Yun Qianqian's calculations clicked: Du Twelve wanted to become a disciple but was rejected, so he probably wouldn't succeed. Besides, being a disciple is very tiring. The master does whatever he says, and he has to do all the work himself.

But the maid is different. The maid can be lazy.

She is so beautiful and lovely, and the master must not be willing to criticize herself harshly. This is what she thinks.

When the time comes, as long as he can be with the master, he will always say a few words about himself. And when he communicates with others, he will be more diligent, serving tea and water by the side, and he can always overhear something.

She exerted 120% of her strength, held her little hands in front of her, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Song Zheng with watery eyes, full of expectation. No one had any doubt that if Song Zheng did not agree at the next moment

, she will burst into tears immediately.

Song Zheng's head got bigger and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Absolutely not!"

Bah, bah, bah...

Tears came down!

Song Zheng was surprised, really crying, really crying? You, you are the king of medicinal food in a royal city, don't imitate those little girls, okay? Where is your status and dignity?

Du Twelve slapped his forehead with a palm, feeling extremely depressed. The husband could not run away, and he felt that no man could withstand such an "offensive".

Not only the men, but also Su Yunji on the side could not stand it: "Sir, she is sincere, straightforward and frank, please don't let me down, sir."

Song Zheng thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's fine."

It’s over! Everyone complained, as expected.

But it's not because Song Zheng can't bear the tears. His current level and cultivation of character can be described as hard as iron, and he can't judge whether Yun Qianqian is true or false.

The only reason why he left Yun Qianqian behind was "reputation". The King of Medicinal Diet in Baizhan City was willing to be a maid, and this King of Medicinal Diet was a young and stunningly beautiful woman. This gimmick was probably better than his family's conquering the dragon blood.

The demon wolf spreads even faster.

"Thank you, sir!" Yun Qianqian kowtowed to Song Zheng three times! Song Zheng was stunned. Why did he feel that it was not just a joke? But you are the king of medicinal food, even if you become a maid, you don't have to do this.

Yun Qianqian felt a little happy, because she suddenly remembered that there was another benefit to joining Song Zheng's sect: there would be a lot of delicious food in the future!

Why did she become the king of medicinal food? Is it because other people’s food doesn’t taste good?

The only things you can't live up to are your quilt and delicious food.

Now that the master is here and there is this idiot Du Twelve, there is no need to do it yourself in the future, just wait and see for free.

Song Zheng gave an order: "From now on, you will follow Miss and be responsible for taking care of Miss."

"Yes, Master." Yun Qianqian agreed firmly, then took a step across and stood obediently behind Song Xiaotian: "Hello, Miss."

Song Xiaotian nodded obediently. Her attention was mainly on the pot of fishing soup. As she was eating, she felt some strange noises. When she turned around, she saw Yun Qianqian stretching her neck and looking into the pot.

Swallowing hard.

Song Xiaotian said: "Come, come closer."

Yun Qianqian stupidly stepped forward and asked, "Why?"

"The closer you get, the better the smell will be."

Yun Qianqian: "..."

This lady doesn't seem to be that easy to take care of...

Su Yunji had already expected that this trip would not be "smooth", but she did not expect that these masters of medicinal food would all become "meat buns beating dogs" when they arrived at Song Zheng's place. She was a little dumbfounded, but she finally concluded a matter.

She bowed to Song Zheng and said: "Sir, I'm going back first. I will escort Master Qiu Changtian to see you in the evening. Master Qiu is the number one weapons master in Baizhan City."

"Okay." Song Zheng agreed, and then said, "I'll let Twelve cook dinner tonight, and we can all have dinner together."

Su Yunji said happily: "That's great, this meal must be of great benefit."

Song Zheng sent her out with a smile. When he came back, he saw that Yun Qianqian was not taking good care of the young lady. She was surrounding Du Twelve and asking, "What's for dinner?"

Yun Qianqian felt that half of her goal had been achieved: someone would cook in the future.

However, there was a person on the side who was very embarrassed. That was a powerful man at the level of a true god. His name was Zhang Donglai, and he was the legitimate son of a middle-class family in Baizhan City.

When Yun Qianqian was born in Baizhan City, she attracted countless suitors. Zhang Donglai was not the best, but his licking was the longest and most thorough.

Yun Qianqian's lazy temper slowly drove away almost all his followers. Only Zhang Donglai gave up his promising future and followed him around.

Even a veteran weapon king like Qiu Changtian does not have a true god-level follower.

But now, Zhang Donglai is at a loss and doesn't know where he should go. The person he follows has become someone else's maid...

He stood in the yard, looked at Yun Qianqian sadly, hesitated, and asked: "Miss..." At this moment, Yun Qianqian suddenly remembered that she still had a follower, maybe because she didn't have to take care of the food.

