The man is handsome and has a nice voice, it sounds like the sound of nature!
Of course, a good heart is better!
The maidservant held the bottle of ointment in her hands, tears streaming down her face as she was so moved that she kept saying, "I'll remember this. I thank Master Qingchen for your concern. Thank you so much, Master Qingchen!"
Young Master Qingchen said, "You don't have to be so polite... The ground is cold, you should get up quickly."
The voice is as gentle as the spring sunshine!
The maid's heartbeat, which had just slowed down, began to run again like a wild horse, the sound as loud as a drum.
Wu Qingchen sighed and had to bring up the matter of the eyeballs again. The maid's pounding heart suddenly stopped, and she quickly said, "Master Qingchen..."
The following words seemed difficult to say, and the maid tightly grasped the small porcelain bottle in her palm with a conflicted expression.
Young Master Qingchen doesn't like those surprises, nor does he want to see them.
But those surprises were carefully prepared by the city lord for Young Master Qingchen.
Selfishly, this maidservant doesn't want to see Master Qingchen unhappy, but if she doesn't take Master Qingchen to see those surprises, it won't be as simple as having her eyes gouged out and soaked in wine, the City Lord will chop off her head!
But Young Master Qingchen is so nice, she really can't bear to see him angry. What should she do?
The maidservant struggled back and forth between "giving up herself" and "making Master Qingchen unhappy". She was so conflicted and in pain that she bit her lips until they bled.
In the end, it was Master Qingchen who made the choice for her.
He looked at the maidservant kneeling on the ground with a look of pain on her face, sighed silently in resignation, and asked, "Is your Lord City Lord preparing another surprise for me?"
"……Um."
The maid's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, her chin resting on her neck, not daring to look up at Wu Qingchen. She blamed herself so much, as if it was all her fault.
Wu Qingchen shook his head: "Okay, I understand. Wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes and come out."
After saying that, he turned around and gently closed the door.
When the maid raised her eyes, she only saw a back.
The back figure reflected in her moist pupils was handsome, upright, and lonely to the point of being heartbreaking.
The maidservant couldn't bear to watch any longer and quickly lowered her eyes.
This surprise seems a little different from previous ones.
When Wu Qingchen stood on the crowded street, he was still a little unsure and asked the maid in surprise, "This... are you sure you heard it right?"
The maid nodded, then shook her head, and hurriedly said, "The City Lord said that Young Master Qingchen likes the atmosphere of worldly life. Although he doesn't quite understand Young Master Qingchen's preference, since it is what Young Master Qingchen likes, he is willing to oblige."
At this point, the maid's eyes suddenly became bright, and she said to Wu Qingchen, "Master Qingchen, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival in the human world. Our Jiuyou City is very lively. Master Qingchen, you must fully experience this excitement today."
In other words, he can stroll around the streets all day today.
Wu Qingchen said "Oh" in surprise.
That big devil, usually he'd get so jealous when anyone looked at him for even a second, he'd wish he could build a pure gold fortress to lock him up twelve hours a day, yet today he's willing to let him out to stroll the streets...
This is really rare.
Could it be that the sun rises from the west today?
Wu Qingchen subconsciously looked up at the sky and saw the exceptionally round and red sun hanging in the dark sky. He was in a trance for a moment, then shook his head and sighed.
This is Jiuyou City, where is the sun?
But no matter what, it is indeed a very happy thing to be able to go out and stroll on the streets for a day, without that big devil buzzing around.
He also took this opportunity to see if he could send a message to Wuji Sect so that Qiong Cang would know that a disciple in the sect was under arrest.
Thinking of this, Wu Qingchen felt truly happy. He turned to the maid and said, "The City Lord is so thoughtful. Go tell your City Lord that I like today's surprise."
After the man finished speaking, a bright arc appeared on his thin lips.
At that moment, the maidservant felt that the whole street was bright and shining. The self-blame in her heart was finally relieved at this moment. She nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, I will remember this. I will definitely bring Master Qingchen's words to the Lord of the City!"
Take this message to the City Lord, and he will know how to prepare surprises for Young Master Qingchen in the future.
"Then, I will not disturb Master Qingchen anymore. I will take my leave."
After the maid finished speaking, she bowed respectfully to Wu Qingchen, then turned around and left briskly.
After Wu Qingchen watched the maid disappear in the crowd, he did not immediately happily throw himself into the festival celebrations. Instead, he raised his delicate chin and looked at the red sun above his head.
In a while, this red sun will change color and become a bright moon.
It's hard enough to handle two jobs at the same time.
At the same time, on another street around the corner from Wu Qingchen, Shen Qiqi was also looking up at the red sun above her head.
The sun was too red and too bright, as if it had just been fished out of a blood vat. The light it shed had no warmth at all, but instead was chillingly cold to the bone.
It is lifeless, weird and terrifying, making people feel as if they are surrounded by ghosts.
In fact, this is true.
Shen Qiqi narrowed her eyes and looked at the street ahead.
People who practice cultivation have sharp ears and eyes. Even if the street is more than ten feet away, Shen Qiqi can still see the situation on the street clearly.
At this moment, I happened to see an aunt holding up a kitchen knife and chopping down the head that was still chattering on the chopping board. After splitting it in half, the white brain matter flowed all over the chopping board. The aunt stretched out her scarlet tongue to lick it, revealing a satisfied and extravagant expression, and waved the kitchen knife and shouted loudly -
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