Hou Men's Pampering: Splendid Little Doctor Girl

Chapter 345

At this time, her etiquette and demeanor were as standard as that of a royal lady in the palace.

An abnormal light flashed across Gong Huangjue's brutal black pupils.

Then, the corner of his mouth curved evilly.

"Seventeen."

Rong Qiao felt a chill in his heart.What did he want to enslave her for?
There are many thoughts in her heart, but on the surface, she is still kind and amiable, pure and innocent.

"Listen Rong Qiao, what other orders does the lord have?"

"My king suddenly felt some soreness in his shoulders, please trouble Seventeen to give him a thump." There was a bit of coldness in the deep voice.

Rong Qiao's clear eyes trembled. There is nothing wrong with her ears. This cold-faced ghost actually asked her to beat his back.

Gong Huangjue floated across her face indifferently.

"Seventeen, do you want me to repeat it again?" A hostility floated on his strong eyebrows.

Oh--

Rong Qiao was very angry with her dog-legged behavior, but at the moment she had to save her life.

Just a dog's leg and a few punches should not lose any flesh on her body.

So she shook her hand with a smile and said: "No need to repeat, Rong Qiao has heard clearly, clearly, word for word, without missing a single bit—"

"You talk too much."

Gong Huangjue's cold voice killed Rong Qiao's plan to divert the target with the force of words.

bump--

Something shattered in Rong Qiao's head, and she quickly raised her hands together, hitting Gong Huangjue's shoulder with one fist after another.

There was fire in her clear eyes, and she was gnashing her teeth, she wished she could bite this grim-faced ghost hard on the shoulder to dispel the hatred in her heart.

"Seventeen, isn't your hand strength a little too light?"

The chopsticks in Gong Huangjue's hands were slowly put down, and the strength of Rong Qiao's hands immediately turned into a ball of spring water, and she rubbed his shoulders for him with great effort.

"My lord, how about this, how is this strength? Are you comfortable?"

Gong Huangjue didn't say anything, but slowly raised the chopsticks in his hand again.

Rong Qiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, she didn't dare to do it again, she tapped Gong Huangjue's back with moderate strength, until he put down his chopsticks after eating, and wiped the corners of his lips with white silk.

"Seventeen." Gong Huangjue called out in a low voice.

"Yes, my lord, is there anything else I need to do for my lord?"

Rong Qiao cheered up and replied.It's time to let her go back now, she shouldn't have to work, hehe, she secretly smiled.

"Go make a cup of tea, Seventeen." Gong Huangjue drifted away to Piao Rong Qiao slowly.

In Rong Qiao's clear eyes, the luster spread out.What is he talking about, what is he talking about, making tea? !

Gong Huangjue's light, as cold as a soul ecstasy, swept over Rong Qiao like a searchlight.

"Yes, my lord, just wait a moment, the little one will make tea for you right away." Rong Qiao looked like a waiter in a shop again at this moment, she acted very much like her, bowed to Gong Huangjue, and hurriedly made tea went.

Gong Huangjue stared at Rong Qiao's retreating back, his usual cold lip line softened three points unconsciously.

As for Rong Qiao, she rushed out of the hall, and she was furious.

Grandma's Xiong Xiong, Gong Huangjue, I will remember you for my aunt, one day, I will let you serve me like this, there will be a day, she swore.

Gritting her teeth, Rong Qiao ran to the tea house and brought Gong Huangjue three cups of tea.

"My lord, here are three cups of tea, one cold, one mild, and one hot. Please choose a cup of what kind of heat the lord likes." She introduced the three cups of tea to Gong Huangjue with all her heart. Make small calculations.My aunt doesn't believe that you can still tease me like this?
The black pupils of Gong Huangjue's carnage faintly fluttered the three cups of tea on the table of the Eight Immortals.He reached out, took a cup of hot tea, lifted the lid of the tea, glanced at it, and threw it on the table, the hot water splashed and stained Rong Qiao's skirt.

Rong Qiao hopped and shook the hem of her skirt, she threw the water stains away, and then glared at Gong Huangjue.

"Gong Huangjue, are you looking for faults, aren't you? You can choose the temperature of the three cups of tea as you like. What are you not satisfied with? Tell you, I won't serve you anymore, auntie."

She rushed towards Gong Huangjue with the anger in her heart.Then she put the tray heavily on the table and left angrily.

"Seventeen, stop!" Gong Huangjue's icy light shot directly at Rong Qiao's back.

Rong Qiao was clearly aware of his surging murderous aura, so she really wanted to leave without being cowardly.But her feet turned in a general direction involuntarily, and turned back directly from the back to the front.

"My lord, what else can I order?"

She raised her eyes, her pleasing eyes were shining brightly, and that anger had long been stored away by her unknown.

"Re-soak!" Two simple words, cold.

"My lord, I'm not as smart as my lord, can I trouble my lord to tell me what kind of tea you want to drink?"

What she soaked for him was the first-class Longjing after the rain, isn't he satisfied?

"Clean tea." Another two words, which seemed to be squeezed out from the gap between the teeth, were still very reluctant.

