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Chapter 188 Stealing chickens is not a loss, so stupid!

Chapter 188: Stealing chicken but losing rice, stupid!

Forsythia is a dead soldier and a secret guard, even more so.

Those rouges and gouache are all scented and cannot be used by the dead soldiers and secret guards.

What's more, rouge is called makeup according to the current saying, and most girls would go out and hang out with their faces painted all day long.

Wu Yan is a man, and he doesn't even have a wife, so he doesn't even know.

If you ask him where the most expensive weapons are, he will know.

Therefore, the gift Luo Xianrou gritted her teeth and took out was equivalent to the 1982 Lafite poured into the pig's food bowl, no different from rancid swill!

At this time, Xiangli asked Lin Jiumian: "Little Master, what should I do with this Rouge?"

Lin Jiumian took the rouge over and smelled it, then frowned.

"I said that I didn't have good intentions and actually added poison. If I used it, my whole face would be ruined!"

Throwing the rouge box back, she blinked and thought for a moment: "Forsythia."

Xiangli said: "Forsythia went out and hasn't come back yet."

Lin Jiumian said oh, she forgot.

"You don't have to worry about it. Let's wait until Forsythia comes back!"

Seeing Xiangli and Wuyan going out, Lin Jiumian was very depressed:

"There are too few people who can use it, it's really boring!"

Speaking of too few people, Lin Jiumian narrowed her eyes. Why doesn't she cultivate some people of her own?

Even if you fall out with Jun Wumo in the end, you can still fight against him.

Thinking of this, she muttered depressedly:

"Hey, the protagonists all have a protagonist aura. Even if they are squatting at home, they can fall from the sky and get injured. In the end, they become their own secret guards or followers!"

"Don't call me a human being..."

Lin Jiumian originally wanted to say: Let alone people, not even a dog can get in.

Before I finished speaking, suddenly...

"thump!"

Lin Jiumian looked over in surprise and saw someone falling from her bed.

And he's still a man.

Lin Jiumian looked surprised and hurriedly closed the door and went to check.

It was discovered that the man had been stabbed in the abdomen, and the wound looked quite fresh.

Lin Jiumian scratched her head and wondered if she was so lucky, but she still said it.

She turned the man's body over and saw that he looked quite good-looking.

Maybe it's because of his popular appearance, but it looks quite pleasing to the eye and seems a bit familiar.

But everyone was injured and unconscious, so she had to treat them.

Looking at the man dressed in pitch black, he was probably either a killer or a secret guard.

She hurriedly took out the medical kit, cleaned the wound, and sutured it with medicine.

After everything was taken care of, I looked at the bunch of bloody clothes.

There are people from Jun Wumo outside, so we can’t let Jun Wumo’s people find out.

Lin Jiumian thought for a while, then gathered all the blood clothes together and stuffed them into her own small space.

After cleaning up the blood stains again, I breathed a sigh of relief.

However, it would definitely be inconvenient for such a big living person to be here.

Xiangli and the others will definitely find it when they come in.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Jiumian stuffed the man into her small space.

There is a little imperial concubine's couch in the small space. Recently, a lot of money was sacrificed to make her space a little bigger.

Now do the math, it's about seven square meters.

She can know the situation in the space, as long as the man wakes up and lies to him that this is a secret room.

After they were all busy, Xiangli prepared the food and came over to ask her to eat.

The next day, the man woke up, and Lin Jiumian hurriedly entered the space to check.

The man was very cold, lying quietly on the imperial concubine's couch and looking at her without saying a word.
Chapter completed!
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