Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 136: Those who are close to ink are black? (5)
Qiaolan's words made the two stubborn people instantly clear up, and Wushuang smiled wisely: "Sister Qiaolan said that we are all Miss's servants, and we will listen to what Miss says."

Xia Qingge nodded in satisfaction: "Go, tell Mother Jiang, and order her to prepare a portion for herself and come over to eat together."

"Yes, this servant will go down and pass on the message." Qiaolan slightly turned around and walked out.

Wushuang and Xichun immediately withdrew to help.

After about a quarter of an hour, several people came in one after another. The dinner was very rich. Looking at the plates of delicious food, Xia Qingge was really hungry. I didn't expect to eat a lot in the Pingnan Palace during the day , and now I'm so hungry again.

After all the food was served, Xia Qingge ordered Qiaolan to close the door, and then beckoned a few people to sit around the table, and then they ate a meal together talking and laughing.

After eating the food, Qiaolan and the others removed the remaining vegetable stalks, and Mother Jiang immediately added tea for them.

She also sat down immediately, Qiaolan, Wushuang, and Xichun hurriedly returned to the room after cleaning up the tableware.

At this time, Xia Qingge became the protagonist of the audience. Several people, big and small, old and young gathered together, all waiting for her story with anticipation.

She coughed, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, and then started to talk. She continued what she said last time, how Zhang Wuji met Zhu Jiuzhen, and how he was confused by the pretended innocence of this woman's befriended face , until Zhang Wuji fell into the cliff, and met a copy of the "Nine Suns Manual". After learning this skill, his internal strength greatly increased, and he turned danger into safety. Zhu, Xiao Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo.

After talking for nearly an hour, she yawned, squinted her eyes a little tiredly, and took a sip of the warm ginseng tea beside her.

Only then did she look at the crowd, and she saw Suhe in her arms, Nanny Jiang beside her, and Qiaolan, Wushuang, and Xichun who were sitting across from each other. into Zhang Wuji's world.

"Okay, let's stop here today. It's getting late, and you should go back to your room to rest."

First of all, Qiaolan came back to her senses and looked at Xia Qingge full of admiration: "Miss, the story you told is better than that told by the storyteller at Chunyue Tea House. It is almost unheard of for a slave to live so big. It's really nice." Tight."

"Yeah, don't talk about you guys, I have lived for so long and I have never heard the story of "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji". The characters in this story seem to happen right in front of the old slave's eyes under the girl's narration. Worry about Zhang Wuji."

"Hehe, if you guys like to listen, I still have many stories like this, such as "The Eight Parts of Heaven and Dragon", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and so on." Xia Qingge looked at them with a smile, These ancient people really didn’t have much interesting things to do on weekdays. Men could still go out for a walk, and go in and out of various homes to have some fun, but women could only live a boring life every day.

These stories of hers may have been heard by three-year-old children in modern times, but in this Qinwu Dynasty, they are probably unprecedented, so it will relieve their boredom!

"Sister, I really want to hear all these stories." The more Su He listened, the more yearning he became.

Xia Qingge reached out and touched his head: "Okay, as long as you like to listen, my sister will tell you stories when she has time."

"Slaves should listen too." Xi Chun seemed to have just come to his senses: "Miss, Miss Zhou should be the woman Mr. Zhang likes, right?"

She was eagerly waiting for Xia Qingge's answer, but Xia Qingge glanced at everyone, and said, "Guess."

"Your maidservant can't guess." Xi Chun looked depressed.

"I really want to know, my maidservant guesses that it should be Miss Xiao Zhao." Qiaolan also asked curiously.

"No, no, this servant feels that Mr. Zhang's character seems to be more suitable for Miss Zhou. In short, it's better not to be that hateful Zhu Jiuzhen." Wushuang also agreed with Xichun's point of view.

Xia Qingge looked at the way they were discussing seriously, and shook his head: "I'm afraid you've got magic wands, but this story has just begun. If you want to know the follow-up complex, please listen to the next chapter to break it down."

She was also afraid of doing things and patted the table, and put Suhe on the ground: "Okay, Xichun, take Suhe down to rest, Mother Jiang, you should go back to your room to rest earlier."

"Miss, the servant has already warmed the water, do you want to take a bath now?"

Xia Qingge stretched, stretched out his hand and hammered his back, then nodded: "Well, let's go down and get ready."

After Qiaolan and Wushuang filled the tub with water, Xia Qingge told them to go down and rest. She didn't like people around her when she took a bath.

When she was the only one left in the room, she arranged the mechanism in the room and glanced at it. After confirming that it was arranged, she went behind the screen with peace of mind, quickly took off the clothes on her body, and stepped into the bathtub.

When the warm water tightly surrounded her body, she couldn't help letting out a soft sigh. After a day of hard work, she could really feel her whole body relaxed a lot after soaking in the water.

Stretching out her white and lush arms, she picked up the rose petals in the water, and the fragrance lingered around her. She smiled slightly, and closed her eyes comfortably, but she didn't want to gradually become sleepy——

When a white figure flashed into the room, he avoided the mechanism lightly and walked to the back of the screen. What came into view was a delicate and beautiful woman. Her long, curly black hair was scattered in the bathtub, soaked by water. The plumped petals were illuminated by the two candle lamps next to them, mixed with the reflected water light and swayed, surrounding the clean and refined woman. Her cheeks were flushed and her skin was like snow.The skin is as fine and smooth as creamy white jade, the small cherry mouth is not spotty but red, delicate and charming, and the two strands of hair on the side of the cheeks are gently brushed by the wind to add a bit of seductive style.

Looking at her sleeping face, the man in white shook his head inwardly. In the instant of ink, no wild thoughts flashed, but he fixed his face on the woman's face lightly.

Just as he was about to walk in, he didn't want to, he stepped on something under his feet, and the huanghuali five-faced and round flower next to it was almost torn apart, and then a glazed vase on it fell to the ground in an instant.

The white-clothed man's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his hand, and the vase that was about to fall was pushed up smoothly by the true energy from his body, and it fell safely in the distance.

But the sound of Huaji woke up the quiet virgin woman.

Xia Qingge was startled awake by the sound, and when she opened her eyes and saw the man in white next to her, she was obviously surprised.

(End of this chapter)