Time passed by peacefully for a few days.

The wounds on Qu Tan'er's back and the faint darkness had not disappeared, but it no longer hurts.

That day, although Mo Liancheng left, he soon sent someone to deliver a box of high-quality plaster.

Although Qu Tan'er was in a state of anger, she still endured it.

Nestled in the snow yard, never leaving!

"Jingxin, what time is it now?" Qu Tan'er lay bored on the table. The gentle image that others should have should have in front of him was destroyed to the extreme.

Jingxin walked into the house, put down the tea, and replied, "It's still a while before lunch."

"But, why do I feel like I've been having a long time, and I have some illusion that I'm not having lunch later, but it's time to have dinner?"

“But it is indeed the time for lunch has not arrived yet.”

"Where are Yuelu and the others?" Qu Tan'er asked weakly. She was so depressed about this kind of life.

Staying in the Eight Kings Mansion is much better than the Qu Mansion. At least you don’t have to look at people’s faces every day. However, no matter how good a method is, it is still inseparable from a cage.

A small cage is replaced by a large cage.

"They are busy in the kitchen. I heard they are learning to make some snacks." Jingxin replied.

"They are quite adaptable to this place." Qu Tan'er curled her lips with some discomfort. Others were doing well, but she was bored by the only one.

"Don't the master like this place?"

"I just want to leave here and live the life I want to live. What I yearn for is freedom." Qu Tan'er raised her eyes and looked at the sky outside the door, and her eyes looked even more helpless. Even if she really couldn't return to her original place, as for how she could make herself live happier and more comfortable, that's fine.

"The master has been talking for two years." Jing Xin smiled faintly.

"It was said for two years, but the result was not realized, so I was so depressed... By the way, what I told you to do a few days ago, how did you do?" Qu Tan'er suddenly thought of something and asked immediately.

"I have almost all gone to find it. There is no bed in the palace painted by my master." Jingxin worked hard for several days, but she still returned without success. After all, there are beds in some places that she is not a big maid who can go in and look at, and she has to find various excuses.

"Where are the women in Moliancheng? Where are their beds?"

"No." Jingxin shook her head helplessly.

After the master committed suicide by hitting the wall for two years, he woke up and had a quirk, always liked to find a bed! She looked at the beds of all sizes, both big and small in the Qu Mansion, and even the beds of the master and the eldest lady. Finally one day, Jingxin couldn't help asking her what was going on, and she gave a picture with a very strong ancient bed. At the same time, she yelled to find this bed until she died!

Qu Tan'er's little face was extremely disappointed.

What made her travel through time was that strange bed. She always thought that since she traveled here, maybe there was such a bed in this country or in the capital, and why did she travel through Qu Mansion? At least this bed should be not far from her. So the first thing she did when she woke up was to search every corner of Qu Mansion - the bed.

Unfortunately, in addition to disappointment, we are still disappointment.

Even after coming to the Eight Kings Mansion, Qu Tan'er still wanted to find it.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will keep looking for it, otherwise she will feel that she has no hope of living.
Chapter completed!