The fourth master of the Qing Dynasty escaped from his concubine

"What's going on with you?" Qian Lanlan asked, grabbing the little medicine boy's golden braid, already having a lot of guesses in his mind.

A half-length golden braid was placed in front of the little medicine boy. He was stunned for a few seconds, and made a few procrastinating sounds:

"Oh..."

But I don’t know how to explain it.

Staring at his deep outline, Qian Lanlan didn't have too many entangled words. He pushed his thin and protruding shoulders and said: "Lie down, sleep in the soup for one night, and the poison will be detoxified tomorrow." ”

It's not just the antidote to the poison, everything can be explained, Qian Lanlan thought.

Don't ask?

The little medicine boy got into the potion anxiously, and after a while, he fell into a deep sleep amidst the stinky smell of the medicine.

Reaching out and pulling the man's head out of the water, Qian Lanlan looked at his face carefully and saw that he was still a young man with black pimples.

But it can also be seen that the bridge of his nose hangs as far as a cliff, his eyes are as big as pearls, and his eyelashes are moist in the water vapor and outline the narrow corners of his eyes.

Her face was not red, her heart was not beating, and she touched his sharp chin with her hand. The perfect bone structure had to confirm her identity.

He is a Westerner!

Tsk tsk, I picked up a blond kid!

She let go, blinked her sleepy eyelids, and continued to stir the rich medicinal soup.

Outside the window, the dark night slowly turned white as time went by.

Under her hand, the rich medicinal soup was gradually turning dark under her stirring. The guy was snoring heavily and his face was struggling. Maybe the blood in his body was too strong.

After a while, two lines of black nosebleeds came out of his snoring nostrils. Because the stickiness was too strong and the adhesion was too strong, it left his mouth directly along the small groove in the philtrum.

It seems to be a bloody snake.

The little medicine boy felt something touch his lips, and stretched out his tongue to lick it. As soon as the tip of his tongue touched it, his face changed drastically.

too bitter.

He closed his eyes and spat.

Under Qian Lanlan's gaze, the blood snake flowed down into the black medicinal soup and clumped when exposed to heat.

At the same time, the little drug boy's face and skin color were also changing drastically.

When the sky turns white, the little medicine boy spits out white foam on his face. Then, the carbon black color on his body gradually fades, the white color leaks out, and the red color is hidden in the white skin.

A white and tender porcelain boy was born in a pot of soup.

Qian Lanlan took out the little medicine boy's head, and the braid that was sunk in the water was completely exposed, and it was as golden as a golden thread.

The little drug boy could clearly feel the smooth flow of blood in his body. Just as he was about to open his eyes, he felt something cold on his eyelids, as if a spider had crawled up.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a big, smart eye that flickered like the wings of a butterfly, shining brightly.

"you're awake?"

Qian Lanlan asked, pulling his eyes open like opening a window.

His eyelids moved, and his long and narrow eyelashes slapped her hands, like ants crawling in her hands, itching.

Realizing that the scene was a bit weird, Qian Lanlan smiled awkwardly and stuck out his tongue playfully before letting go of his hand.

The little medicine boy stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, but was shocked when he saw his jade-white arm.

Have I changed back?

Shocked eyes were cast on Qian Lanlan.

Then he jumped out of the water.

What the hell!

Did you know that there is a girl standing in front of you? Boys should know how to protect themselves!

Fortunately, Qian Lanlan knew how to protect the boy. She covered her face and turned her head away sensibly.

He hinted: "Ahem, be careful of catching a cold!"

The little drug boy was immersed in admiring his own body art. When he heard these words, he shrank his body coldly and blushed in embarrassment.

He picked up the clothes on the side and put a set on himself, which relieved his embarrassment.

After hearing the rustling sound of getting dressed, Qian Lanlan asked, "Are you ready?"

"Ah, okay." He replied awkwardly, adjusting his collar.

Qian Lanlan turned around and took another look at the new-looking little medicine boy. The admiration for beauty in his eyes was so intense that the little medicine boy's whole body became hot and his nostrils breathed thickly.

However, she did not continue to be immersed in beauty, and soon paid attention to practical issues.

It's his golden braids and those beautiful blue eyes...

He is fair and rosy and is most popular among people, but with his blond hair and blue eyes, he can easily be considered a monster.

Especially the ignorant common people might be on fire when they see him!

If so, it is not necessarily a noble, for example, the royal priest Levi whom she had a relationship with before.

It seems that after receiving such a beautiful woman, she must join the aristocratic class of the Qing Dynasty, but this is exactly what she wants.

