Next.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone in through the window lattice, and the whole room was already bright.

As if he hadn't woken up, Huang Jiu struggled to open his eyes a slit, raised his hand and gently rubbed his eyes, so that he could adapt himself to the bright light.

On weekdays, Huang Jiu can also be regarded as an extremely self-disciplined person, if it were at this time in the past, she would definitely get up quickly, but after being given a silver needle by the dumb guard last night, she only felt that her whole body was exuding the message that she was very tired, which made her reluctant to get up now.

After "fighting" with the bed for a long time, Huang Jiu finally got up.

Dragging his body like lead, Huang Jiu yawned and walked to the basin placed next to the bed, and wiped his face clean after a few simple pulls.

Dressed up?

No, this is very rare in Huang Jiu's world.

Huang Jiu simply put his hair in a bun and slapped it on his face a few times, and before he could apply the powder, he put the veil on his face.

When she came down from the second floor, she knew for the first time that it is not terrible to have no martial arts, but what is terrible is that after suddenly losing martial arts, you will have a serious sense of discomfort with your limbs.

The feeling of heaviness in his limbs made Huang Jiu feel that his hands and feet no longer belonged to him at all.

She felt that her legs were trembling with every step she took out, but looking at everyone downstairs, they had already begun to get busy, although Huang Jiu was crying bitterly in her heart, it was still necessary to pretend to be casual.

"Nine girls, morning!"

Before Huang Jiu could completely walk downstairs, her heavy footsteps had already attracted Chang Fuchun's attention.

Although Chang Fuchun was also a little puzzled, on weekdays, the nine girls walked lightly, and often people appeared behind her, but they didn't hear her footsteps, but today, the footsteps were so heavy, but it was curious, but he looked at the nine girls in their eyes, full of energy, but it didn't look like she was sick, Chang Fuchun has always been sleek, and naturally knew that there were some things that shouldn't be asked, and it was not easy to ask, so he just said hello to Huang Jiu.

"Well, early."

Huang Jiu yawned as she walked downstairs, and when she reached the edge of the table where she usually sits, she felt a little tired and couldn't help but sit down and rest.

Chang Fuchun was very discerning and served Huang Jiu a pot of hot tea.

After Huang Jiu poured himself a cup of hot tea, he put it on his lips behind the veil and blew it gently, and after taking a sip, he asked quietly, "Xiao Chunzi, what time is it?" ”

"Nine girls, it's already the middle of the day, let's hurry up and prepare lunch to welcome the guests, are you hungry, do you want the kitchen to make you some snacks first, you eat this first?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

Huang Jiu waved his hand weakly and said.

Now her whole body is weak, and even if she is hungry, she feels that she has no strength to eat.

"It's-"

Chang Fuchun was still hesitating, looking at the depressed Nine Girls, and didn't know how to comfort her for a while, but saw a slender and good-looking hand stretched out from one side, and in his hand was a plate of snacks.

Huang Jiu and Chang Fuchun looked in the direction where their arms were stretched, but they were dumb guards.

Huang Jiu glanced at the plate of dim sum that the dumb guard had just placed in front of him, it was a plate of osmanthus cakes.

This dumb guard is really gentle!

Huang Jiu chuckled, picked up a piece from the plate, put it to his lips and bit it gently.

It melts in your mouth and is delicious.

"Excuse me, can I dine now?"

Huang Jiu, who was tasting the osmanthus cake without asking, suddenly heard a voice from the direction of the door that made her feel quite familiar.