After talking to herself, she turned to the white-clothed maid next to her and ordered, "Dress up the little girl and send her to the lord's house." ”

"Yes."

The maid responded softly, came over respectfully, and hugged Gu Qianzhou directly.

Going around and around, I came to a bathing room, which was very large, with a large warm soup pool, many bamboo hedges planted around, and the ground was paved with white pebbles.

The spring water jingles along the stone wall and flows into the warm soup pool, which is pleasant to the ear and very chic.

The maid fed her cartilage powder in advance, and her whole body was so soft that she had no strength at all, and the iron chains tied to her body were untied, and she was carried into the warm soup pool by the maid like a soft-footed shrimp.

Then several maids turned her over, kneaded her round and flattened, and washed her from head to toe.

Not only was every toenail cleaned, but even every strand of hair was washed fragrantly, as if she could be put on a plate and served in the next second.

After killing a pig and washing her in a warm soup pool for more than half an hour, he finally scooped her up and put her on a white silk skirt, which was extremely thin and transparent, and it made people bleed more when she wore it than if she didn't wear it.

When she was dressed, they put makeup on her, rouge on her face, lipstick on her lips, and then braided her long hair, tied it on top of her head, and hairpins with fresh flowers.

After all this, he carried her out of the Mu room and into a small room.

The walls and floors of the house are paved with large stones, the snow cave is general, there is no decoration, but there is a stone couch in the center of the room, and the couch is paved with a sky blue silver silk brocade quilt, which looks fresh and noble.

The maid put her directly on the couch, then got up and left, and closed the door with a clatter.

Gu Qianzhou tried to get up, but his body was so soft that it was as if his bones had been removed, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

The purse on her body had already been taken off, there was no antidote, no silver needle, she couldn't find a way to get out for a while, she could only stare at it with big eyes, lying motionless.

I don't know how long she lay down, her fingertips moved slightly, and she immediately stroked the top of her head with difficulty, wanting to pull out a hairpin, but she didn't want to stroke it for a long time, but there was no hairpin, only a head full of flowers.

It is estimated that they knew that they knew pharmacology and knew how to prick needles, which put an end to all the possibility of her self-help.

Unable to touch the silver hairpin, she could only settle down, raised her hand to her lips hard, held her breath, and bit her fingertips violently.

Squeezed out a few drops of dark red black blood, and the whole person eased up a little.

Her body has been conditioned for a long time, and the effect of the medicine disappears faster than that of ordinary people, and after a while, her upper body can poke up slightly.

She stood up, looked around, and saw a saucer on the white jade table over there, and two peaches on top of it.

Her eyes lit up, and she tumbled to the ground and crawled over there.

Crawling to the table with difficulty, he raised his hand to take down the plate, and slammed it on the ground with a clang, and the plate was torn apart.

She picked a sharp one and pierced it directly into the sole of her foot.

A few drops of black blood were released, and her lower body was able to move slightly.

As he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the sound of footsteps outside.

She immediately shoved the debris from under the table, and then crawled back to the edge of the bed with difficulty.

Before he could climb onto the bed, the stone door was pushed open, and a man in green clothes walked in, with a long and thin body, wearing a golden fox mask, and could not see his face.

(End of chapter)