However, he had to deal with his blond hair first.

What should she do? She pinched her chin and stared at the pool of bruised bath water with a heavy look on her face.

I quickly opened the book in my mind.

Suddenly, a wonderful idea exploded!

She reached to the bottom of the water and dug out, and found a pool of muddy medicinal residue in her hands.

The little medicine boy looked at Qian Lanlan's strange movements and was confused. He saw her running out happily and then running back happily.

In his hand, a washbasin and a packet of black medicine powder.

doing what?

The little medicine boy stared blankly as Qian Lanlan poured down the black medicine powder, and then took a handful of black medicine mud into the bath water.

With a "pop" sound, the medicinal mud was thrown off the washbasin, and Qian Lanlan mixed it with the mud in a playful manner.

Playing with the mud in her hands, she smiled with two teeth showing: "Hehe."

When the two merged into one, she raised her head and quirked her eyebrows and eyes at the medicine boy who didn't understand her smile.

The little medicine boy took several steps back in fear. Qian Lanlan ran forward, grabbed his golden braid with dirty hands and pulled him to the basin like a calf.

"Ah~" the little drug boy's face became elongated and he shouted, "What are you going to do!"

As a result, all the fresh mud in Qian Lanlan's hand got into his mouth, and he threw it on his ear and said in a deep voice: "Don't scream!"

"If anyone sees your blond hair, we will both be burned to death as monsters. Do you want to kill me? Good disciple, huh?"

The little medicine boy's big, smart eyes were dazzling green. Without giving him any time to think about it, Qian Lanlan untied his braid and pressed down the washbasin.

The sandy friction felt on the top of his head, and he was full of dissatisfaction, but he only had a look of helplessness on his face.

I remember that when Lao Ning'er picked it up, the golden hair was ruthlessly disposed of in this way.

As for his most precious blue eyes, Lao Ning'er said that they could be treated as medicine.

If it weren't for the sake of surviving in this unaccompanied Qing Dynasty, he wouldn't...

Damn, it’s all tears!

acid!

It was different now. He had already heard gossip from his mother country from old Ning'er. Maybe people from his mother country were already looking for him.

So, he plucked up the courage and ran out with Qian Lanlan.

Qian Lanlan ravaged the little drug boy's hair and threatened:

"Don't let others see the true color of your hair or eyes, especially the people at the bottom who only know gods and demons. They will put you on a cross and burn you to death!"

The cross, that is the destination of heinous people, he shook his shoulders lightly.

Qian Lanlan whispered: "So..."

Do you, like Lao Ning'er, have to get rid of these two things? he asked in his heart.

"So, I will help you hide these two things for the time being."

temporary?

hidden?

"Don't worry, the medicine I administer is absolutely natural, non-toxic and harmless."

so good?

"Why?" he asked.

She said: "Because we are in the same boat. We are both prosperous and disadvantaged." Smiling, she added: "If you are good, I am good. If you are not good, I will..."

"Just what?" he asked again.

"Just get along with someone else," she said, laughing again.

He had a dark look on his face and didn't know what to say to express his inexplicable unhappy mood.

"Aren't you curious about who I am?" he asked again.

Qian Lanlan replied calmly: "I know."

"You know?" he said, his tone full of disbelief.

Ten years later, people who come to Daqing to look for him may not know who he is when they see him.

"Yeah." Qian Lanlan said: "Being born either rich or noble may come from an island country, maybe..."

Immediately, his heart was pounding, he was actually seen through!

This new master seems a little different!

"Probably Great Britain."

After he finished speaking, he felt that this new master was a little bit different!

Few people in the Qing Dynasty could speak English, and the Qing people often translated their country as Britain.

One big character is missing!

Perhaps, the Qing people felt that only their dynasty could be called a big country, and a small island country like theirs was naturally not worthy of the title of 'big'.

"How is it? Are you shocked or admired?" Qian Lanlan asked with a shameless blink.

"Yeah." He replied calmly, hiding his surprise.

A little disappointed, Qian Lanlan shook his head and sighed: "My child, you are not good at expressing yourself."

I'm drunk, so don't I just have the expression and tone you expected?

"I keep all my likes in my heart." He said, "I probably have more content."

"Haha..." Qian Lanlan smiled, you are a gentleman with substance.

After a while, all the black mud in the pot was mixed with the little medicine boy's brain.

"Does it look like a lump?" She raised the black thing and asked with a smile, her eyes bent.

