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Prince Zheng was afraid that King Zhao would set fire to the forest in anger.

He waited for the carriage to go away, then took a side road and ran wildly.

The main road is smooth and comfortable to walk on. The small road is full of thorns, but it is much closer.

Gongzizheng used all his strength to rush into the dense fog forest before the carriage arrived.

As soon as Wuyou came out of the gate, he saw Gong Zizheng coming in tattered clothes.

If you look closely, you can see that his clothes are torn on the outside. He must have walked through some dense forest and been damaged by thorny branches.

"what happened?"

Wuyou pulled him in and saw that the shoes on his feet were so worn that they were about to fall off. If he looked closely, he could see that there were thin bloody cuts on his hands, arms and legs.

"Why did it happen like this?" Wuyou felt very distressed. He pulled Gongzizheng in and let him sit on the sofa. Wuyou went to look for the medicine box by himself.

She walked over with the medicine box, squatted on the ground and rolled up Gong Zizheng's trousers, and saw that there were thorns piercing his flesh on his feet. Just looking at them made Wuyou feel pain.

"where did you go?"

Gong Zizheng seemed not to notice the pain: "When I came here, I saw the royal carriage coming this way. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I ran to report the news first."

"What can happen to me?" Wuyou raised his head and smiled: "Don't worry, no matter he is the King of Zhao, King of Qi or King of Chu, there is no way he can do anything to me."

However, Gong Zizheng was still worried.

"It'll be fine if you don't go out. I'm afraid they will set fire to the forest."

This is really a thing.

Wuyou frowned and thought for a while, what Gong Zizheng said is indeed very likely to happen. The royal family has always been domineering. In addition, the current King Zhao is not a clear king, so he might do something stupid in order to find an immortal.

"Xiao Wan." Wuyou called out to Xiao Wan: "Can you hide the house?"

Xiao Wan thought for a while, and he was actually afraid that something would happen to Wuyou: "Okay, I will disappear soon."

Wuyou took out the tweezers and carefully helped Young Master Zheng remove the stabbing: "It doesn't matter, I will prevent them from seeing my house."

Gongzizheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After Wuyou removed the thorn, she applied ointment to the wound. When she stood up, she looked at the tattered clothes and felt distressed.

She had prepared a lot of clothes, but she didn't have any costumes for children of this age.

And even if there are ancient costumes, they are different from those worn by Gong Zizheng.

After thinking about it, Wuyou prepared to make clothes for Gong Zizheng.

"You rest here for a while." Wuyou patted Gong Zizheng on the head, and when he turned around, he was dazzled with joy. This is Zulong. Now he is not only so good in front of her, but also allows her to touch his head. This kind of treatment There is no one left.

With a smile on her face, Wuyou went to the warehouse to find a piece of fabric. She moved the fabric to the workshop, and then found a soft ruler for Gong Zizheng to measure the size.

Wuyou has a very good memory and does not need to take notes when measuring.

Once she took the measure, Gong Zizheng understood.

"If you don't worry about it, the immortal will have clothes to change."

Wuyou patted him: "Children, don't think too much. Since I'm making clothes for you, just accept it calmly. Why should you refuse?"

Gong Zizheng smiled.

Once you have taken your measurements, you can go and cut the clothes.

Gongzizheng was a little reluctant to leave her, so he followed her to the workshop like Little Tails.

Watching Wuyou lay out the fabric, he took a pen made of unknown material to mark on the fabric, and then cut the clothes.

After cutting the clothes, Wuyou did not use the needle and thread to sew. She turned on the overlocking machine and sewing machine, and first overlocked the cut fabric to prevent it from coming off. After the edges were overlocked, she started sewing with the sewing machine.

Gong Zizheng sat upright next to him, watching Wuyou's work without blinking.

He was secretly surprised.

He had seen Zhao Ji sewing clothes for him.

The needle Zhao Ji used was an iron needle, but it was not very sharp and was very brittle. It would break easily when sewing thicker materials.

