Chapter 1108

Zhui Feng was so embarrassed that he wanted to bury his head into the pile of dirty clothes in the wooden tub.

"This subordinate, this subordinate ….. is practicing, practicing a kind of martial art ….." He lowered his head and stuttered.

With a "puchi" sound, Xiao Ru laughed like a pigeon, gu gu, gu, "Practicing the divine washing technique? Ha, I know this technique and I don't even need to practice it. It will definitely be better and cleaner than you. "

"You ….." Zhui Feng really wanted to take off his socks and shove them into this stinky girl's mouth.

Chen Ning also gave a gentle laugh and continued to say, "The ink on the clothes can't be washed off like this. You can go to the medicine store to buy some rushes and bitter almonds and grind them into powder. Sprinkle them on the clothes and gently rub them. Xiao Ru, come back to my room with me. "

After she said this, she pulled Xiao Ru who was laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight.

Zhui Feng's heart was filled with gratitude.

The empress really cared for her subordinates, how good is that!

He almost immediately jumped up like a rabbit. He charged to the medicine store and bought a large amount of rushes and bitter almonds.

He wanted to grind these two things into powder?

This was easy!

He placed the rushes and bitter almonds in his palms and rubbed his palms with his internal energy. Instantly, the rushes and almonds powder fell off and the powder was even finer than stone.

When the people in the yard saw his skill, they were all stunned.

No one dared to laugh at him, a grown man, for washing clothes here.

"Yi, it's really easy to use! With a gentle rub, the ink is gone! "

Zhui Feng's eyes opened wide in surprise. He found that the ink that he had spent a long time to wash off had been easily washed away after being touched by the rushes and bitter almonds. Moreover, there was not a single stain left behind.

He was pleasantly surprised. He sped up and quickly washed the linen clothes, shoes, and socks.

However, when he was washing the socks, his brows furrowed into a frown, and he gritted his teeth in hatred again!

This linen clothed brat, he actually wanted him to wash his smelly socks. Humph, he would endure it for now. Once he cured King Jing An's illness, he would return the humiliation he received today double!

He began to imagine the linen clothed brat squatting in the yard with a large wooden tub in front of him. The tub was filled with a small mountain of dirty clothes and that's right, there was also the smelly socks!

Once he thought of the linen clothed brat's ugly face, Zhui Feng couldn't help feeling happy, as if that scene was right in front of him.

"Mister godly doctor, your clothes and socks have all been washed and dried. I have washed them very clean, there is not a single trace of ink."

Zhui Feng pushed open the door again. When he appeared in front of the linen clothed youth, his expression became filled with respect.

The current of the linen clothed youth was like a Feng of a buddha!

"You 'has of, you."

Zhui Feng gritted his teeth again in his stomach.

If there's nothing else, I'll be going down first. "He looked at the youth in linen clothes resentfully.

The Feng of Feng of of Feng of of of of of. of. of., he,

But Zhui Feng's stomach was still empty.

He had been a cart driver for an entire day and had helped this Feng Zhui bathe. He had washed his clothes and was as tired as a grandson, not even bothering to drink any water.