The days of Kuai Chuan's counterattack with a male god

Chapter 743 Thumbelina (29)

Seeing him come back, she finally felt relieved, seeing Wushuang, she finally felt at ease.

Hua Xi just wanted to support her body to sit up, but Bai Qianze strode over: "Sit still, don't move around."

Facing Huaxi, Bai Qianze's heart is complicated.

He doesn't like her, but he is destined to take care of her for the rest of his life.

Some things are life.

Huaxi lost her family because of him, and he could never leave her behind.

But when I think about how uncomfortable my wife would be if she knew about it.

Huaxi lay down, her eyes fell on Wushuang who was flying in the air: "Are you okay?"

Wu Shuang was originally angry, but when she heard that Hua Xi was obviously weak, but still cared about her tenderly, half of her anger disappeared: "I'm not dead."

"I've always been worried about you." Hua Xi stared at Wu Shuang's small face: "If you hadn't sacrificed your life, I'm afraid my son and I would..."

Hearing Huaxi's words, Wushuang felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

What do you call you and son?
It felt like she was an outsider.

She is Bai Qianze's official wife, who was married by Ming Media.

The conditions here are limited, Huaxi's wound needs to be treated, and Bai Qianze can only collect herbs to stop her bleeding.

The main city of Wei State is Weicheng, and it would take a lot of time to go to Weicheng, so Bai Qianze decided to heal Huaxi's injury before setting off.

Today's money is not enough, Bai Qianze is a little worried.

Therefore, Wushuang came up with a way.

"Sell yourself to treat your younger sister?" Bai Qianze repeated in shock after hearing Wushuang's proposal.

Wushuang sat in his hands, nodded earnestly, and agreed with his own idea: "Go and set up a stall in front of an official's mansion, and be dumb. After all, the accents of the Empire and the Kingdom of Wei are different, so it is easy to pass through. Then When the officials come out, you will say that you are versatile, and you are willing to serve them in order to save your sister who is seriously ill, so we must first gain a firm foothold, and then we will find a way to find Prime Minister Zuo."

Huaxi pointed at herself: "Am I the sister who is seriously ill?"

Wushuang nodded: "Yes, only you are the most suitable."

Hua Xi blushed: "Why not save my wife?"

Wushuang: ...You think beautifully!
"When the time comes when your illness is cured, if the two of you don't live together, others won't be suspicious?" Wu Shuang simply admired her brain, and immediately retorted, leaving Hua Xi speechless.

Bai Qianze: ...

"No, I am a counselor, not a liar."

"Then what do you want to do?" Wushuang asked back: "You have not passed the customs certificate, and you have already trespassed in the Wei country. Now you are a black household. If the government finds out, you will die."

Bai Qianze pondered.

He escaped from the empire, where would there be a customs clearance document.

But Wu Shuang's bad idea, he would never use it.

You can only take one step at a time.

Time passed quickly, they stayed in this barren mountain for a long time, and Huaxi's injury gradually improved, and the wound was scarred, so as long as he didn't make any big moves, there would be no big problem.

However, women in ancient times did not need to make big moves.

What made Wushuang most unhappy was naturally that Bai Qianze collected and ground medicine for Huaxi himself. At the beginning, because Huaxi was inconvenient, he had to come in person, and when Huaxi gradually got better, he didn't let Bai Qianze take her place for her.

But such intimate contact made Huaxi's heart get closer and closer to Bai Qianze.

Wushuang, on the other hand, could only watch helplessly.

She tried hard to convince herself that she was just here to do the task, and she didn't care what Bai Qianze wanted to do with Huaxi, even if the two of them were doing some secret things between husband and wife under her nose, as long as the task was completed. .

But Wushuang still felt very uncomfortable.

Perhaps, it is the emotion of the host.

(End of this chapter)