jdhmnovel Chapter 218 What Should a Concubine Do?
Chapter 218 What Should a Concubine Do?
Feiying gnashed her teeth and looked at him: "Don't you know what's going on?"
At this time, Qiu Mubai signaled the maid who had just been in charge of leading the way in the room to go down.
Soon they were the only two people left in the room, staring at each other.
"come on."
When Feiying heard this, she became alert immediately. Not only did she not move forward, she even took half a step back.
"what are you up to?"
Qiu Mubai looked at her reaction and couldn't help but find it interesting. He twitched the corner of his mouth and laughed out loud.
His physical condition now looked much better than last night, but he still looked sick.
"You were rescued by me and taken into my palace for the purpose of getting married. You are now nominally my concubine. What do you think you should do?"
This time it was Feiying's turn to be confused.
In the hundred years since she transformed, she has had almost no contact with the outside world. Although she knows some common sense, she knows nothing about the details.
She knew the word "concubine", but she didn't know what a concubine needed to do?
"I do not know."
Feiying was too lazy to dwell on these things. Anyway, once the illusion was broken, any person or thing in the illusion would have nothing to do with her anymore. Why bother herself? She might as well just go with the flow.
Qiu Mubai raised the corner of his mouth again: "You don't know, right? Come here first, I will teach you."
"You teach me? Why do I feel so unreliable?"
"Just come over without any worries." Qiu Mubai said, changing his expression and tone: "If you keep dawdling like this, you'll have to eat a cold breakfast. I remember there were steamed buns made with honey in the morning."
When Feiying heard that there would be food to eat after the cooking was done, her eyes suddenly brightened.
Honey and steamed buns?
It must sound delicious.
Feiying's mouth suddenly began to salivate.
She walked a few steps to Qiu Mubai's side: "Tell me quickly what you need me to do, don't delay me from eating."
"It's simple. Please push the wheelchair to the dressing table for me first."
"Easy, then what?"
Feiying pushed him to the dressing table.
"Help me tie my hair."
"Oh."
This isn't difficult. Is it just a simple thing for a concubine to do?
Feiying imitated the hairstyles of the male immortals she had seen before and quickly helped him to comb one.
Qiu Mubai looked at himself in the bronze mirror.
"It's a pretty good comb."
"Now that we're done, can we go eat now?"
Feiying's mind is now full of honey buns.
"Don't worry, the clothes are on the rack over there, put them on for me."
"Row."
For the sake of the honey buns, she endured it.
Feiying came to the shelf, grabbed a piece of clothing and took it away, but was stopped by Qiu Mubai.
"Wait a minute, little tree elf. That is the outer shirt, worn on the outside. The one on the far right is the one worn inside."
"You didn't tell me earlier!"
Feiying threw the clothes she had just picked up back, and then picked up another piece of clothes that was obviously much lighter in color as he said.
Feiying took it and came to Qiu Mubai, and was about to help him put it on when she discovered a problem.
"Hey, how can you get dressed while sitting there? Your legs aren't broken, why don't you stand up!"
"it is good."
Qiu Mubai's "OK" revealed a doting attitude that Feiying had never noticed.
He supported himself with his hands and stood up in the wheelchair, and when he stood up, he started coughing again.
Feiying didn't care about that. She went around behind him, put the clothes on him, then came to the front and helped him tie them up.
Then, according to Qiu Mubai's instructions, he was dressed in other clothes.
Feiying couldn't understand it. Although it wasn't summer yet, it was still hot in the autumn. Wouldn't he be hot wearing so many layers of clothes?
Finally, all the clothes were put on.
As the saying goes, clothes make the man and saddles make the horse. Now that he has put on all his clothes, he finally looks like a prince.
"Is there nothing else? Can we go eat now?"
Qiu Mubai sat back in the wheelchair at this time: "Okay, I'll trouble the little tree spirit to push me to the dining room."
Feiying was quite reluctant, but for the sake of the honey buns, she still pushed him all the way into the dining room under his guidance.
As soon as I entered the dining room, the delicious smell of food hit my nose and mouth.
"smell good!"
Feiying looked at the various colorful meals on the big round table and sighed.
The variety of breakfast is so rich. She thought she had eaten well these days, but she never expected it to be so far behind.
"Find a stool and sit down. What are you still standing there for?"
Feiying still chose to stay away from Qiu Mubai. Her identity in the illusion always made her subconsciously guard against Qiu Mubai, and finally she sat right opposite him.
She looked at the food in front of her and without even using cutlery, she simply grabbed a yellowish steamed bun that smelled of honey and stuffed it into her mouth.
It really was worth the wait, it was delicious.
It turns out that besides eating honey dry, you can also eat it like this.
When Feiying ate the center of the steamed bun, she also took a big bite of honey.
After finishing a steamed bun in two or three bites, she turned her attention to other foods.
Finally, she ate them one by one, burped, and looked at her bulging belly, still feeling a little regretful.
Unfortunately, in the illusion, she was just an ordinary human being and would feel full after eating.
If it were her own body, she wouldn't have this feeling and she could eat as much as she wanted.
She was the only one eating at the table, and there was not a single drop of food left.
Compared to her, Qiu Mubai ate very little.
He drank a bowl of soup, ate a few small pieces of cakes, and then put down his cutlery.
He looked at her and asked, "Are you full?"
Feiying nodded.
"Now that you are full, take a short rest and then walk around the palace with me."
"You can't do it yourself...Okay, where are you going?"
"Just wandering around the palace, with no destination in mind."
"Okay, let's turn around then."
Feiying was about to refuse him, but then she suddenly thought that the reason she had not escaped successfully before was because she was not familiar with this mansion and encountered obstacles everywhere.
Why not take this opportunity to thoroughly understand the specific locations of each place in this mansion, so that it will be smoother when implementing the plan.
After they rested for a while, Feiying pushed him around the mansion.
After her constant indirect questioning, she finally had a basic understanding of the buildings, roads, facilities, etc. in the mansion. She was sure that her plan to escape would be successful.
After she understood everything she should know, she realized belatedly that all the furnishings in the house looked very special, as if they were meant to be placed there and could not be moved at all.
I didn't expect that this sickly guy has surprisingly good taste.
Qiu Mubai's mansion is very large. After walking around almost the entire place, it was almost noon and time for lunch.
This morning of stopping and walking helped her digest her food, and she was looking forward to what she would have for lunch.
The breakfast was so good, so the lunch will be good too.
When they finally arrived at the dining room and saw lunch, Feiying was happy. It was just as she had imagined.
Another hearty meal.
Qiu Mubai didn't ask her to do anything in the afternoon. After lunch, she took a short break and then went to rest.
Feiying thought about the fact that she didn’t even sleep for an hour last night, so she decided to go back and catch up on her sleep.
She slept for the whole afternoon. If she didn't care very much about what to eat in the evening, she wouldn't want to get up.
In this way, several days passed quickly.
After observing the environment in the mansion on the first day, Feiying was ready to escape from the mansion.
In the dead of night, she nimbly climbed up the big tree standing next to the wall and stood on the trunk.
Looking at the high wall in front of her, she tied the rope she had prepared in advance, which was made of strips of cloth cut from a piece of clothing, to a sturdy-looking branch above her head.