Rong Qiao still didn't understand.

"My lord, what kind of tea does my lord need?" She asked cautiously.

There was a hostility between Gong Huangjue's brows.

"Plain water." This time he moved his lips and finally said three words.But Rong Qiao was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

"Wh-boil-water?" She made sure her ears were fine.

Gong Huangjue gave her a cold look.

She immediately stood up and smiled respectfully.

"My little one understands the prince's request, and now I'm here to exchange three cups of tea for the prince."

"Wait a minute!" The cold voice drifted behind Rong Qiao, Rong Qiao immediately turned around and said with a smile: "My lord, do you have any other orders?"

"You don't need three cups, a cold one is fine." Gong Huangjue's icy black pupils were condensed.

Uh--

Rong Qiao looked at him in surprise, when did he show any kindness?
Could it be that she heard wrong again.She just wanted to test her hearing, but Gong Huangjue no longer gave her the chance.

The murderous aura of his black pupils became stronger, and anyone with a little brain would not think of making him mad at this time.So Rong Qiao left sensibly.

For the time being, she believed in his little bit of kindness.

This time, she brought a glass of cold boiled water and placed it in front of Gong Huangjue.Gong Huangjue didn't say anything, he drank it all in one gulp, and then glanced at her.

"Seventeen, it's okay, you go back."

Hallelujah, Amitabha, all the gods and gods, she finally heard the most beautiful voice in the world.

"The prince, I'm leaving." She almost wanted to scream, but fortunately she still remembered standing on that territory, so she used her fists to hold back the ecstasy in her heart.

She is finally free!Great!that is really good!

She cried out in her heart.

"Seventeen, tomorrow you will go to the wolf den to serve and feed the wolf cubs."

Rong Qiao was in ecstasy for less than a second, and was immediately doused by ruthless cold water.

Feed the wolf food? !Her head drooped immediately, like a dead eggplant.

Gong Huangjue sat beside him, watching Rong Qiao's ever-changing rich expression, his usual cold lips slightly raised.

When the sky was bright the next day, Rong Qiao was summoned to the hall by the guards sent by Gong Huangjue.

"Miss Seventeen, the prince is affectionate."

Rong Qiao glanced past the guard indifferently. She ignored his message and continued to raise her legs and arms. She was doing gymnastics hard.

When the visitor saw that Rong Qiao's movements were not like moves, and his dance was not like dance, he felt a little puzzled.But he had to convey Gong Huangjue's order, he thought Rong Qiao didn't hear it, so he repeated it loudly.

"Miss Seventeen, the prince is affectionate."

Rong Qiao rolled his eyes and drifted away from the guard.

"I'm not deaf, it's enough to say it once, there's no need to be a repeater, repeat it for me again."

Repeater? !What is this stuff?The guard had doubts in his eyes.

Rong Qiao didn't bother to explain, the words her mother created were not something ordinary people could understand.

And she would not be kind enough to explain.

Besides, if she had to explain every word to them, she wouldn't be exhausted.

When Chunlan heard Rong Qiao spit out fresh words, she was able to calm down.

But seeing her handing Rong Qiao a warm wet towel, she didn't make a sound.

A look of satisfaction flashed across Rong Qiao's clear eyes. She took Chunlan's wet wipe, wiped her face, and returned it to Chunlan.Then she lazily said to the visitor: "You can go now."

Gong Huangjue was in the hall of Prince Zhong's Mansion, and she hadn't seen Rong Qiao for a long time. Between his brows, there was a faint hint of violence.

He just got up and wanted to teach Rong Qiao, a woman who pushes every inch and doesn't know what to do.

Rong Qiao had already appeared in his line of sight lazily and charmingly. Today, she was wearing a small orange shawl, a white gown, and an elegant skirt of the same color.

There is no hair ornament on the head, and it is still just a bamboo and plum blossom hairpin casually inserted in the bun.

Gong Huangjue didn't know whether he was dissatisfied with her dress or her late arrival, in short, a frozen cold light floated in his indifferent dark pupils, and in the cold light, there was also a suppressed angry light intertwined complicatedly And pass.

"Seventeen, you are late." His tone was extremely cold.

Rong Qiao saw that sixteen ladies were already standing in a row in the hall, but they didn't sit down at the dining table.The bowls and chopsticks on the big round table were arranged neatly, and the food had not been touched at all.

She pointed to the table and met Gong Huangjue's deep black pupils.

"Isn't dinner still open? I'm not too late." She walked over with ease and cheerfulness, ready to sit down and eat.

However, Gong Huangjue grabbed her from the chair and lifted her up.

Rong Qiao yelled in dissatisfaction.

"Gong Huangjue, let me down quickly. I didn't do anything today, so I didn't offend you. Why are you doing this to me?"

"Woman, do you want me to help you recover your memory?" Gong Huangjue stared at her face coldly.

"Seventeen, tomorrow you will go to the wolf den to serve and feed the wolf cubs."

The cold bloodthirsty tone passed through Rong Qiao's head and immediately shocked her.

(End of this chapter)