Chapter 52: The Master's Quirks, Bed 1

Time passed calmly for a few days.

The wound on Qu Tan'er's back, as well as a faint dark blue, have not disappeared, but it is no longer painful.

On that day, although Mo Liancheng left, he soon sent someone to bring a box of fine plasters.

Although Qu Tan'er was on fire in her heart, she still endured it.

Nest in the snow yard, never come out!

"Mirror Heart, what time is it?" Qu Tan'er was lying on the table bored, and the gentle image that should be in front of others was extremely destroyed at this time.

Jingxin walked into the house, put the tea down, and replied, "There is still some time until lunch." ”

"It's just, why do I feel as if a long time has passed, some delusion, it's time for dinner instead of lunch?"

"But it's true that the time for lunch hasn't come yet."

"Where's the moon?" Qu Tan'er asked weakly, she was really depressed about this kind of life.

Staying in the Eight Princes' Mansion is much better than Qu Mansion, at least you don't have to look at people's faces every day, but, no matter how good a law is, it can't do without a cage after all.

A small cage, then a big one.

"They're busy in the kitchen, and I'm sure they're learning how to make dim sum." The mirror heart returned.

"They're quite comfortable here." Qu Tan'er pouted a little unpleasantly, others were doing well, but she was bored alone.

"Don't you like it here?"

"I just want to get out of here one day and live the life I want to live, and I yearn for freedom." Qu Tan'er raised her eyes to look at the sky outside the door, and her eyes were even more helpless. Even if you really can't go back to where you came, as for you to be able to live happily and comfortably, that's fine.

"It's been two years since the master said it." Jingxin smiled lightly.

"It's just that after two years, the results didn't come to fruition, so I was so depressed that I was going to die...... By the way, what I told you to do a few days ago, how are you doing? Qu Tan'er suddenly thought of something and immediately asked.

"Almost all the slaves and maids have been looking for it, and there is no bed in the palace painted by the master." Jingxin worked hard for several days, but it was still in vain. After all, there are beds in some places, not a big girl can go in and see them, and she has to find all kinds of excuses.

"What about the women of Murlian? What about their beds? ”

"Nope." Kagami shook her head helplessly.

After the master committed suicide by hitting the wall for two years and didn't die, he woke up with a quirk, always - like to find a bed! In the Qu Mansion, large and small, up and down, as well as the beds of the lord and the eldest lady, she looked at them one by one. Finally, one day, Jingxin couldn't help but ask her what was going on, and she gave her a picture with a bed with a very strong ancient charm. At the same time, they are clamoring to find this bed until they die!

Qu Tan'er's little face was extremely disappointed.

What hurt her was the strange bed. She has always thought that since she has traveled here, maybe there is such a bed in this country, or in the capital, and why did she travel in Qufu? Then this bed should at least not be far from herself, so the first thing she did when she woke up was to find a bed in every corner of Qufu.

It's a pity, in addition to disappointment, still disappointment.

Even if she came to the Eight Kings' Mansion, Qu Tan'er still wanted to look for it.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will keep looking for it, otherwise she will feel hopeless in life.