Chapter 780

"It's good to be alive.

Yao Zhendao," the people of xueyuelou are still unreliable. " Then he saw Chu Yan with a bad complexion and worried, "what's the matter with you, Miss Chu Yan?"

Chu Yan's eyes were at a loss, "I have asked Wu Fei to send many letters to the master, but the master has not answered the letter, master..."

Yao Zhen thinks Chu Yan is worried about the master's health. "Chuyan girl, don't worry. Master Su Kang takes care of him. Su Kang is calm, even if You'll send us a letter, too

Chu Yan knew clearly and nodded, "even if the master is in good health, why can't he keep in touch with him all the time? Is he really unable to contact him, or does the master not want to respond..."

Suddenly, the sound of the first smoke stopped suddenly.

"Princess Yao Chu, how can you like it? Maybe it's the master who has contacted the princess, so he won't pass through us. "

Chu Yan's bad premonition is more and more strong, but after thinking about it, he feels that Yao Zhen's words are reasonable, and he feels relieved and nods, "I hope so."

"Left Gang way," then how do we do, we continue to wait for death so

Early smoke Mou son a cold, "South Yue country is dead or alive, what do we do?"? As long as we protect Marshal Zhao, even if the kingdom of Nanyue is occupied, the master can bring the princess, or her whole family, to Beili or any other country in the world. "

"Yes." Zuo Gang knows it clearly.

Wisteria House continues to work step by step, each performing his own duties.

Menarche, Gu Qianxue pain for two whole days.

These two days are almost spent in bed, she suddenly remembered that in modern times, people often asked her how to deal with dysmenorrhea, she said that drinking brown sugar water to rest more.

Now I just want to hit myself in the mouth.

Drink what brown sugar water, eat pain piece directly!

It's really It's a lot of suffering.

Seeing Gu Qianxue get up, the mute slave is very happy and makes a gesture with his hand -- are you ok?

Gu Qianxue nodded, "Ya Ya, can you help me get some hot water? I want to wash my hair."

Dumb slave hastily agreed, and soon brought a large bucket of hot water.

Qian Xue washed her hair, wiped her body with a wet towel, and then changed her clothes. Only then did she feel alive again.

During this period, the dumb slave had already carried the dirty clothes out.

"Ya Ya, who always washes my dirty clothes?" Suddenly I realize this problem. It's OK to say that today's Because of the monthly affairs, I always feel embarrassed.

The mute slave pointed to his nose.

“……” Qian Xue was embarrassed, "that I'll do it myself next time, will you

The dumb slave shook his head.

"You watch and I wash it myself?" Snow trail.

The dumb slave continued to shake his head.

Gu Qianxue knows that the dumb slave looks easygoing, but in fact, she is very stubborn. No one can shake what she recognizes.

After thinking about it, Qianxue had an idea, "Yaya, I'll make you delicious candy, a kind of liquid candy called Tangxi."

Hearing this, the mute slave immediately excited his eyes and nodded repeatedly.

Then they went to the kitchen together.

Unlike modern snacks, there were almost no snacks in ancient times.

Candy is candy, the rest is cake.

And sugar, modern children have long been rare, but I think there will be no Chu Yan state, even if it is the state of Chu Yan, dumb slaves may not have seen.

It is more novel than delicious.

In order to make sugar rare and fruity, Gu Qianxue added juice.

Juice is still Hercules dumb slave to squeeze, and then put sugar and milk, slowly boil with slow fire.

The fire should not be too high, or the sugar will be bitter.

The dumb slave was beside him happily and bouncing, while Gu Qianxue was absorbed in the preparation. On the one hand, he was afraid of sugar paste; on the other hand, he continued to look for opportunities to send signals.

When Gu Qianxue put out the fire and lifted the pot from the stove, he found that the dumb slave was gone.

Where did the dumb slave go?

Qian Xue squinted and looked around quickly.

She knew that her time could not be wasted looking for a dumb slave. The kitchen was a delicate place, because although it was underground, it had many vents. In ancient times, there was no modern vent. There was a blower to achieve the purpose of ventilation. Here, the ventilation must be achieved by the cross-sectional area of the vent.

In other words, it's more likely to be a communication number.

Gu Qianxue urges the internal force to swim all over the body, and the skin is extremely sensitive because of this internal force.

She was sensing the subtle flow of air.

When she was close to the inside of the huge kitchen, she felt the strong airflow.

It's here!

Gu Qianxue was very excited. After checking nobody, he quickly took out the secret whistle and blew it wildly.

Whistling and praying, be sure to Must be found out! certain!

When Gu Qianxue was blowing hard, he heard the sound of footsteps.With a sigh, Gu Qianxue hid the whistle in his clothes and went back to the stove to deal with the sugar.

The dumb slave came back with an embarrassed look and hesitated to show Gu Qianxue -- master, he said Let you cook dinner. Since you like to drill into the kitchen, you may as well make dinner.

Although there is a kitchen in the basement, no one actually cooks here. The dumb slave takes the rice and vegetables prepared by the servants from the basement.

Hope is broken, Gu Qianxue's heart can not say sadness, forced to smile, "is not to prepare dinner, I do it. But Yaya will come and have a taste of the sugar and see if you like it

Said, will break two chopsticks, and then stained with sugar to stir up.

This kind of play was very popular in ancient China, even in modern times.

Dumb slave surprised, as if to find a new world, also learn Gu Qianxue like broken chopsticks, began to stir up.

At the beginning, the sugar is transparent, with milky white and light yellow, because there is milk and orange juice, but with the agitation, the strands of sugar gradually lose the sense of transparency, but slowly emit a sweet smell.

"You can try it." Snow soft voice.

Dumb slave nodded, and then put the sugar in the mouth, instantly, smile.

She can't speak. If she can, she will praise it with a sweet voice.

Gu Qianxue's smile on his face did not hit the bottom of his eyes. He kept drifting to the vent and sighed faintly.

On the other side.

A believer in the service of a priest nodded with the guard soldiers and walked out of the temple calmly. The setting sun in the evening was very dazzling, shining on his hat and casting shadows.

The deity returned home by car and changed his clothes.

But what no one knows is that when the night is just coming, a man comes out from the back door of the deity's house. He is dressed in night clothes and has excellent lightness skills. Soon he disappears on the continuous eaves. The place where he disappears is the base of XueYue tower in the East holy city.

The man went into the yard, played a secret signal with the guards everywhere, and then entered the main hall under the guidance of jueshang.

"My Lord," he knelt down on one knee when he saw the people in the room. "Today, I received a signal when I inspected the northwest corner of the fire hall."

Lu Wei Lou suddenly stood up from the chair, "really, you can't make a mistake?"

The killer's voice was firm, "return to the Lord, there's no mistake, because my subordinates have received more than one signal, but Later, the signal suddenly stopped, subordinates suspected, and the target character was controlled. "

Lu weilou took a deep breath and said slowly, "it doesn't matter. Just live."