Chu Xiuru and Nangong Yue talked about Gu Shun again in a blink of an eye, and the two talked about it in the palm of their hands, which was quite speculative, and rarely reached a consensus on Gu Shun from the inside out.

At this time, Gu Shun also went and returned.

"Shun'er is back, come and sit down." Chu Xiuru stretched out her hand and beckoned, "Taste it, whether the cold noodles made for my mother are delicious." ”

Nangong Yue also sat at the table, staring at him with a smile.

Gu Shun was stunned for a moment, why didn't he see him for a few minutes, the relationship between the two was like mixing oil in honey, so good.

Chu Xiuru and Nangong Yue sat opposite each other, and Gu Shun sat between the two of them.

On the one hand, he is the leader of the Demon Sect who dominates Longxi, on the other hand, he is the head of the Nangong family who dominates the desert north, on the other hand, he is his mother, and on the other hand, he is his master.

Gu Shun was caught in the middle, watching the two of them talk and laugh on the surface, talking about some interesting things in life and family, and I didn't know that I thought it was a girlfriend who had reunited after a long absence.

But Gu Shun has the ability to read minds, and he has already seen the thoughts in the hearts of the two of them clearly.

Chu Xiuru was thinking about how to kill the other party by surprise. Nangong Yue was thinking about how to let the other party show her flaws, so that she could take over the position.

Gu Shun was very tired and lowered his head and sniffed the cold powder, trying his best to pretend to be deaf to the two of them. And maybe there is poison in the cold powder in front of you, and this day is really unbearable.

"Mother, when are we going to eat?"

"Oh, I'll start the meal now and give you chopsticks." Chu Xiuru hurriedly took out the chopsticks from the basket and handed them to Gu Shun and Nangong Yue respectively.

Gu Shun raised his chopsticks and hesitated, he was afraid that this cold powder was the same as herbal tea, and it was poisoned.

But from his mother and Qiu Shi's heart, he didn't find any signs of poisoning in the jelly.

Thinking that her mother shouldn't hurt herself, if she really did it, it should be in Nangong Yue's bowl.

Gu Shun lowered his head and took a sip of cold powder.

"Delicious, right?" Chu Xiuru asked confidently.

"It's delicious, my mother's cooking skills have improved recently."

"You kid, what do you mean to be good at cooking recently, your mother's cooking skills have always been very good." As she spoke, Chu Xiuru also carefully picked up a piece of cold powder with chopsticks and put it in her mouth very culturedly.

"Ahem, ahem." didn't chew two bites, Chu Xiuru covered her mouth and coughed quietly.

At the same time, Nangong Yue saw Chu Xiuru coughing, and saw that there was a teacup and herbal tea at hand, so she hurriedly poured a cup of tea and said, "Mrs. Gu, what's wrong with you, drink a cup of herbal tea and rinse your mouth." ”

Chu Xiuru took the herbal tea and was about to drink it.

Chunhua beside her suddenly turned pale with fright, Nangong Yue poured herbal tea that she added laxatives, if she let her sect leader drink it, wouldn't it be over.

So Chunhua hurriedly rushed forward, snatched the herbal tea from Chu Xiuru's hand and said, "Miss, herbal tea can't be eaten with cold powder, so as not to suffer from cold diarrhea." The slave maid immediately went to change the glass for the young lady. ”

Chu Xiuru was choked by the spicy spicy in the cold powder, and said with tears in her eyes: "Ahem, it's okay, I'm just taking a sip and rinsing my mouth." ”

Chunhua's mind was blank, seeing that he had no other reason to persuade Chu Xiuru, and he couldn't directly say that the herbal tea was added with laxatives, let alone pour out the herbal tea in person, so as not to arouse the suspicion of others. She had to grit her teeth and pour all the herbal tea in the cup.

A cup of herbal tea full of laxatives is in the stomach, and Chunhua can be regarded as a cold heart in various senses, and the heart is flying.

"Please forgive the slave for being rude, the slave is really for the sake of the young lady's health. The slave maid immediately went to change the lady for a glass of water. Chunhua ran down quickly with an empty teacup and teapot.

After a while, she brought a cup of cold white and let Chu Xiuru drink it.

With a glass of white water in her stomach, Chu Xiuru's face felt a lot better.

This scene scared Nangong Yue enough, and she even wondered if there was poison in the cold powder.

"I'm really sorry, I added too much cold noodles and spicy seeds to this bowl. I usually have a light mouth, and after staying in Jiangnan for a long time, I can't eat spicy. Chu Xiuru took the face towel handed over by Qiu Shi, wiped the spicy tears from the corners of her eyes, and said.

