If he didn't come back and the mission couldn't be completed, she would have to be deducted from her health for sixty days.

Sixty days, it hurts to think about it.

If you take it to the glass factory to scan antiques, you can scan 180 pieces! How much money can you make with a conservative estimate?

Chu Xian thought in her heart, how could she earn a few thousand taels of silver.

Seeing that the fourth master was about to leave, Chu Xian hurriedly hugged the quilt and sat up: "Xian'er go with you, the thirteenth brother has a fever, and I don't feel at ease." "I don't know when the fourth master will come back, so she has to follow, so she can adapt and find an opportunity to attack him.

The young man's back to her clothed figure paused slightly, and after a moment it returned to normal.

He tied the yellow belt around his waist, turned around and pressed her to the bed: "Thirteenth brother, it's a little far away from us." ”

This is what it means not to let her go.

Holding one of his fingers a little aggrievedly, she said softly: "But it's dark outside, you go alone, Xian'er is not at ease." ”

The young man's fingertips moved slightly, and there was an indescribable warm feeling in his heart.

Frowning and pressing down, he withdrew his hand: "It's okay, there is Su Peisheng to follow." ”

A big man who can't even walk at night in the palace? Xiao Fujin when he is papier-mâché?

"Okay, then you put on a big hat." She seemed very uneasy, pouted and propped herself up from the bed, her eyes glued to him.

The boy hummed, his brows furrowed again, and he ruthlessly suppressed the warm feeling in his heart that wanted to continue to expand.

Chu Xian glanced at the favorability of the system panel that had risen a little and was suppressed, full of melancholy.

"The thirteenth brother is sick, Xian'er knows that the master is in a hurry," she grabbed a strand of her hair and turned it around her fingertips, as if she was considering the language, and after a while, she raised her head and smiled at him obediently: "If the master is really worried about the thirteenth brother, it's okay to rest over there tonight." Xian'er won't rush you back. ”

She said and lay down: "Xian'er will rest by herself." It's ......"

"It's tomorrow morning, you remember to come back for breakfast. I'll have your favorite food ready for you to come back. ”

A soft light burst out of the young man's phoenix eyes and enveloped her, and she was retracted after only a moment.

He walked out with his hands behind his back, tall and handsome.

"Fujin should rest early." The cold voice always sounds softer than in the daytime.

The boy walked for a moment, and the sound of the door opening and closing outside rang out again.

Chu Xian was excited, sat up from the quilt at once, tilted her head and stretched her neck to look out.

Is the fourth master back again?

Qing'er Ha walked in lightly, squatted down and said with a smile: "The fourth master asked the slave maid to come to the night." ”

Chu Xian let out a sullen "um", and she was irritable for no reason.

She turned and lay face in, a little disdainful of herself.

On the one hand, she was worried, and she also cared about the thirteenth elder brother.

On the one hand, I was looking forward to the fourth master coming back as soon as possible. Whether it was looking forward to his return to do the task, or pure hope, I couldn't tell.

And spitting on herself, when did she become so slimy?

Isn't it just to play the four blessings well, act in a drama and brush up on the good feeling to live?

These headless and brainless feelings in my heart are really annoying, not only useless but also in the way, delaying her perfect acting skills!

Suppressing the mess, Chu Xian stretched out a finger and poked her cheek: This is the palace, and he still has a deadly system tied to his body, if he wants to live, he must stay awake!