She always forgets that there is such a person.

"Oh, you're still here. How about you stay and follow me?"

Zhang Donglai was unintentional for a while, why should I follow him? What I like is you.

But he was not willing to just leave like this. He had been by Yun Qianqian's side for four years, and if he suddenly let go, he would feel empty. But following Song Zheng?

He shook his head firmly: "No, I will always be Miss's follower!"

Song Zheng scratched his head: What is going on? His maid also has a follower at the level of a true god?

At this time, in the rooms on both sides, a powerful breath rose into the sky, followed by another spurt. Both Zhao Mang and Huang Shan had successfully broken through and reached the level of true gods.

Song Zheng curled his lips, this follower was on the same level as his own servant, not that good at all.

Song Xiaosheng and Song Xiaotian had already finished the pot of fishing soup. Yun Qianqian watched eagerly, but she still couldn't get a bowl. Her sadness seemed a little brighter in the afternoon.

But after finishing the meal, Song Xiaotian took out a box of snacks and gave her a piece: "Would you like to eat?"

Yun Qianqian nodded quickly, her eyes suddenly brightened as she said, "It's delicious!"

"If it tastes good, remember this taste. I'm afraid you won't eat it often in the future, so don't forget it." Song Xiaotian said.

Yun Qianqian: "..."

Song Zheng told his son: "If there are guests coming tonight, you can go hunt some prey in the Silent Mountain."

"Okay." It was related to eating, and Song Xiaosheng was very cooperative.

Song Zheng called to Du Twelve and Yun Qianqian: "Follow me." Yun Qianqian probably still had a lot of formulas in his mind, so he took the opportunity to squeeze them out.

…

Qiu Changtian took a comfortable bath. The Su family arranged for four beautiful little maids to serve him. While taking a bath, Qiu Changtian wiped a lot of oil randomly, and then he felt high-spirited and seemed to have regained his youth. It’s the time when he was still used in Chinese medicine!

The four little girls were made red-faced by him. Two of them had other ideas and wanted to take the opportunity to get close to the master, but they felt bitter in their hearts: You just take advantage of it and don't do it seriously. What the hell is this? Son?

Qiu Changtian likes weapons. This is a kind of obsession with "power". As he gets older, this obsession becomes stronger...maybe it is a kind of compensation?

Because my own power is no longer enough.

His appetite was still good and he ate two large bowls for lunch.

Then he took a nap under the warm afternoon sun. When he woke up, the maid reported: "The master is waiting for the master outside."

Qiu Changtian got up and washed his face, then went out to see Su Yunji. He said straight to the point: "I met that man in the evening and will be going back tomorrow. Are you ready for the 200 million spiritual money? I will take it with you."

I always do things straightforwardly, clearly mark the price, and do not accept any credit."

Su Yunji smiled and said: "Don't worry, master, it's ready. If master leaves tomorrow, he will definitely put it on his carriage."

She didn't know why, but she was very confident. She didn't prepare the two hundred million spiritual money at all. Qiu Changtian couldn't leave.

This is a fat bun.

She chatted with Qiu Changtian for a while, then looked at the time and said, "Master, let's set off."

"Okay," Qiu Changtian agreed: "Let's settle this matter as soon as possible."

Then 200 million spiritual money fell into the bag, and I was happy.

The carriage was waiting outside the door. They got in and arrived at Song Zheng's residence in less than half an hour. Qiu Changtian took a nap, drank tea and chatted with Su Yunji for a while, and was already a little hungry. As soon as they arrived outside the yard, He smelled a special fragrance, and he couldn't help but twitch his index finger: "It smells so good. This man is quite sensible. He even prepared dinner, hahaha!"

He is the King of Weapons in Baizhan City. No matter where he goes, he is always treated with care. Naturally, he feels that this is prepared for him.

As soon as they entered, they found Yun Qianqian flying in and out like a butterfly, setting out the dishes and chopsticks.

Qiu Changtian was stunned: "Why did she..."

This is something that maids only do.

Su Yunji said with a smile: "Yun Qianqian has been impressed by Mr., and voluntarily stayed and worked as a maid for Mr." She also praised her repeatedly: "She is very discerning. Now that she is here, she can occupy the position of a big maid. There will be no one else in the future." Come to think of it, I will be ranked behind her."

Qiu Changtian muttered secretly: "Her brain is broken, and yours doesn't work very well either."

Su Yunji heard this, but she just smiled and said nothing more.

Qiu Changtian felt shy and happily walked in and sat down with his hands behind his back. He said to Yun Qianqian: "Xiao Yunzi, hurry up and serve your master's distinguished guest!" He raised his hand and wanted to touch Yun Qianqian's body. But after all, I still have an old face and I am too embarrassed to do such a despicable act in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!