Chapter 5 No one can take her country away (5)
Chapter 5 No one can take her country away (5)
He Qingshan felt uncomfortable, what does the boy's nose upturned mean? Remembering that some masters do have quirks, he can only bear it.
Qianyan narrowed her eyes slightly, can she bear it? No wonder this He Qingshan does nothing, and in the end he can still control the world. She touched the giant sword, and she will play tricks again. When this guy is useless, just cut it with one knife.
He Qingshan's feet rose a touch of cool air and rushed towards the top of his head. He felt strange in his heart that there was no wind.
System 666 was extremely frightened, and kept praying in his heart, he could cut anyone, as long as he didn't cut him.
All are fragile and cannot withstand a knife.
"Madam, this is the soup that the king specially instructed the cook to cook for you." Ling Shi'er came to Qianyan with a cup of soup, her eyebrows lowered and pleasing to the eyes, she really looked like an ordinary maid. Who would have imagined that she would be able to get a concubine in the future?
The soup is a good soup, even with some ingredients added, there is nothing but a few mouthfuls of saliva.
As long as Qianyan was there, Ling Shier could only swallow her voice like this, and she felt really uncomfortable. Now it is basically two points of the world, the king still needs the other party, she can't do other small actions, she can only reward the other party with a few spit.
"Madam, you have just given birth. If you don't make up for it properly and your body suffers serious losses, then it will be bad." Ling Shi'er whispered to Qianyan who was standing beside the crib, guessing that Qianyan should have given birth to a daughter. I just went out to fight, I miss it, and I want to see more.
Qianyan looked at the sleeping baby girl, thinking in her mind, would she be so cute when she was a child? It should be said, was she so cute when she was a child?
Unfortunately, she was only cute for three days.
She subconsciously touched the position of her right face, and suddenly remembered that it was someone else's body, and there was no burn scar on her face.
The original owner could pay any price to have her protect her children. Why was her biological mother cruel and set a big fire in her house just for the favor of the concubine?
She didn't die, but half of her face was ruined, and she was called ugly by other siblings since she was a child.
"Madam, the young lady is sleeping soundly. Madam can see the young lady every day. Don't be in a hurry. You should drink the soup first, it will not be good if it's cold." Ling Shi'er urged again, "This is what the king ordered, Shi'er will do it. If not, you will be blamed by the king."
Qianyan finally set her eyes on Ling Shi'er, the other party lowered her head slightly, even so, she still caught sight of Ling Shi'er's mouth twitching. Not only that, the opponent's fingers tightened, abnormally tightened, and his body was still a little tight, obviously doing something bad.
"Shi'er, help me taste the temperature of the soup." Before Ling Shi'er could respond, Qian Yan glanced at Xun Zihuai, "Xun Zihuai said that I can't eat anything too hot recently."
Xun Zihuai, who was standing beside him, was puzzled and quickly reacted. Flattening his mouth, he still cooperated: "Yes, sister can't eat too hot recently, you should try the taste first, and it should not be too salty."
Ling Shi'er's face was stiff, she spit several mouthfuls in the soup.
Even though it was her own, she vomited it out and then ate it, and the thought of it made her sick to her stomach, it was really disgusting. But as a maid, she is not qualified to refuse the master's request.
"Yes, ma'am."
Ling Shier felt sick and scooped a little soup with a spoon. If Qianyan hadn't been staring at her, she would have just fooled her.
Now she can only be ruthless, close her eyes, open her mouth and put the soup into her mouth.
Resisting the feeling of extreme nausea, she swallowed the soup with difficulty and almost vomited it out, it was disgusting!
"How?" Qianyan asked.
(end of this chapter)