Time passed peacefully for a few days.

The injury on Qu Tan'er's back still has a faint dark green color, but it no longer hurts.

Although Mo Liancheng left that day, he soon sent someone to deliver a box of high-quality plaster.

Although Qu Tan'er felt angry in her heart, she still endured it.

Nestled in the snowy courtyard, never leaving!

"Jing Xin, what time is it now?" Qu Tan'er lay on the table boredly. The gentle image she should have in front of others was completely destroyed at this time.

Jing Xin walked into the room, put down the tea, and replied, "There's still some time before lunch."

"It's just that, why do I feel as if a long time has passed? I have some misunderstandings. It's not lunch but it's time for dinner?"

"But it's true that lunch time hasn't come yet."

"Where are Yue La and the others?" Qu Tan'er asked feebly. She was really depressed about this kind of life.

Staying in the Eighth Prince's Mansion is much better than Qu's Mansion, at least you don't have to look at people's faces every day, but no matter how good you are, you can't live without a cage.

A small cage, and then a big cage.

"They are busy in the kitchen. I heard they are learning how to make snacks," Jing Xin replied.

"They are quite adapted to it here." Qu Tan'er curled her lips in disgust. Others were living a good life, but she was bored by herself.

"Don't you like it here, Master?"

"I just want to leave here one day and live the life I want to live. What I yearn for is freedom." Qu Tan'er raised her eyes and looked at the sky outside the door, her eyes even more helpless. Even if she really can't go back

As long as you can live a happier and more comfortable life in your original place, that's fine.

"Master has been saying this for two years." Jing Xin smiled lightly.

"I have been talking about it for two years, but the result has not come true, so I am depressed to death... By the way, how did you do what I asked you to do a few days ago?" Qu Tan'er suddenly thought of something, and immediately

Asked.

"Almost all the slaves have looked for it, but there is no bed in the painting of the master in the palace." Jing Xin worked hard for several days, but still came back without success. After all, there are beds in some places that not a big maid like her can go in and look at.

Looking for all kinds of excuses.

"Where are the women in Mo Liancheng? Where are their beds?"

"No." Jing Xin shook her head helplessly.

After the master committed suicide two years ago by hitting a wall, he had a strange habit when he woke up. He always liked to find a bed! All the large and small houses in Qu's house, up and down, including the master and the eldest lady's beds, collapsed.

After reading it over and over again, one day, Jing Xin couldn't help but ask her what was going on, and she gave her a picture of a bed with a strong ancient charm. At the same time, she clamored to find this bed.

, I will look for it until I die!

Qu Tan'er's face was extremely disappointed.

What caused her to travel through time was that weird bed. She had always thought that since she had traveled here, there might be a bed like that in this country or in the capital, but why did she travel to Qu Mansion?

Then this bed should at least be not far from her, so the first thing she did when she woke up was to search every corner of Qu Mansion for a bed.

Unfortunately, besides being disappointed, I am still disappointed.

Even when she came to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, Qu Tan'er still wanted to look for it.
Chapter completed!