Chapter 128: Nan Ke's Dream
"Are you ready?" Jade Pendant asked seriously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"What do you need to prepare?" Chang'an was a little hesitant, but he really didn't know how to improve his Chinese language in this short period of time, and how he needed to prepare.
"Well, forget it." Yu Shen'er hated that iron was not made of steel, and a few words appeared in an instant: "Take it easy, just think it's a dream." ”
At this time, Chang'an had already returned to his apartment from school according to Yu Shen'er's instructions, found a quiet bedroom, and lay on the soft bed.
With Yu Shen'er's words, Chang'an felt that his mind was gradually blurred, his eyes gradually closed, and then he fell asleep.
The woman's shrill voice woke her from her dream, and when she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the ornate crystal chandeliers and the resplendent yet exotic decoration of the room.
What's going on, pressing his somewhat groggy forehead, Chang'an thought, didn't you say practicing English, why did you wear it again?
When I looked down, I saw that I was wearing a gray skirt, but I could still see at a glance that it was very different from the dress I was used to wearing.
Touching his chest, the jade pendant was still there, and Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he should still be able to go back.
While thinking about it, a few lines appeared in front of him: "Everything is ready, wait for good news." ”
Well, sure enough, it was still the ghost of the guy from Yushen'er, Chang'an was relieved.
"Dead girl, where have you gone? Why don't you get over here? ”
What caught my ears was unfamiliar with English, but it was amazing that Chang'an was able to understand the fluent pronunciation as if he had divine help.
This matter is too magical, Chang'an didn't care about the disrespect in the words for a while, but fell into a heart full of joy, and it was really a language that he learned after sleeping.
Ok, now, she can summon Jade Pendant and go home!
However, no matter how she called, Jade Pendant was silent. I was really impatient to be pinched and dragged by her, so I reluctantly threw out a few words: "It's not time yet." ”
Well, now that he is an uncle, Chang'an can only wait for the time being in this place that does not belong to him.
At this time, a woman who looked like a mother-in-law walked up to her with an anxious voice: "Oh, why are you still here?" Didn't you hear the young lady calling you, why don't you hurry over! ”
Chang'an responded indiscriminately, and the situation was pressing, so he could only obediently follow the woman out.
This room is even more ornate, and the place where I just stayed can only be described as "old and cramped".
A woman with plump breasts, fat buttocks and a slender waist is standing in the middle of the hall, holding the railing with both hands, allowing the woman who looks like a servant behind her to pull the ties of her clothes and tighten them desperately.
Seeing that the woman's face was already pale, her chest was undulating, and it was obviously difficult to breathe, but she kept commanding, "Tighter, tighter!" ”
Chang An watched and felt that the girl's waist was about to break, and she could even imagine the creepy squeak of the bones being compressed.
She didn't know what kind of place Jade Pendant had taken her to, and someone would have such a perverted hobby and order someone to torture herself!
Feeling a chill behind her, she was about to sneak away, but she saw the woman turn her head suddenly, saw Chang'an on tiptoe, and shouted: "Don't hurry up, what are you going to do!" ”
Although he didn't name him, but inexplicably, Chang'an felt that the other party was calling him, probably because the woman's Yin Owl's gaze was like substance.
"Oh, I ......" the first time he spoke, he was still a little uncomfortable, but the tone was also pure English, Chang'an was relieved, it seems that he can use this method more in the future, and when the time comes, he can almost become a proficient in many Chinese dialects and a rich and wealthy cattle.
Chang'an was shocked to find an amazing way to become a god.
However, before she could finish yy, the sharp female voice shouted again: "What are you, come here, fill me with a sachet, tie it to the corner of your clothes, if you are clumsy and delay my meeting with the duke, be careful of your life!" ”
Chang'an realized that from the time he woke up to the present, he seemed to have been holding something in his hand, and now if he looks closely, it turned out to be a spice.
So he stepped forward, picked up the sachets on the table, filled them one by one, and together with the other maids around him, he decorated the sachets all over his underwear.
It seems that he is skillfully doing things in his hands, but Chang'an's heart is broken. Originally, when I saw such a gorgeous decoration and a splendid palace, I thought it was such a magnificent and noble place.
But there was a masochistic woman who had no etiquette, and even the spice sachet in her hand was so rough.
The spices are ungrounded, let alone carefully blended. It's just a mix of large lumps, dead leaves, and seeds.
After living for so many years, she can be regarded as "thrifty" in the deep palace, but she has never seen such a shoddy thing.
Also, the sachet, let's call it the sachet for the time being, the fabric is coarse and hard, there is no embroidery pattern, but a large piece of color patched together.
In fact, if you use dim sum, it is also a minimalist color-matching work. But the difference is that the stitches are rough, and even the raw edges of the fabric can be seen. Is this also a sachet? Well, perhaps, the sachet that the woman weighed before would be more appropriate.
But Chang'an didn't know that the sachet that was rough in his eyes was actually regarded as a divine object in the eyes of that woman.
I saw that the woman who was still full of anger just now, holding the sachet, approached the tip of her nose, took a deep breath, and praised: "It's so fragrant!" With all this, I must be the most eye-catching princess in the banquet today. Qingnu, if the Duke can really choose me as his wife, you will be rewarded for your first merit! When the time comes, no one will be able to beat and scold you at will! ”
Co-author, are these rough things actually the credit of "myself"? And, green slaves? What a broken name! What's more, did it turn out that his identity could be beaten and scolded at will before?
Oh my God, this world is so scary, she wants to leave, although she has never been favored, but she has never been a person who can be beaten and scolded at will.
Who knows if you'll be hurt or sick, and when the time comes, you'll be able to go back with all your beards and tails!
Chang'an's heart was shouting, but his face still looked low-brow and pleasing to the eyes. Fortunately, the tempering of her acting skills during this period of time kept her from having any big flaws.
The girl combed countless braids on her head by the maid, and Chang'an felt a little pain in her scalp when she saw it. The maid finally stopped, and the woman carefully carried the long skirt and wore makeup that Chang'an could not bear to see, and left the gate proudly. (To be continued.) )