Xiao Ji glanced at it, his eyes darkening: "Indeed."
He might not have noticed before, but he had long since stopped caring about the many scars on his body.
But ever since that little rascal came along, he can find even the faintest and lightest scars on my body.
Then, when he wasn't looking, she gently kissed the newly discovered scar. She felt sorry for him, and he knew it.
"Cuckoo—cuckoo—"
The sudden call of a cuckoo broke the silence between the two.
Shang Changge: "Xiao Ji, I think I've discovered a secret."
Xiao Ji: "What?"
Xiao Ji didn't notice what Shang Changge had just discovered in Mingxuan Palace, so he didn't understand the meaning of Shang Changge's words.
I was just puzzled, wondering why the scar on my palm would fade away on its own for no reason.
Shang Changge did not answer.
She is a rational and realistic woman. Her first reaction after discovering the secret was surprise, but after the surprise came vigilance and wariness.
Nothing else,
This secret was fatal to her.
After much deliberation, Shang Changge had a good idea and looked at General Xiao, extending a warm invitation:
"Husband, shall I bathe here every day from now on? I can scrub your back for you."
Xiao Ji wasn't stupid; he sensed that Shang Changge might be hiding something from him and didn't want him to know. However, he remained obedient, completely compliant to the woman he loved.
"good."
Xiao Ji still had official business to attend to, so after finishing his business and asking for a kiss, he left the Princess's residence.
After Xiao Ji left, Shang Changge immediately took Qingyao and Zhuque to the kitchen.
After having the kitchen staff catch the live goose that was to be used for today's dinner, she told everyone to leave the kitchen.
As before, Qingyao and Zhuque stood guard on either side of the kitchen door.
The two little girls looked at each other, puzzled by the flapping and honking sounds coming from the kitchen. They couldn't understand why the princess had suddenly decided to slaughter the goose herself.
In the kitchen,
Was Shang Changge slaughtering a goose? Yes and no.
She first experimented on geese to prove that her blood did indeed have healing properties.
And after being able to heal even the wounds of livestock like geese, his lips twitched.
She thought her blood was only useful to Xiao Ji, but in the end, she fell in love and her thoughts became more romantic.
Since it has healing properties, then...
Shang Changge looked at the big white goose, whose wounds had healed but who was still making a lot of noise and hadn't realized what was happening yet, and a new idea came to her.
Is it possible that internal and external application of this medicine could also be effective for her blood? If so, it would be much more convenient to use.
In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea,
Shang Changge stepped out of the kitchen in a very pleasant mood, walking towards the bathhouse with his hands behind his back like an old man.
"Qingyao and Zhuque, prepare for my bath and change. Oh, and tell the kitchen staff that I don't eat roast goose; stewed goose in an iron pot is my favorite."
Was the goose slaughtered?
Of course we slaughtered it; that big white goose was meant for tonight's dinner anyway.
However, she had another reason for killing the big white goose: the goose knew her secret.
Although they are geese, geese and other animals have their own languages and ways of communicating. What if the big white goose reveals her secret?
She didn't want to be a low-budget version of Tang Sanzang, making people, animals, and plants...
Or, to put it more mythically, all sorts of demons and monsters covet her blood and flesh.
She wouldn't do anything that puts herself in danger, let alone something extremely dangerous or fatal.
She will not tell anyone the secret of blood.
It has nothing to do with trust; let's keep things separate. Human hearts are unpredictable and ever-changing.
People should always leave themselves some leeway, especially in matters that endanger their lives or survival.
Even a self-destruct capability that could drag many people down with it needs to be guarded against; who wants to be exploited?! Who wants to be used as a living blood bank?!
As Shang Changge walked and thought, he felt a chill run down his spine. "Tsk, just thinking about it is terrifying and horrifying. Damn!"
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