Chapter 90 Brother and sister, is this inappropriate?
After walking for about ten minutes, Mo Jiuye raised his hand and opened a replica above his head. Suddenly his eyes lit up and the two of them appeared in the treasury.
The treasury is the treasury. Not only is it large in area, but it also contains a dazzling array of items, each of which looks valuable.
Especially those two night pearls that make the entire warehouse as bright as day, they can blind people's eyes.
"Time is limited, move faster." Mo Jiuye saw that He Zhiran's eyes were not looking enough, so he had to remind him.
At this moment, He Zhiran felt that he was just a country bumpkin who had never seen much of the world. He felt that everything here was so good.
She also knew that this was not the time for her to visit.
"I want you to stay out of the way."
Of course Mo Jiuye knew what she meant, it was just that he didn't want to see how she operated.
"Okay." Without hesitation, Mo Jiuye opened the flap on the ground and got in.
He Zhiran saw with his own eyes that the replica was closed without any gaps, so he began to search for good things everywhere.
After all, the space that can accommodate items is limited. There are so many things in the treasury, she can't take them all away.
After scanning around, He Zhiran used his mind to collect all the banknotes, silver ingots, gold, silver and jewelry here into the space.
Then he used his mind to enter the space to check. Sure enough, the space was almost filled with just these things.
However, she was not satisfied.
So He Zhiran used his mind to place those things as compactly as possible. Some not-so-large items were all piled up in the kitchen and toilet, leaving some space free.
Calculating the location, she collected some calligraphy and paintings that did not take up much space, as well as several large boxes of copper coins.
Checking the space again, He Zhiran was also drunk.
The space at this moment was already filled to the brim, and there was only room left for her to enter.
Even though he was unwilling to do so, He Zhiran knew he couldn't take it anymore.
However, she was determined not to let go of those two shining night pearls.
Putting the Night Pearl into the space, the treasury suddenly became dark.
He Zhiran knocked on the flap: "I'm ready, we can go."
As soon as he finished speaking, the copy opened from the inside.
He Zhiran held Mo Jiuye's shoulders and went down to the secret room.
She turned her head and looked at the treasury, which was a little messy, and then an idea came to her mind.
"There are too many things. I can't move them all. There are still a lot of silks and satins left."
"What do you mean?" Mo Jiuye seemed to have guessed what she was thinking.
Taking advantage of the darkness, He Zhiran used his mind to take out a bottle of alcohol in the space and sprinkled it into the treasury.
Mo Jiuye was also very cooperative. After the alcohol spilled, he took out the fire stick from his arms, lit it, and threw it away.
When alcohol meets fire, the treasury instantly becomes ablaze.
Mo Jiuye pulled He Zhiran and quickly evacuated the scene...
Although neither of them said anything, they both felt very happy about the burning of the treasury.
Especially Mo Jiuye, at this moment it seems that he has a sense of revenge.
He even wanted to see with his own eyes the emperor's furious look after learning that the treasury was burned.
After successfully returning to the Protector's Mansion, the two of them changed out of their night clothes, and Mo Jiuye went back to bed.
The sharp-eyed He Zhiran saw the blood on the ground at a glance.
"You're bleeding, I have to help you take care of your wound."
Don't underestimate skin injuries. How many people died in previous lives because of wound infections that were not properly treated.
She had already tried her best to save the lives of the people in the Duke's Mansion, how could she put Mo Jiuye in danger with such a minor injury?
"No, my injury is not serious."
In fact, Mo Jiuye knew the extent of his own injuries. Even though he was protected by the soft pad, he was beaten fifty times, so the injury could not be too minor no matter what.
But when he thought that the injured part was on his butt, he felt awkward and didn't want He Zhiran to look at it.
In He Zhiran's understanding, patients are not divided into men and women.
Therefore, she was ready to reach out and lift Mo Jiuye's clothes without any scruples.
Mo Jiuye ducked instinctively.
"No, the location of the injury is not suitable for you, a woman, to see."
Only then did He Zhiran realize that this was the crux of this person's awkwardness in not letting her help with treatment.
"I didn't even say anything as a woman. You, a grown man, are still worried that you will suffer a loss?"
She said this to ease Mo Jiuye's embarrassment, help him deal with his wounds earlier, and plan the next thing earlier.
When a woman said this, Mo Jiuye's face turned red.
He still dodged awkwardly.
He Zhiran had no choice but to say: "Don't forget, we are husband and wife. You know, husband and wife should be honest with each other."
She only wanted to persuade Mo Jiuye to cooperate with her treatment. At this moment, she had completely forgotten that she was in ancient times. Saying this to an ancient person with deep-rooted feudal ideas was equivalent to adding fuel to the fire.
Mo Jiuye looked at her dumbfounded and was speechless for a moment.
After all, what people said makes sense, they are already husband and wife.
But can a woman say such words casually?
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye became even more curious about He Zhiran.
What kind of mentality could make her say these words without changing her face?
Just when Mo Jiuye was muttering in his heart, He Zhiran quickly lifted up his coat.
The two got married yesterday, and Mo Jiuye wore bright red clothes both inside and outside.
Even so, after lifting up his coat, what he saw was still shocking to He Zhiran.
I saw that the top of Mo Jiuye's bright red trousers had been soaked with blood, and the red fabric was dyed dark red.
Thinking that Mo Jiuye had just led her to use Qinggong to steal the treasury, how tough is this man's character to be able to persist for so long?
Thinking of this, He Zhiran respected Mo Jiuye even more.
Seeing that he couldn't defeat He Zhiran, Mo Jiuye could only turn his head away, face the wall and close his eyes, in a gesture of resignation.
Seeing that Mo Jiuye couldn't see him, He Zhiran took out a bottle of alcohol from the space without any pressure.
As a result, she made a surprising discovery.
If she remembered correctly, there were originally three bottles of alcohol stored in the space. One bottle was used when the warehouse was burned down, and there should be two bottles left.
However, she just discovered that the amount of alcohol had not decreased, and was still three bottles.
At this moment, she was not entirely sure whether space had a regenerative function.
However, she carefully checked the alcohol in the space this time and confirmed that it was two bottles. She would check again after helping Mo Jiuye treat the wound. If it turned into three bottles of alcohol, it meant that she had once again discovered a new function of the space.
After withdrawing his thoughts, He Zhiran took out tweezers, absorbent cotton and other items from the space, and gently took off Mo Jiuye's pants.
The wound is shocking to people looking at it, even He Zhiran, who has seen many kinds of injuries, is no exception.