Time passed peacefully for a few days.

The injury on Qu Taner's back and the faint dark blue did not disappear, but it was no longer painful.

On that day, although Morien left, he soon sent a box of first-class plaster.

Although there was a fire in Qu Tan'er's heart, she still put up with it.

Nest in the snow courtyard, never out!

"Jingxin, what time is it now?" Qu Taner was lying on the table bored, the gentle image that should be in front of others, at this time destroyed extremely.

Jing Xin walked into the room, set the tea down, and said, "It's a while before lunch."

"Just, how do I feel like it's been a long time, with some illusions, it's not lunch for a while, but dinner?"

"But it is indeed time for lunch."

"How about pulling them?" Qu Tan'er asked weakly. For this kind of life, she was really depressed.

It's better to stay in Bawangfu than Qufu. At least you don't have to look at people's faces every day. However, no matter how good a way is, you can't do without a cage.

A small cage, then a large one.

"They're busy in the kitchen. I heard they're learning to make snacks." Jing Xin returned.

"They're quite adaptable here." Qu Tan'er put his mouth a little in the way, and others were doing well, so she was bored alone.

"Don't you like it here?"

"I just think of a day when I can leave here and live the life I want, and I long for freedom." Qu Tan'er looked up at the sky outside the door, his eyes became more helpless. Even if you really can't go back to where you were, as long as you can make yourself happier, you can.

"The master has said it for two years." Jing Xin smiled lightly.

"That is to say, for two years, the results did not materialize, so I was so depressed that I was going to die ... By the way, what did I tell you to do a few days ago, how is it doing?" What did Qu Taner suddenly think of, he immediately Asked it out.

"Slaves have almost looked for it, and there is no bed in the master's painting in Wangfu." Jing Xin worked hard for several days, but returned without success. After all, the bed in some places is not her big sister-in-law who can go in and have to find various excuses.

"What about the women of Merian? What about their beds?"

"No." Jing Xin shook his head helplessly.

After the master hit the wall for two years and committed suicide, he woke up with a quirk, always—like finding a bed! In Qufu, she looked up and down, as well as the bed of the old man and the old lady. Finally, one day, Jing Xin couldn't help asking her what was going on, and she gave a picture with an ancient-style bed. At the same time I was looking for this bed, until I died!

Qu Taner's small face was extremely disappointed.

What made her go through was that weird bed. She always thought that since she came across here, maybe this country, or the capital city, had such a bed, why did she go through Qufu? Then this bed should be at least not far from herself, so the first thing she woke up was to find the bed in every corner of Qufu.

Unfortunately, apart from disappointment, it is still disappointing.

Even when he came to the Eight Palaces, Qu Taner still wanted to find it.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will keep looking, otherwise she will feel alive without hope.

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