at some time, and stood in the middle of the courtyard to enjoy the scenery.
The accompanying priest guarded the door, like a sculpture.
Looking at the dumb slave again, his little face was as red as a cloud of clouds.
Although Chu Yanguo's folk customs are open, it is also aimed at other countries. What kind of daughter-in-law or bed warmer is not a joke in Chu Yanguo.
Gu Qianxue gave Gong Ling'an a displeased look, "Why, do you have a cold?"
"No." Gong Ling'an replied.
"Why are you coughing if you don't have a cold?" Gu Qianxue snorted coldly, wiped and disinfected the silver needle with wine, and put it back in the bag.
After a few days of getting along, Gu Qianxue behaved well, so she had some freedom, for example, she could read the basic medical books of Chu Yanguo, she could have a set of silver needles, and she could even refine some penicillin and alcohol.
Gong Ling'an laughed, "Don't you know that coughing has another purpose - to remind you."
"Remind me what?" Qianxue's voice was displeased, "Remind me to cook, is someone hungry again?"
The mute slave was smiling, and liked to hear the quarrel between the master and Gu Qianxue, but he didn't know when, the two started to quarrel.
At first, the mute slave was still very worried, but later found that they were just arguing and playing, the master was not angry, and Qianxue was reasonable, so she was relieved.
"Remind you not to teach dumb slaves badly," Gong Ling'an said bluntly, "Just because you have thick skin doesn't mean others have thick skin. If such words are spread, the reputation will be ruined."
Gu Qianxue snorted coldly, "What do you mean? Warm the bed? Hey, you're so funny. It's cold at night. Why can't I find a sister to keep me warm? I didn't ask you to warm the bed either?"
Gong Ling'an's pretty brows were frowned, "Can you stop being so frivolous?"
Qianxue laughed, "Little girl is naturally coquettish, I'm sorry for obstructing your eyes, or you just treat me as a fart and let it go?"
Gong Lingan frowned even deeper, "Can you stop being so rude."
Qianxue shrugged, "The Great Hierarch really has a lot to do." Saying that, she didn't bother to argue with him, and started in the kitchen, continuing to work as a cook.
into the night.
The dumb slave went back to the room to rest, Gu Qianxue couldn't wait to take out the secret whistle, and played it against Lu Weilou until he fell asleep.
While sleeping soundly, she suddenly felt someone pressing on top of her.
The drowsiness immediately disappeared without a trace, because she could feel that the man pressing on her was a man, and she yelled in her heart that it was not good—Gong Ling'an wouldn't really come...to warm the bed, right
802, are you going to laugh at me to death