GBP Chapter 170 The Madam Smells Like Milk
Chapter 170 The Madam Smells Like Milk
Listening to Jiang Wanqing's question, Luzhu's eyes flickered.
Then he raised the corners of his lips and explained with a smile: "My hairpin suddenly disappeared. I thought I lost it here, so I came back to look for it. Fortunately, I found it."
When Jiang Wanqing heard this, he couldn't help but look at Lu Zhu's head.
Sure enough, there was a wooden hairpin inserted.
Then Lu Zhu looked at Jiang Wanqing again and continued to ask: "It's just that, Madam, you are married, why are you back now? You are still well after this time... Congratulations, Madam, you have successfully married, and the King of Hell is not taking another wife."
Luzhu looked relieved.
Judging from his expression, he was actually happy for Jiang Wanqing.
Jiang Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly.
Then he said, "I got married only because I wanted to catch the legendary King of Hell. Since the 'King of Hell' has been caught, I also plan to come back to change my clothes back."
When Luzhu heard this, she was stunned for a long time.
It took a lot of effort to regain composure.
He asked in disbelief: "The 'King of Hell' was captured? Is that true? Could it really be man-made? We have always believed that the 'King of Hell' really exists."
Jiang Wanqing's eyes sparkled, and he laughed thoughtfully: "Of course it's true, otherwise, why would I be here alive? And why did everyone in this yard suddenly disappear? All of this is a trap specially prepared for the 'King of Hell'."
When Luzhu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief for the whole summer vacation.
There is a feeling of surviving a disaster.
She said carefully, "Now, it's great that we have gotten rid of that fake 'King of Hell'. If he had always existed, who would dare to get married?"
Jiang Wanqing suddenly glanced at Luzhu.
He asked, "You are not married yet, right?"
Lu Zhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
With a hint of bitterness on his lips, he said, "Yes... In this life, I only want to pass on my father's incense-making skills. I don't want to think about anything else."
To the end.
Lu Zhu suddenly raised her head and looked at Jiang Wanqing, with a hint of excitement on her face: "Since only Madam is here now, I guess their attempt to capture the King of Hell has not yet come to an end. If not, Madam, will you come with me to my house to see how the incense is made?"
Jiang Wanqing glanced at the darkness.
With a look of embarrassment on his face, he said, "But now, it's dark."
Lu Zhu explained quickly, "My home is only a few minutes away from here. After watching the incense making, I will be back soon. Madam, it will take a long time for the young master to come back, right? Why not take this opportunity to go to my home and kill some time?"
"Yeah! They won't be back for quite some time."
Jiang Wanqing sighed helplessly.
Sure enough, the next second, she looked into Luzhu's eyes and suddenly became excited.
Jiang Wanqing sneered in his heart.
So soon, you can't hide it anymore...
Jiang Wanqing then looked at Lu Zhu again: "In that case, you wait for me here. I will go change my clothes first and then leave with you."
Luzhu nodded.
Jiang Wanqing turned around and went back to her room.
She changed her wedding dress back.
She glanced around the room and saw that there was no writing brush, ink, paper or inkstone in the room.
Then, she picked up the eyebrow pencil on the dressing table and left a message on the sketchbook on the table.
After doing all this, Jiang Wanqing turned around and left the house.
When Jiang Wanqing walked out of the room, she saw Luzhu wandering downstairs.
When Luzhu heard the noise, she looked up in the direction of Jiang Wanqing.
Smiling, "Madam."
Jiang Wanqing nodded at Luzhu, then slowly walked down the stairs.
And Green Bamboo also came over at the same time.
After changing Jiang Wanqing's clothes back, Luzhu sniffed them carefully.
With confusion in his eyes, he said, "Madam, I always smell a milky scent on you. Is this your body odor? Or some kind of perfume?"
Jiang Wanqing looked at Luzhu as if he was looking at the silly young master from the neighboring house.
If the other person is someone who has been through this, he or she will definitely be able to tell that you may be a person who has given birth.
After all, a mother looks very different from a girl at first glance.
Not to mention, it smells like milk.
Jiang Wanqing frowned and explained slowly: "Yes, it is the fragrance of milk. It is a natural body fragrance."
She realized it and stopped talking.
The excitement in Luzhu's eyes became even more intense.
Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but become curious.
Why does Luzhu feel so abnormally happy when he smells his own scent, or rather, when he knows that it is his own body odor?
She wanted to see what Luzhu was trying to do by tricking her into it.
At this moment, Luzhu seemed to realize that her every move was in Jiang Wanqing's eyes, and realized that she might have been rude just now.
With a trace of confusion and apology on his face, he explained: "I'm sorry, ma'am. As you know, I'm a perfumer. I'm usually sensitive to all kinds of smells. Now that I know that your body fragrance is milky, I can't help but be more curious."
There is nothing wrong with this explanation.
Jiang Wanqing replied: "No problem, in that case, let's go to your place on horseback, shall we?"
But Lu Zhu's eyes were twinkling.
Then he said, "Madam, my home is only a few minutes away from here. Otherwise, why don't we walk there? I'm afraid that if I go back on horseback in anger, I might wake up the neighbors, which would be bad."
Jiang Wanqing smiled slightly and said gently, "Of course you can. I've been sitting in the sedan chair for too long. I really want to walk."
Jiang Wanqing glanced at the horse.
He couldn't help but smile.
Are they afraid that the horse will wake up the people around them, or are they afraid that the horse's noise will be too loud and cause some unnecessary trouble?
Jiang Wanqing didn't ask.
He just followed Lu Zhu's footsteps and rushed towards the darkness in the distance.
It's already very late at this point in time.
It was almost past midnight, and the villagers of Changping Village, who had just been drinking and dining, had gone to bed long ago. After all, they still had farm work to do the next day.
The silent night always seems to feel a little creepy.
Jiang Wanqing said quietly, "If I hadn't come today, wouldn't you be afraid of going home so late by yourself?"
Lu Zhu heard this and laughed out loud, then replied nonchalantly, "If you believe in ghosts and gods, then they are real. If you don't believe in them, then they are just fabricated.
Besides, isn’t it the human heart that is scarier than a ghost? What else can be scarier than the human heart?
Jiang Wanqing glanced at Luzhu with complicated eyes.
Then he replied meaningfully: "Hearing you say that, Luzhu, it seems like you have experienced a different life. Could it be that you have encountered some terrible human heart?"