Gu Shun lowered his head and pulled two more mouthfuls of cold powder, drank Chunhua's herbal tea with laxatives, and ate the two melons that his mother was acting in.

That's right, this scene that was so spicy was also deliberately played by Chu Xiuru for Nangong Yue.

Chu Xiuru Xiuwei is a rare innate master in martial arts, and he used to make rice balls, and he put his hand into the rice that had just come out of the pot and kneaded the rice balls, not to mention this little spicy.

As long as the inner strength of the martial artist, the strength can travel around any corner of the body, and the stomach and mouth wrapped by the strength can naturally resist greater taste stimulation and some less toxic poisons.

Warriors tend to have a higher pursuit of taste stimulation than ordinary people.

For example, many warriors drink like drinking water, and they get drunk before they know it. This is because their sense of taste is less sensitive to alcohol, but alcohol cannot be excreted from the body immediately, so they often get drunk while drinking.

The reason why Chu Xiuru took a lot of trouble to act in this scene was also to lower Nangong Yue's vigilance, a weak woman who was spicy by a few drops of spicy seeds, it must be difficult for people to associate with a martial artist.

However, what Nangong Yue is thinking about now is not to doubt Chu Xiuru's identity, but whether her bowl of cold noodles can still be eaten.

"If she poisons the powder and then takes the opportunity to drink the antidote sent by the maid, I won't fall for her trick if I drink it.

No, she is Brother Gu's woman, and her son is my apprentice, so there should be no reason to harm me. For Brother Gu, even if it is a sea of swords and fires, I have to break through."

After some mental struggle, Nangong Yue swallowed a mouthful of saliva, picked up a piece of cold powder with chopsticks, and ate it with a grim face.

Her eyes lit up. "It's delicious, it's delicious."

"I didn't expect Mrs. Gu's craftsmanship to be so good, and I was really lucky to be able to eat Mrs. Gu's cooking."

"Miss Nangong is really ridiculous, if you don't dislike it, eat my bowl too."

Gu Shun sat between the two, watching the two sides start a new round of "acting" competition, bowed his head and filled the last few pieces of powder in the bowl into his mouth, and then began to secretly study the ancient god scriptures.

The sun is in full bloom, and the years are quiet.

Qiu Shi yawned quietly, and watched his sect leader and Nangong Yue talking and laughing around the stone table. The young sect leader closed his eyes, as if he was resting.

The only uncomfortable person present was Chunhua, and as the effect of the laxative took effect, her abdomen suddenly ached like a knife and an axe.

As someone who grew up in the Old Gods, this pain is nothing compared to the torture that makes life worse than death in the Old Gods.

So Chunhua gritted her teeth and persevered, her face becoming more and more painful.

"Chunhua, why do you look so bad?" On the side, Qiu Shi saw Chunhua's hands and feet trembling, his face was pale, and his face, which pretended to be unfazed, was full of pain.

"I'm sorry, miss, I'll go back as soon as I go." Chunhua saw that she was about to fall into a thousand miles, and hurriedly rushed out of the training ground.

Although Gu Shun closed her eyes, the voice in her heart was like chanting a mantra, and she couldn't stop it for a long time.

Chunhua had just drunk the herbal tea with laxatives she had brought herself, originally wanting to embarrass Nangong Yue, but she didn't expect to lift a stone and hit herself in the foot.

……

In the wing house where the people lived in the backyard of the Gu Mansion, Ah Ping ran into the thatched house almost like a hundred meters.

Until sunset, it didn't come out of it for a long time.

Another companion thought that Ah Ping had fallen into the dung pit and rushed into the hut.

I saw Ah Ping squatting in front of the dung pit with weak hands and feet, his whole leg was completely numb, and half of his face was swollen like a pig's head, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Wo rub, are you in there for the New Year, why haven't you finished pulling it for so long."

"I don't want to either, I'll come together, this stomach is like a river overturning the sea, it hurts badly." Ah Ping's voice was empty.

"Did you eat something you shouldn't eat?" The companion covered his nose in disgust.

"No, my face is swollen now, how dare I eat anything, I drank the medicine that Miss Chunhua fried with her own hands and asked someone to send me today. Could it be that I have met a quack doctor, and when I go out, I must ask what kind of medicine that damn Lang Zhong prescribed to me. ”

"Isn't Chunhua the maid next to Madame, she actually gave you a decoction of medicine, you kid is really lucky. You squat slowly inside, I'll go back to my room first. ”

"Wait, wait, can you help me up first, my legs are numb."