The first lazy concubine in the world: tyrant He Qijia

Chapter 155 Entering the Painting: Two Places of Sorrow [05]

"You trust each other, of course I understand."

"I am indeed an outsider, but because I am an outsider, you naturally won't believe me, Huansha, you can solve this matter as you want, as long as you don't cause trouble to you and Qiuyue."

Qin Zhuiyi smiled faintly, very modestly.

In fact, she knew that people in the mansion would never spread this matter out, even if it was dealt with, Huansha would not make things difficult for her.

The final solution was still decided by Huansha, so after nagging all morning, Qin Zhuiyi returned to the room with only a bed and a wooden table, this time, there was an extra Dizhen.

"House arrest" Qin Huiyi's place is the confinement room in Ye Qiuyue's mansion. Most people come here to "calm down" when they make mistakes. Di Zhen came in like this, which made Huansha very embarrassed. If it got out, someone would definitely gossip again.

Qin Zhuiyi also took this into consideration, she let Di Zhen leave, and at the same time kicked out the little chicken and the little Jiubai fox.

"It's fine for me to stay alone. Just remember to bring me three meals a day. You can go anywhere for the rest of the time. Don't bother me. You beasts are like a mobile zoo."

I'm so upset.

The white fox originally wanted to stay with her and help her out of boredom, but how could she judge herself like this, put herself and those two guys with no IQ together in the evaluation, it was unbearable.

So the white fox walked away without saying a word.

Xiaojizai and Xiaojiu quarreled for a while, and then left.

Only Dizhen turned around every step of the way, with a look of reluctance.

Qin Zhui recalled embarrassingly, "Don't worry, Huansha won't do anything to me, you can come to me when you have dinner."

"Yeah." Di Zhen nodded, biting his lower lip, with an expression of about to cry, and his back was still lonely when he left.

Qin Zhuiyi shook his head helplessly, this person is just a child, habitually dependent on her, and she is habitually dependent on him.

After everyone left, Qin Zhuiyi hooked his fingers at Huansha, and Huansha walked over in two steps, looking at her suspiciously.

"Reminiscence, what's wrong?"

"There is something... I need your help." Qin Zhuiyi hooked his lips, and took out a folded piece of white paper from his arms, "You can find a way to get the things on it for me."

Although Huansha was puzzled, she still agreed because she believed in Qin Zhuiyi.

Everyone left, and Qin Zhuiyi was the only one left in the room.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, took off the small backpack around her waist, took out all the gadgets inside, and slowly laid it out on the bed.

She can't use her abilities in front of others now, so she can only rely on these things to win in battle.

She obviously underestimated such people and beasts. They have spiritual body protection, and ordinary medicines and tricks have no effect on them. To win, these things must be made more reliable.

However, she still has a more important task, which is to ensure the safety of Di Zhen, which she always feels is not that simple.

……

It was night, and the lights were still on in Di Zhen's room. He leaned over the desk, holding a jade pen, and stroke by stroke the woman's pretty face on the white paper.

The paintings under his pen are no longer the childishness in Qin Zhuiyi's memory, each stroke is done just right, making the expression and movements of the woman in the painting appear extremely real and lifelike...

(End of this chapter)