The Evil King and Medical Goddess Wife: Whose Hand Covers the World

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775, copy scripture

In fact, the dumb guy ate a few bites when Gu Qianxue thought about the matter.

The soft cream melted into the mouth, and after eating a bite, the dumb just felt like they had melted.

And in the end, seeing the creamy juice cakes fused together, it was wonderful to cut and layer upon layer, and I was already eager to try.

"To eat like this." Gu Qianxue cut a piece, put it on a plate, and passed it to the dumb slave.

The dumb took a bite of curiosity, and put the layer cake into a kind, and saw that the small face was blooming, with a flat face, because the blush on the cheeks could be called cute.

"Delicious?" Gu Qianxue asked.

After eating a small piece of cake, the mute jumped up and down on the ground happily.

Use actions to express how much she likes cake.

Gu Qianxue was also motivated by her emotions, "eat more when it's delicious. Recently, I don't want to eat sweets. You eat them all."

The dumb asked in sign language-is it true?

Gu Qianxue smiled, "Really."

The dumb man was very happy and finished the cake and licked the plate in a short while.

"..." Qianxue sighed. I really didn't expect that this little guy was still able to eat, so he made another piece for her.

In general, Gu Qianxue and the slaves got along very well.

At night, there was another accident.

When the dumb came to deliver medicine before going to sleep at night, he found that there was only daily antidote and no corpse poison.

"Why, only this kind of medicine?" Gu Qianxue asked doubtfully.

The dumb man gestured with his hand-I don't know, the master only gave this one.

Then, as if thinking of something, the dumb put down the medicine, grabbed Gu Qianxue's hand, and jumped and jumped.

Qianxue is unknown. "You are doubting that the second prince will harm me?"

The dumb nodded constantly.

Qian Xue smiled, "How is it possible? Now the second prince is afraid to go back to investigate. Before that, he still needs me to be conscious, so he temporarily gave up the persecution and waited until the matter was investigated.

Mute slaves are anxious and rushed to compare — I will kowtow the master and not let him harm you.

Gu Qianxue shook his head, "What you need to do now is to go to rest, and I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow I will continue to write scriptures for the concubines of Ceylon."

The dumb nodded—you must copy the scriptures in good faith tomorrow.

Qianxue laughed, "Okay, okay, I know, you go to rest."

Finally, the dumb slave was coaxed away, and Gu Qianxue was lying on the bed, but there was no smile on his face.

She took out the dark whistle and put it in her mouth, even though she knew she could not receive the signal from outside, she continued to blow tirelessly until she fell asleep.

The second day.

I didn't see the second prince all day.

In the afternoon, Qian Xue couldn't help but ask, "Dumb slave, what about Gong Ling'an?"

The dumb just stopped talking--the master seemed to be out of the palace, he would not let me tell you.

Qian Xue smiled secretly in his heart, "Relax, I will keep it secret for you, let's go and copy the scriptures for the Ceylon concubine."

The two went to the main hall, and Gu Qianxue began to copy scriptures.

At first the mute was still with him, but as time went on, because it was too boring, the mute ran to the corner and snoozed to sleep.

Gu Qianxue Yuguang swept the dumb, relieved, put down the pen, knelt on the cushion in front of the ice coffin, and began to pray.

Saying it is a prayer is actually just taking the opportunity to blow the whistle.

One day passed like this, without gain.

The third day.

Still the same.

The second prince was not in the palace, and Gu Qianxue prayed for the Ceylon Princess to copy the scriptures and kept blowing.

After so many days passed, the expectations from the beginning gradually lost hope.

After praying, the dumb rushed to pull Gu Qianxue aside, pointed to his mouth, and then was a good smile.

"What do you want to eat?" Qian Xue asked, feeling calm and calm.

Dumb strokes-anything will do, I like to eat what you make.

The food of dumb slaves has always been bad, and when this young girl is most greedy, Gu Qianxue can understand. And the hints of the dumb slaves in the past few days, Gu Qianxue just pretended to be invisible because he was not in a mood, and now he is also a little guilty.

"To make a good food for you today, called roast duck." After a while, it has been a long time since I made roast duck.

The dumb blinked. It was obvious that she wanted to eat cake.

But at the same time, I was interested in roast duck, and finally struggling, decided to try roast duck.

Dumb gestures by hand-do you need any materials?

Gu Qianxue nodded, then began to write the ingredients list.

There are thousands of ways to roast duck. There is no hanging stove, and you can roast on fire. Although the taste is different, it is also delicious.

When Gu Qianxue slowly sliced ​​the duck meat and gave it to the dumb slave, the dumb boy jumped happily on the spot.

But suddenly, someone's voice came from the kitchen door, "Send it up." It was actually the voice of the second prince.

Although the dumb man was very happy to see his favorite master, he was still reluctant to roast the duck.

Gu Qianxue can understand that the teenage girl is at a greedy stage. At this time, food is more important than men.

"Ya Ya, in this way, you leave some in the kitchen, and the rest is delivered, and it will be fine at night, I will bake one for you." Qianxue whispered.

Suddenly realized, the dumb nodded like a new continent.

Qianxue reloaded the plate with his hands and feet briskly.

In addition to roast duck, duck sauce and chives in the tray.

I can feel that the second prince is a servant, and he has always been neat, and there is dust on his robe.

The cheeks were slightly thin, and the eyes were drooping, and the thick eyelashes covered the tired eyes. The expression was lost, but the whole body was terrible.

Gu Qianxue, holding the tray, saw this scene, and his heart was in pain.

Suddenly she missed the second prince who had no heart and no heart at the time, the second prince who did not learn to do anything, liked to join in the fun, and always ate fried peanuts. She still remembers that when the emperor gave her marriage, the second prince's sullen face now wanted to be so ignorant and cute.

Unfortunately, all this is gone.

Covered with water is difficult to close.

"I have done it in the palace before, but I forgot whether you have tasted it, and I don't know if you like it." Qian Xue placed the tray on the corner of the table and gently placed each plate in front of the second prince.

The second prince looked at the strange and familiar roast duck on the table and thought, "I have been testing medicine since I was a child. My taste has been paralyzed, and I only feel the poison. I can't feel the taste of the food, but I know that the concubine likes it ."

"..." The shock was sorrowful.

It was shocking that the second prince's taste...

Perhaps success will cost Superman.

But sorrow is really felt.

Qianxue turned her head and looked in the direction of the ice coffin in another room, said quietly, "Whether it is Princess Ceylon or Princess Qin, they are really happy. As a woman, I really hope to have such a filial son," but the voice After a pause, he said, "Forget it, don't be filial. If I die, I don't want him to take revenge, but I hope he can live happily."

The second prince suddenly looked up, "What are you talking about?"