Moreover, it is very laborious to sew clothes. With every stitch and thread required, sometimes it can take a whole night to sew a whole suit of clothes.

But the immortal sewed clothes too quickly.

I saw her put the fabric under the needle, and when she pulled it, the needle began to sew automatically. In just a blink of an eye, a large piece of fabric was sewn.Gongzizheng didn't realize how long it took him to sit there, Wuyou had already made him a suit of clothes and came out.

The main reason is that Gong Zizheng's clothes are very simple.

It's the kind of style where the outer garment is worn under the top and trousers, and the outer garment is not long, only reaching a little below the knees.

After sewing the clothes, Wuyou asked Gong Zizheng to try them on in the room.

He hugged the clothes and entered the guest room with a smile on his face.

After entering, Gongzizheng took off his clothes, then went to the bathroom to get hot water and wiped his body clean, and then carefully put on the clothes made by Wuyou.

His own clothes are made of linen, and to be honest, the wearing experience is really bad.

The material is very thick, and it feels uncomfortable on the skin when worn. It is also very irritating.

The material used by Wuyou is very soft. It is light and soft when worn on the body, almost as if it is not worn at all.

And the pants made by Wuyou are different from the ones he wears.

The trousers are very tight and don't expose the buttocks. I don't know how the waist is made. When you put it on, it is tightly tied around the waist and will not fall down without the belt.

After putting on his trousers, he put on his coat and coat, and finally put on his lower garment.

When waiting for Gong Zizheng to come out again, Wuyou smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Our Gong Zizheng is so handsome."

Gong Zizheng didn't know what handsome meant, but he knew Wuyou was praising him.

"Thank you, Immortal." Gong Zizheng, with a red face, bent down and offered his hands as a gift.

Wuyou ducked sideways: "It's getting late. I'm going to cook. You can come back after you eat... Well, after dinner, I will launch the drone to see if there is anyone outside. If there is no one, go out again." Save yourself the trouble of having people look at you before doing anything bad to you."

No human chicken?
Gong Zizheng was full of doubts, what kind of chicken was this unmanned chicken?Could it be a fairy chicken in the sky?
He had doubts in his mind, but he didn't ask.

Wuyou went to cook. Gongzizheng didn't know what he was doing, so he followed Wuyou into the kitchen.

The kitchen was clean and bright, without a trace of dust. The stove was made of a very smooth jade-like object. Gong Zizheng touched it carefully and found that it was really slippery. When he looked again, his shadow could be seen.

Worry-free, start a fire and cook.

The fire was able to start without firewood. It caught fire directly on the stove. I don't know why or what was burning.

And the water is not placed in a water tank at all, but there is a silver pipe. When the fairy stretches her hand to the pipe, clear water flows out.

Gongzizheng watched all this with rapt attention.

Wuyou cooked rice in the rice cooker first, and then went to cook.

She used both stoves, stewing ribs on one and cooking vegetables on the other.

Soon, the kitchen was filled with an alluring aroma.

Gongzizheng couldn't help but swallowed when he smelled the smell. The smell was really fragrant.

Outside the forest, the palace guards walked around in the forest, but always returned to their starting point.

These people walked around countless times, and when they were really tired, they sat down on the ground to rest.

"How can this be done?"

The commander of the guards frowned: "Your Majesty asked us to search for the immortal, but now we can't find it. What will happen if we go back?"

"But how can we find it?" The palace manager was also worried: "I don't know what magic has been cast on this place to keep us stuck in the same place..."

He pointed at the vaguely visible building not far away: "It's obviously close in front of you, but you can't get close to it, damn it."

"what……"

Suddenly, the commander of the guards and the palace steward screamed.

As soon as they shouted, the guards looked over and couldn't help but scream in fear when they saw this scene.

Right under their noses, such a large building slowly dissipated.

It really dissipated and disappeared into the thick fog, leaving no trace behind.

"The Immortal left and moved the cave."

"Quick, go back and report to the king."

"I'm afraid the Immortal will be unhappy at being disturbed..."