093 people do not die for themselves

The leisurely lotus courtyard in late autumn was bleak, but the whole courtyard was full of chrysanthemums of various colors, which added a bit of vitality to the small courtyard.

Xiahou Shangle kept writing and drawing on a piece of paper, and occasionally stopped to frown and think.

After a busy morning like this, Xiahou Shangle still sat in the yard, staring at the paper on the table in a daze.

"Master, eat something!"

Xue Wu put the food on the table and called her softly, Xiahou Shangle put down the pen and smiled at Xue Wu.

"I'm not hungry. Why don't you take the glutinous rice lotus root you sit on and let me taste it!"

Xiahou Shangle touched her belly, indeed she didn't feel hungry at all, but she didn't want to worry Xue Wu, so she had to bring some glutinous rice and lotus root to eat.

After a while, Xuewu served a plate of sliced ​​glutinous rice and lotus root, reddish lotus root slices, white and delicate glutinous rice, topped with a layer of sugar juice, glowing with a faint light, glutinous rice aroma and lotus root. The fragrance.

"It looks delicious!"

Putting a piece of bamboo stick in his mouth, Xiahou Shangle gently tasted it, and finally filled with the sweet smell, Xue Wu sat opposite her and looked at her nervously.

"Master, how is it?"

I asked cautiously. When I was in Muchao, everything I ate was prepared by the Imperial Dining Room. Later, when I arrived in the Yue Dynasty, there was an Imperial Dining Room. Even when I arrived here, there were a few people who had retired from the Imperial Dining Room before. The old **** and the old mother were in charge of the meal. This was the first time Xue Wu made something for Xiahou Shangle. Naturally, she looked at her nervously.

"Well, how should I say, it's not delicious!"

Xiahou Shangle looked at Xue Wu seriously and gently said her evaluation. Xue Wu was like a discouraged ball. She lay down on the table and knew that the master’s mouth was so awkward that she would definitely say it was not delicious. !

Seeing Xue Wu like this, Xiahou Shangle laughed, and then spoke.

"I lied to you, it tastes good, delicious, really!"

"Really? You don't lie to me?"

Xue Wu looked at Xiahou Shangle nervously, with an expression of disbelief on her face. She was afraid that Xiahou Shangle would only say this to comfort her. Xiahou Shangle smiled and reached out to touch Xuewu's hair.

"Really, I don't lie to you!"

"Yeah... it worked!"

Xue Wu jumped up and ran around in the yard. Xiahou Shangle looked at her expression and smiled unconsciously. She was really a little girl, and a word could make her so happy.

"Xuewu, pour me a cup of lotus heart tea!"

Since living in the Youran Lotus Garden, Xiahou Shangle fell in love with drinking lotus seeds to make tea. It happened that this year’s lotus seeds were harvested very well, and the entire Youran Lotus Garden was busy for a long time before putting all the lotus seeds in The lotus seed heart is peeled off.

The lotus seeds are used to make lotus seed lily porridge for her daily breakfast, and the lotus seed heart is naturally used to make tea.

Although it is not as good as the various bird’s nests and ginseng in the palace, the lotus seed porridge makes Xiahou enjoy a happy mood. The whole person becomes happier than before. Although the tea from the lotus heart is a bit bitter, after drinking it, the whole person I feel a lot more relaxed, and the feeling of suffering is really good.

Xue Wu responded and entered the room. When she put the lotus heart in the cup, she stopped suddenly.

If you start at this time, the master will definitely not find out, so you don't have to return to the blood camp!

These days, as long as she thinks of returning to the blood camp, Xue Wu will become disheartened. It is a place of the devil, it is a purgatory, she would rather die than go back!

In order not to return to the blood camp and to lead a normal life, Xue Wu should stop thinking about others. As long as she lives well, that is the most important thing!

Ruanqing is right, she can't live your six years of life again!

It was hard to come out of **** after all the hardships, she didn't want another hell!

In the dimness, Xue Wu Fangfo saw the four-year-old self, who was taken to the blood camp by the owner for a steamed bun.

Everything there is red, the trees are red, the rivers are red, and even the houses they live in are red. At a young age, she thought she had come to a red fairy tale world, but she didn’t expect it to be there. Red symbolizes blood, killing!

From the age of four, her master told her that if she wanted to live, she had to sit on the strongest person in this place. The weak had no right to survive. The strong lived, and the weak only rationed them as prey for killing training.

For those six years, every year I woke up, there were endless killings, killing wild beasts and killing people, and constantly killing. Everyone in the blood camp was sluggish, and there was always only one color in his eyes, that was red, blood. colour!

Xue Wu was in such a place. She persisted for six years. In six years, she didn’t know how many beasts she had killed, how many she had killed. She persisted in the blood camp just like her, thinking about which day she could leave and return outside. Live a normal life again!

Just when Xue Wu felt that she could no longer hold on to it, and when there was no hope, the master took her away.

And took her to a magnificent palace, and chose a master for her, and since then she has lived the life she dreamed of.

Just when she thought that life would go on like this, the master found herself again and asked her to lay the blame on the master, but she couldn't do it.

Especially in the past six years, she and Xiahou Shangle have developed a deep relationship, and Xiahou Shangle said, Xuewu is my closest person!

Such a master, she can't do it!

But the arrival of the cruel love let her know that what the master said is true. If she doesn't do anything, the master will really not spare herself, and will really bring herself back to the blood camp!

He touched the porcelain bottle on his waist. Maybe, the master will be fine. Although King Yue is cruel and ruthless to the master, he will not kill the master, but the master is different because he has not completed the task. She sent it back to the blood camp!

If she returned to the blood camp this time, she would really have no life to come back again!

No, she wants to live, she doesn't want to die, even if she is dead, don't go back to the blood camp again!

"Xuewu, is the tea ready?"

Xiahou Shangle's urging voice came in, and Xue Wu was cruel, took out the delicate porcelain bottle, and poured out some fine powder from it. People are not for their own sake, I am sorry, master!

"I'll be fine soon, I didn't find Lianxin just now!"

After pouring some hot water into the teacup, Xue Wu shook the teacup and looked at some green tea in the cup. She gritted her teeth and covered the lid and carried the teacup out.

"Master, tea!"

Xiahou Shangle smiled at her, picked up the tea cup, and gently fiddled with the lotus heart with the tea lid, with a small smile on her face.

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