February passed, and March seemed to be gone. I did some calculations in my spare time, and it turned out that it had already been a month since she arrived in Demon King Mountain.
Over the past month, life has simply undergone earth-shaking changes.
She originally joined Demon King Mountain, but she had no way out, and someone happened to be willing to take her in, so she found a place to stay.
But now, the entire Demon King Mountain regards her as the sojourner as the wife of Yazhai, just because she lives in the Lingshi Bamboo House. And in the original words of the Ghost Lord: "The Demon Lord will lead the woman into the bamboo house."
, she must be the woman that the Demon Lord likes. The Demon Lord never allows a woman to come close to him, let alone live in the same bed."
Therefore, she became an exception, became the woman he fell in love with, and naturally became the wife of the Demon King Mountain.
After using the title of "Double Ghost" for more than ten days, no one called her that anymore. They all called her respectfully: "Queen of the Devil."
The Demon King and the Demon Queen really have the feeling of being a bandit who dominates the mountain and becomes the king.
While she rejects this title from her heart, she also enjoys all the benefits this title brings.
For example, she was very interested in it as soon as she traveled through time, but she didn't learn martial arts seriously for a few days.
If she wasn't pregnant, she could guarantee that under the guidance of Gui Zun and others, she would be able to become a peerless master in less than three months.
In the past few days, due to the abnormal fetal movement, she was not eager for quick success and stopped for the time being. She was reading, drawing and writing in the bamboo house.
The Demon Lord has not been on the mountain these days. She inquired about it and found out that this Demon Lord only came back to stay for a few days a year. He did not guard his mountain top, and she did not know what he was busy with.
It's probably not a matter of unifying the world or unifying the country.
However, when he read history books, all the secretaries in the room were Qimen Dunjia, martial arts secret books, history books, maps of mountains and rivers, and military books, so it was not surprising that he really had some grand plans and aspirations.
The weather was a bit warm at noon that day. It was already mid-March, and there was only a hint of spring on Devil's Mountain.
When Guizun came to deliver the meal at noon, he sat with Mu Yunsang for a while.
"Ghost Lord, you Demon Lord... oh, I mean our Demon Lord, how old is he?"
Hearing this, Guizun's expression froze.
"Why does the Queen ask this?"
"Actually, when there's no one around, you'd better call me Shuanggui and I'll be more comfortable. Forget it, I know I'm talking in vain. Just answer me, how old is he?"
"Subordinates, please do not reveal the age of the Demon Lord easily."
"Oh, this has become a secret. Okay, let me ask you again, when he usually goes up the mountain, he just stays there for two days, reads a book and does nothing else like that time?"
Ghost Lord said: "What exactly does the Demon Queen want to know?"
What does she want to do? How does she know?
She could tell Guizun that she was just depressed and panicked, so she just wanted to chat with random people.
God knows, a person is locked up in an isolated bamboo house. She only eats, sleeps, and poops every day. She is so bored that she has grown hair all over her body. It's just that the growth is relatively invisible so that others can't see it.
The Ghost Lord seemed to have misunderstood that she was gossiping about the Demon Lord.
She then smiled casually and changed the subject.
"How about asking for ghosts?"
"It's nothing in the first place. He has thick skin and rough flesh and is exposed to the cold. The Queen need not worry too much."
"Oh, Ghost Lord, Bingquan, I heard that you took a ten-day bath. What happened?"
She admitted that she did have a little bit of gossip about this matter.
The Ghost Lord was the person she saw who had the most frequent contact with the Demon Lord after she went up the mountain. He was probably the Demon Lord's most capable subordinate. The Devil Lord was not like that kind of scary man. Although he was indifferent to the Ghost Lord, he was indifferent to the Demon Lord.
It's not harsh either. What on earth could have happened that would have punished Ghost Lord so much that he almost died?
The Ghost Lord's elegant smile was somewhat stagnant. He stood up and cupped his hands to Mu Yunsang and said, "If the Queen must know, I will tell you next time I come down."
This will depend on this time and next time.
But looking at Guizun's face, it doesn't look good. Thinking about those memories, it must be uncomfortable.
Mu Yunsang was not strong enough to make things difficult for others: "Forget it, I just asked casually, Guizun, go out and give this to Suo Gui. I think he will like it."
A drawing showing the production drawings of crossbows. In this era, there were only bows and arrows, and cold weapons such as crossbows had not yet been invented. In fact, although crossbows are not as aggressive as bows and arrows, they are better in dexterity, suitable for all ages, and
The firing speed is also fast. Compared with pistols, Mu Yunsang preferred to use crossbows when going on missions in his previous life because he thought it was cool.
She can do it herself, but she didn't have the tools in the palace before, and now she has no tools in the bamboo house, so she did it as a favor and gave the drawings to Suo Gui. She believed in Suo Gui's wisdom. Even if she had never seen this thing before, she would definitely be able to do it.
Make a perfect crossbow.
After the Ghost Lord left, he was completely bored.
After lunch, she was waiting for dinner. She looked like she was waiting to die.
After reading a few military books in the afternoon, she now has enough literacy skills. Unless these traditional Chinese characters are too complicated and unfamiliar, she can understand a few of them.
The day went by, and when there were footsteps downstairs at night, she naturally thought it was Guizun coming. When she heard the sound of going upstairs, she didn't even raise her head: "Put it down, Guizun, I asked for the drawings."
Are you a ghost?"
When there was no response, she raised her head and found a tall, tall man wearing a silver-purple mask standing in the afterglow of the setting sun.
He was wearing a blue-grey satin robe with exquisite auspicious cloud patterns embroidered on the robe. On the chest, a bunch of golden colorful flowing clouds were tie-dyed. The whole person looked like an emperor, full of nobility.
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I didn't expect him to come back. I haven't heard from Guizun about it at noon. No one can be sure of his whereabouts.
"You're back!"
She asked politely and said her greetings at that time.
He dropped a box from his hand on the table.
"For you."
Mu Yunsang glanced at the box sideways and said, "It's the scent of rouge and gouache. I don't need it."
"You think I will give you those vulgar things, get up and take a look."
When he said this, Mu Yunsang felt curious. He stood up and walked to the table and opened the box. He was really shocked. It turned out to be a mask, lifelike and vivid. If it was stained with some blood, it would look like a real mask.
It looks like it was peeled off a person's face.
"I will take you down the mountain tomorrow. Now there are wanted orders for you at the foot of the mountain. You'd better hide your identity."
"Going down the mountain?"
"What, you don't want to? You're so bored that you're chatting with Ghost Lord. Of course, if you don't want to, just pretend that I didn't say anything."
"You know this as well."
Her boredom could be seen on her face even if he didn't ask Guizun about her current situation these days.