Chapter 319: Friends Match

Early in the morning, the cold guards were invited to the kitchen as lobbyists. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Lord Shunrou, we are all rough people, and we are not particular about what we usually eat, so don't worry about it. If you really can't get used to eating our food, give me an order, and we'll send someone outside to buy it for you. ā€

"I usually cook food for many people, so I'm used to it. Xue Ying rolled up her sleeves and kneaded the dough with Qiaoya, "Don't worry, I won't be hungry for you." ā€

But that's not what he's worried about!

The Han guard smiled bitterly: "We people usually eat and drink, and it's okay to be hungry for a day or two, isn't this afraid that you will be tired?"

Qiao Ya laughed when she heard this: "You really don't know our young lady - is she the kind of person who is afraid of tiredness? ā€

The cold guards had no choice but to sit down and add firewood. Hearing such a natural conversation between the two people, Xue Ying raised her eyebrows: "It seems that your communication yesterday was good." ā€

"Yes, the Han guard looks like a little white face, but his skills are very good, I don't think he will be his opponent in another twenty years!"

"Where, with Miss Li's talent and hard work, as long as I train properly, I will be able to reach my current state in ten years. ā€

Xue Ying sighed: "Are you geniuses trying to anger me?"

Qiao Ya said: "Miss, you don't have to be too jealous, with your talent and hard work, as long as you train well, you will be able to reach my current state in fifty years." ā€

"you!" Xue Ying smiled and grabbed a handful of flour and threw it over.

There was a sound of laughter in the kitchen, and although the secret guard on duty outside did not move, he exchanged glances with a smile: it would be nice to be like this every day.

Through the food strategy, Xue Ying quickly became involved with the secret guards of the stove, and its penetration speed was so fast that even she herself did not expect it - but she also knew that there must be the instructions of the stove, otherwise no matter how delicious the food she cooked, she would not want to see the shadow of these secret guards.

The guy had been avoiding her all day, and he didn't know how far the pamphlet had been studied now. The formulas and design drawings on it can't even be fully understood by her, who is also a traverser, can she understand it with just two ancients?

But soon the cold guards informed her that she would leave for her new uncle early the next morning. That night, Xue Ying and Qiaoya were packing their things, when the Han guard suddenly knocked on the door and asked with a very earnest expression: "County Lord, we are going to set off fireworks, do you want to go out and have a look?"

How did they come up with such an unreliable excuse? Xue Ying squinted: "What's wrong with your master?"

The Han guard choked and replied, "The old problem is committed, and I need to let out some blood." Xue Ying was about to say something, but the Han guard said again, "The master said, this time it is a trivial matter, please go out just in case, it will not affect tomorrow's itinerary." ā€

"Who cares about tomorrow's itinerary?!" Xue Ying was so angry that she dropped the clothes on her hands, "Take me to see him." ā€

The Han guard stopped her: "This time is definitely not as serious as last time, county lord, you better go out and avoid the chin, it will be fine soon." ā€

Xue Ying stomped her feet and sulked for a while, but finally went out of the yard to watch the fireworks in a huff.

When he got outside, he found that the guards did not all "flee" like last time, and asked the Han guards: "What about the others?"

"This time it's not as dangerous as last time, and it's okay for us. ā€

Xue Ying remembered that she had met those people on the bridge before, and that time the stove had just spit out a mouthful of blood, but it made those men slow down for a moment, which showed that his blood had an effect on both men and women, but why did the cold guards say that it was okay for them this time? Isn't it all bloodletting?

………………

When he set off, he found that Gu Yizhi was also in the travel queue, and Xue Ying understood why the stove could set off so quickly - he didn't plan to stay where he was at all to study the booklet, but studied it while on the road, which greatly saved time.

Gu Yizhi came over and raised his hand to salute: "Grass people Gu Yizhi, see the county lord." ā€

"Mr. Gu is polite. Xue Ying respected him as a person, called him "sir", and bowed his knees.

Seeing that Xue Ying was so approachable, Gu Yizhi smiled slightly, put down his formality, and said: "Regarding the legacy of Xiang senior, Yizhi still has a lot of uncertainty, and if there is an opportunity in the future, I hope that the county lord can give advice." ā€

Xue Ying replied sincerely: "Mr. Gu is serious, as long as Xue Ying knows, I will definitely say everything." It's just that my knowledge is limited, so I'm afraid I may not be able to help much. ā€

Qiaoya, who was originally looking at the two of them curiously from behind, suddenly sighed, scratched her head and muttered: "I'm saying something I can't understand again." ā€

"Qiaoya. Xue Ying reprimanded.

Qiaoya closed her mouth, and her round eyes were full of innocence.

Gu Yizhi smiled gently: "I'm sorry, I'll pay more attention to what I say in the future." ā€

Gu Yizhi's peaceful and generous attitude made Qiaoya blush, a little embarrassed: "I just think that speaking politely sounds awkward, but it's better to be straightforward and refreshing." Both of you are cheerful people, and paying attention to those etiquette and honorifics has alienated the relationship. ā€

Gu Yizhi nodded in agreement: "What Miss Qiaoya said is very reasonable. That county lord, it is presumptuous, you and I will treat each other as friends in the future, how about it?"

Xue Ying couldn't ask for it. ā€

After getting into the carriage, Qiaoya lifted the curtain and looked back. Xue Ying wondered: "What are you looking at?"

Qiaoya didn't answer her question, her eyes rolled, and she suddenly jumped out of the car and ran back, knocking on the car where Gu Yizhi was.

Gu Yizhi opened the curtains, saw her, smiled and asked, "Miss Qiaoya, is there something?"

Qiaoya took out a bottle of ointment and handed it to him: "This is the wound medicine I usually use, it works very well." ā€

Gu Yi was stunned, and the smile on his face condensed slightly.

"It's about to rain, you're very uncomfortable, aren't you?" Qiao Ya couldn't help but stuff him, "It will be much more comfortable to rub it on the knees and the joints of the hands, feet and ankles." After saying that, he flicked his braids, turned around and ran away.

Gu Yizhi came back to his senses after a while, slowly lowered the curtain and turned around. The other man in the carriage, who had been writing something with his head down, raised his calm and beautiful eyes to look at him.

Gu Yizhi raised his hand and gestured to the medicine bottle in his hand, blankly: "Master, what does this mean?"

"In short, it doesn't mean trying to please you and then get some benefit from you. Take it. The man on the other side lowered his head and began to write again, and the carriage shook as it went, but it did not affect him much, and the writing was always smooth.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Be. Gu Yizhi was about to put it away, but the person opposite said:

"Aren't you uncomfortable? This medicine is for rubbing. ā€

Gu Yi paused, and then slowly medicated himself. After taking the medicine, he caught a glimpse of what the person on the other side had written, and Gu Yizhi's eyes lit up: "Someone broke into Star City at night?"

The person on the other side looked calm: "Don't worry, there is no one else in the world who can defeat Uncle Xiaoshi." ā€