Naturally, the little Yaotong couldn't understand this novel word. He reached out and touched the lump on his head and asked, "What is Xiang?"

"It's this piece of art on your head." She looked at her masterpiece and said with a smile, while she was bullying the little medicine boy for being stupid.

"artwork?"

"Xiang?"

"Flying art?"

He touched his stiff and raised hair. He really didn't believe Qian Lulan's rhetoric, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Okay, no... haha... don't worry about what this thing is." Qian Lanlan covered his mouth and tried to maintain a normal state.

It was bouncy. She was touching it now and it felt good. She said, "Hurry up and wash it."

"Oh." The little medicine boy obeyed and obediently stretched his head down into the large water tank on the side.

The black sludge faded away, and the golden hair disappeared, and black hair appeared on the top of his head again.

Facing the color that didn't belong to him, he frowned and was not happy.

"Sooner or later, we can all do our own thing." After walking out of the pharmacy, Qian Lanlan comforted the little drug boy, stroking his head.

"When?" He raised his head and asked, poking his little hand, but he was wondering if someone would really come to take him home.

"I don't know, just keep going." She sighed, helpless to the reality, but her eyes were still full of confidence and gleaming.

"Oh hoo." He nodded, then raised his head and asked, "Then where are we going now?"

"Laifu Inn." Qian Lanlan said. When she noticed the eyes coming from below, she stopped and warned: "Don't look up!"

Lowering his head, the little medicine boy pursed his lips in displeasure. He had given this warning at least ten times along the way.

She poked her fingers more vigorously.

At least, it can poke fifty-nine times in one second.

Such careless dissatisfaction, money rottenness can't be seen, it's just blindness and deafness, and doesn't care.

"Are you dissatisfied?" she asked coldly.

"No." He replied stubbornly, still lowering his head, his emotions clearly filled with dissatisfaction and nowhere to vent.

She directly exposed the hypocrisy of the little drug boy and poked his bald forehead with her long fingers: "It's obvious!"

Without saying a word, he just tried his best to lower his head and try his best to reduce his presence in the crowd.

After all, with a fair and beautiful face, it is easy to attract attention without opening your eyes.

Just open your eyes and scare away a lot of money.

"Don't you think about how many people can resist temptation with your appearance?" Full of accusations spewed out of her mouth. When she saw him unconsciously raising his green eyes, she stretched out her hand to block them. .

He reminded: "Attention, we are in public now."

Now, it's getting dark, and there are more and more people in the morning market.

The little medicine boy threw her hand away and looked at her angrily with his big green eyes.

Before the warning came, he hugged her long legs and put his face up against them, so that no one could see his eyes.

"Why don't you give me medicine at the pharmacy to change the color of my eyes?" he asked, his voice tingling against her clothes.

"It makes me so twisted now." He said this very weakly.

"Then you don't want to think about the medicine from a small medical clinic that can be applied to the eyes? It's obviously a perfunctory medical clinic!" Qian Lanlan was furious, poking at this idiot who had no brain and could only complain. :

"If the dressing is broken, won't I have a little blind person to burden me?" This way, the gain outweighs the loss. She spends money carefully, and she will never make a loss-making business.

She seems to be a nice person, the little drug boy thought to himself, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Rolling his eyes at him, Qian Lanlan said lightly: "Of course you have to take good medicine."

Upon hearing this, the little drug boy felt sour and sweet. He pulled away from Qian Lanlan's thigh, took Qian Lanlan's hand and shook it.

He smiled and said, "Hey."

Seeing his stupid look, Qian Lanlan rolled his eyes again, playing a trick on him.

The two continued walking.

She then asked: "Do you know how I know that the medicine in that pharmacy is not good?"

"How?" he asked curiously.

Qian Lanlan said with a smile: "Look at you like this."

At first glance, he had a malicious smile and lowered his head. He didn't understand, but the little medicine boy still asked out of nowhere: "What kind?"

She didn't answer in a hurry, and didn't say anything after the two of them had walked a few steps.

The little medicine boy couldn't get the answer and asked again: "What kind of thing is it?"

"Haha." She finished laughing first and then said leisurely: "You are stupid, don't you have any idea?"

You have to let me press your face to the floor and rub it, right?

The little drug boy pressed his head even lower, and he didn’t know what kind of expression he had: “…”

"Didn't you notice?" Qian Lanlan asked again.

"You don't realize how stupid I am, do you?" he laughed at himself.

"No, I mean, you didn't realize that your poison has not been cured at all."

"What?" He was shocked, and his face that had always been downturned looked up.

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