Jiujiu looked at the confused Ling 'er and pointed at the empty bowl in Ling' er's hand, "Come, let me take a look at your Meng Po Soup."
Hearing that Jiujiu drank Meng Po Soup, Ling 'er's eyes widened, "What? I just drank Meng Po Soup? "
Jiujiu nodded, wasn't that right? Thinking about the taste and ingredients of Meng Po Soup, Jiujiu felt her stomach churn.
Ling 'er, "You cooked it with your fingers?"
Jiujiu nodded again.
Ling 'er, "I must have been hungry and wanted to eat it, but I was afraid of being laughed at, so I did it."
Jiujiu, "…"
There was actually such a thing, so flirtatious, my waist is about to break.
Sensing Jiujiu's shocked expression, Ling 'er's eyes dimmed. She picked up the bowl and licked the remaining soup as she walked out, "Manor Lord, you can't tell the other big sisters about this, if they know about this, they will definitely laugh at me."
Jiujiu shook her head, "No, no."
This was too flirtatious, it was enough for her to feel it alone, she definitely wouldn't tell anyone, definitely not.
Not long after Ling 'er left, a woman in green clothes came in. After the woman pushed the door open, she saw Jiujiu sitting on a chair and drinking tea. After sniffing the room, she asked, "Ling' er came to taste your soup again?"
Jiujiu didn't know who this person was or what her name was, so she nodded in agreement.
The woman seemed to be used to Jiujiu's appearance and casually sat down across from Jiujiu. She poured herself a cup of tea and complained, "It must be that Ling 'er, that girl, is hungry again. She knows that you dislike her soup, so she's thinking of ways to satisfy her cravings."
Jiujiu was shocked again, this was even more flirtatious than before, her waist was about to break.
After the woman finished speaking, she lowered her head and took a sip of tea. Then, she slowly said, "Manor Lord, have you considered the matter I mentioned to you last time?"
Jiujiu had just arrived today, so she didn't know what the woman was talking about. She raised her hand to rub her forehead and played dumb. "So many things happened recently. I seem to have forgotten. Can you say it again?"
"You forgot?" When she heard Jiujiu say that she had forgotten, a look of astonishment appeared on the woman's face. However, when she thought about how many things Jiujiu had to deal with every day, she repeated, "Manor Head, I'm going to get married."
"Get married?" Jiujiu was shocked again. "Meng Po can get married?"
"Didn't you say that as long as we find someone we like, we can get married? What's wrong? Manor Lord, are you going back on your word?"
Jiujiu shook her head. "No, I'm just surprised. Haven't you been cooking soup all this time? How did you suddenly find someone you like?"
When she heard Jiujiu ask about the person she liked, the woman's cheeks instantly turned red and her eyes became shy. She pursed her lips and said softly, "We've known each other for five hundred years."
"Five hundred years?"
"Yes. That's why I came to ask for a favor from the manor lord. I hope that the manor lord can give me a name card so that I can enter the mortal world." When the woman finished speaking, her face was as red as an apple and her eyes were slightly moist.
Although this woman said that Meng Po could get married, Jiujiu had just arrived and didn't know anything. She was afraid that she would be deceived, so she lowered her eyes and didn't say anything.
Jiujiu's silent appearance turned into disapproval in the eyes of this woman. The woman's rosy cheeks instantly turned pale and she quickly knelt down and begged, "Manor Lord, Qing Luan is fortunate enough to not enter the mortal world and stay in Meng Po Manor. It's just that I'm already pregnant with that person's flesh and blood. If, if Manor Lord doesn't allow it, I'm afraid that Lord Ming will throw Qing Luan into the stone grindstone hell."
Jiujiu didn't expect Qing Luan to say that she was already pregnant. But from Qing Luan's words, it could be inferred that Qing Luan was taken in by the original manor lord. Qing Luan and that man had an illicit sexual relationship and was already pregnant.
Jiujiu didn't mean to make things difficult for Qing Luan. The reason why she didn't agree was that she didn't know whether Meng Po could get married or not. If she could, she would help Qing Luan. But she didn't expect Qing Luan to take her silence as disapproval and say everything.
Jiujiu looked at Qing Luan carefully.
Qing Luan was dressed in green and her hair was simply tied up in a bun. But because of her face that was like a white lotus in the water, she looked particularly charming.
Probably because of the nourishment of love, every frown and every glance was charming. However, Jiujiu didn't think highly of Qing Luan's lover at all.
Let's not talk about anything else. Just talking about Qing Luan's pregnancy, Jiujiu's impression of this man was extremely bad.
Not to mention that Qing Luan's current identity was Meng Po, even if it was an ordinary family, how could he let a woman get pregnant before marriage? Such an action that didn't consider the woman at all, it could be seen that he didn't have much feelings for Qing Luan.
Jiujiu looked at Qing Luan and asked slowly, "You have to think clearly. If you want to marry him, you have to disperse your divine power. If you don't marry him, I can help you solve the matter of the child."
It was nothing more than a bowl of abortion medicine.
Hearing that Jiujiu said that she would help her solve the matter of the child, Qing Luan shook her head repeatedly. While shaking her head, she whispered, "Qing Luan understands Manor Lord's good intentions, but Qing Luan has made up her mind. I hope Manor Lord can help me."
Jiujiu looked at the yearning on Qing Luan's face and chuckled. She took out a jade token from her pocket and handed it to Qing Luan, saying, "If that person bullies you, break this jade token. I will be there in a flash."
She agreed to Qing Luan's request for marriage.
"Thank you, Manor Lord." Qing Luan knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Jiujiu with a face full of gratitude. Then, she left without looking back.
At this point, there was no longer a Meng Po who wore green clothes and cooked Meng Po soup in Huang Quan.
It had been ten years since Jiujiu climbed out of Wang Chuan. In these ten years, Jiujiu thought about contacting Steamed Bun and Xiao Bai every day. But she didn't know why, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find any contact with Xiao Bai and Steamed Bun.
Unable to contact Xiao Bai and Steamed Bun, Jiujiu could only obediently be a Manor Lord in Meng Po Manor.
However, Jiujiu didn't particularly like cooking soup. Instead, she particularly liked planting flowers.
Outside Meng Po Manor, there was a stretch of yellow sand. Every night, the wind would blow. The wind would raise the sand and the sound of it hitting the window made it difficult for Jiujiu to fall asleep.
Although with her strength, she didn't need to sleep, Jiujiu felt that she was a human and had to sleep every night. Therefore, she was particularly dissatisfied with the sound of the wind hitting the window.
At the very beginning, Jiujiu wanted to use trees to prevent sand and solidify the soil. However, the yellow sand of Huang Quan was condensed from the ugly souls of monstrous sins. No matter how easy it was to raise a plant, once it stuck to the yellow sand here, it would instantly turn into smoke. Jiujiu brought back countless seeds from the human world, but none of them survived.
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