Chapter 217: Human torture
Chapter 217 Human Torture
"Let people come in."
Xu Mingyi made up for a while in the morning. At this time, he was sitting outside drinking tea, and after hearing Zhu Xiu's message, he said.
Zhu Xiu responded and let the person in.
Sui Jiang Xing entered the room, and when she saw her, she saw the girl with half-rolled hair. She only wore a white jade hairpin on her head and put on an autumn-scented wide-sleeved gown, which was simple and leisurely.
But Suijiang is not paying attention to this.
He noticed that a fat bird was lying on the girl's knee at this time, and the fat bird was also looking at him.
Four eyes met for a moment, and they greeted each other lukewarmly.
"The son asked his subordinates to bring a message to Miss Xu."
Suijiang has always been rigorous in his work, and his words are almost verbatim. He repeated the "sentence" that his son had confessed to him.
Xu Mingyi nodded and said, "Thank you for me, your son."
At this time, Zhu Xiu has brought things in.
Xu Mingyi looked over and could vaguely see that they were all supplements.
And since it was sent by him, it must be all good things.
Will this be too trivial?
I know, although I know that she has sprained her ankle this time, if I don’t know it, looking at Wu Chao’s battle, I’m afraid she will take her half life in.
Xu Mingyi subconsciously wanted to decline, and asked Suijiang to take the things back, but after another thought, he didn't know what he thought of, so he didn't say what he refused.
She never made any excuses in the bottom of her heart—she was just, innocent, and didn't want to refuse his intentions to send people these things in his busy schedule.
Seeing that her girl had accepted these things by acquiescence, and now it was time to prepare dinner, Azhu thought about going to the back kitchen and making a cup of soup for the girl.
The girl’s injury is not a big deal, but after such a long journey, she really needs to make up for it.
Seeing that she had taken a ginseng, she was obviously going to the kitchen, Sui Jiang hurriedly said, “I’ll go together too, I can help.”
Azhu glanced at him when he heard the words.
She doesn’t need help.
But the other party was someone next to Wu Shisun at any rate, so she couldn't refuse directly, and walked out without comment.
Suijiang immediately followed.
Xu Mingyi followed Mao for his Tianmu without a moment, thinking about the theater and storytellers that Wu Chao had said. Before he knew it, a smile appeared in his eyes.
Tianmu raised his head and tilted his neck and glanced at her.
Perceiving its movement, the girl scratched its neck, and said in a cheerful voice: "What are you looking at? See you are so fat, how can you look far away..."
Others have to lose weight when they travel a long distance, but they are better, but they are more mellow.
How should she confess to Wu Zhao?
Tenmu indifferently "chirped" twice, and unrepentantly wanted to fight against the wind-to reach for the snack on the table with his head stretched out.
Xu Mingyi grabbed both wings and threw the bird to the ground.
Big Bird cried out in dissatisfaction.
"Can't eat anymore!" Xu Mingyi put on a strict mother posture.
The big bird jumped and cried.
Zhu Xiu listened to these movements outside the door, and couldn't help secretly wondering-can people and birds also quarrel?
In the kitchen, Azhu put the soup pot on the small stove and boiled, intending to stir-fry a few simple dishes.
This small kitchen was borrowed by them from the shopkeeper for the convenience of what they could do at any time, although they didn’t use it because they didn’t make good food.
"I'll burn the fire." Suijiang said positively.
Although he didn't like these rough jobs at all, he even felt that his identity was downgraded-but for the sake of the plan of the son, this sacrifice was nothing.
Azhu nodded.
The coolie sent to the door is not in vain.
So the two set fire to each other, and the other cut vegetables into the pot.
Suijiang looked at the dishes prepared by A Zhu, and asked tentatively, "Is Miss Xu's appetite simple and bland?"
This is one of your favorites, right?
Azhu replied: "During the recovery period, it is not advisable to eat too much."
Besides, she can't do complicated things at all.
After all, her specialty is fighting but not cooking.
"What do the girls like to eat on weekdays?" Suijiang asked, not forgetting to conceal: "The son said, he is too busy these few days to get away, let me do the landlord's friendship for him, and eat and drink for him. Don't be wronged and treat Miss Xu slowly."
Azhu didn’t know whether she believed it or not, she just said: “My girl is not picky, she likes to eat as long as it is delicious.”
Year-old Jiang was silent.
is simply a meaningless answer.
"Then I don't know what Miss Xu likes most on weekdays?" He asked instead.
Azhu said without hesitation: "Practicing arrows."
"Apart from practicing arrows?"
This time, Azhu thought for a while before repliing: “Apart from practicing arrows, my girl’s favorite thing is to figure out how to live longer.”
"......?"
Suijiang couldn't help being at a loss.
What's the answer?
And... Like to live longer? ——This preference can't cater to their son, after all, they can't let their son give his life to Miss Xu, right?
He now seriously suspects that this maid is deliberately playing Tai Chi with him.
Hehe, the defensive heart is really very heavy, no wonder the son has to entrust this task to him.
Maybe he was too impatient, this kind of thing must be done step by step.
Suijiang temporarily put away the chatterbox, and honestly added to the fire.
Azhu glanced at him.
This person has too many problems.
If it weren’t for Wu Shisun’s reasons to make her girl happy, she wouldn’t bother to talk nonsense with this unwieldy person.
When Suijiang left, Xu Mingyi asked him to bring his third eye.
She thought, Wu Chao shouldn’t have time to come over these few days. Tianmu has just arrived in Ningyang, so let Suijiang take it back so that their father and son can see each other as soon as possible to solve their lovesickness.
So, Tianmu was brought back to Dingnan Palace.
In Wu Chao’s courtyard, A Yuan pointed to the big bird sitting on a chair, and asked in surprise: "This is... the third eye?"
Tianmu straightened his chest and screamed-anyone other than it could have such a prestige, it was only a period of time away, do these stupid people actually don't recognize it?
"Didn't the Tianmu be left in the capital by the son?" A Yuan asked Suijiang, "It...flew back by itself?!"
"Do you think it looks like?" Suijiang did not answer the question.
A Yuan glanced at the big bird's chubby body-well, it really doesn't look like it.
"Then how did it come back?"
"Brought back by a girl."
"Girl...?!" A Yuan's eyes widened, and she asked in surprise and excitement: "Which girl? What is the relationship with the son? Where is it now? Does she look good!"
Suijiang glanced at him and said indifferently: "It's about the plan of the son, I can't tell you too much."
"……"
A Yuan opened her mouth.
The gossip made a beginning-what kind of torture is this?
(End of this chapter)