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Chapter 322 Do you want to starve me to death?

"Qiao'er!"

The person on the bed sat up suddenly.

Mu Yuan, who had been waiting outside, heard the noise and immediately pushed the door open and asked, "What's going on?"

But he didn't dare to peek into the bed because he didn't know whether her clothes were neatly dressed at the moment.

Chu Qingge was lost for a moment.

She dreamed that Qiaoer was tortured and killed, and her body was completely gone!

After waking up, I was completely confused and had forgotten where I was.

It wasn't until she heard Mu Yuan's voice that her whole body softened and she fell limply under the bed.

The moment before she landed, Mu Yuan quickly walked over and helped her up.

"Princess, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" he asked, still not daring to look at her.

The girl's appearance when she just woke up should not be seen.

Chu Qingge took a deep breath, and with his help, leaned against the bed.

It took a lot of effort to calm myself down.

It's just a dream.

She slowly raised her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Then he looked at the man standing aside with his face turned away, as if he was struggling to even breathe.

"I dreamed that... you chopped me into pieces and gave them to the soldiers of Northern Qin to roast and eat."

Mu Yuan's heart moved, and he suddenly felt ashamed.

Are they so cruel?

But now that the person is captured, no matter what, he will be handed over to the people from Northern Qin.

After all, it is so cruel!

Therefore, Mu Yuan didn't say a word in the end.

However, after Chu Qingge calmed down, she sat up from the bed: "Why don't you fetch water for me to wash up? Also, where is my sweet-scented osmanthus cake?"

Mu Yuancai seemed to have come to his senses and immediately ordered someone to help her wash up.

After Chu Qingge finished washing, Xianglan walked in with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Mu Yuan personally delivered the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Chu Qingge. Unexpectedly, Qingge just picked up a piece, took a bite, and spit it out immediately.

She frowned and threw the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the ground with one hand: "What the hell is it? It tastes terrible!"

Xianglan looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the ground and was so angry that she almost rushed over and punched her!

"Witch, you...you have gone too far!"

She quickly walked over, picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the ground, looked around, and plucked it a few times with her hands.

However, the floor is not very clean, and there is still some dirt and sand no matter how hard I clean it.

This delicious osmanthus cake...

Xianglan stared at Chu Qingge, her eyes turning red in an instant.

"You...you..."

"What's wrong? Didn't I just waste a piece of cake on you? Why are you so angry?"

Chu Qingge snorted coldly, with a look of disdain: "I didn't know, I thought you were so poor that you couldn't even afford a piece of osmanthus cake."

"you……"

"Forget it." Mu Yuan wore a mask, and no one could see the expression on his face.

But this "forget it" seems a little weak.

He looked at Chu Qingge: "I'm sorry, princess, this is a simple and small place, naturally it can't compare to the palace..."

"You can't starve me to death, right? I'm your God of Wealth."

Chu Qingge muttered and glared at him: "I don't want to eat osmanthus cake now, I want to eat jujube cake."

"You can eat nothing! I can't serve you!" Xianglan said angrily.

Chu Qingge shrugged and leaned on the bed, looking lazily.

"Then I won't eat anything. I don't have any advantages, but a lot of shortcomings. Without jujube paste cake, I would rather starve to death."

At the end, he added: "When I starve to death, let's see what you can exchange for the gold and silver treasures you want!"


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