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Lu Qing avoided Yu Mingchuan's gaze and hurried to the bathroom next door with clothes in her arms. Although she didn't have any suspenders or underwear, the underwear she prepared was very soft. Lu Qing hurriedly put them on. When she was done, she saw that Yu Mingchuan had also put on his clothes and came out.

He did not wear any armor today. Instead, he wore a sky-blue cotton robe with the sleeves tucked away, giving him a fresh and handsome appearance.

If it weren't for the fact that her long, unbound black hair added a bit of charm to it, Lu Qing would have thought that it was a completely different person.

"There's no more green salt, you can just use the willow branches with water."

Saying that, Yu Mingchuan walked to the bathroom and opened a box. Inside the box was a neatly arranged willow branch. This was their tool for brushing their teeth.

Lu Qing did not hold back as she took one and hurriedly washed her face and rinsed her mouth.

After Lu Qing finished washing her face, a small porcelain bottle appeared before her.

"He came from the Western Regions. He said that if you rub his skin during the winter, it won't dry out."

Lu Qing did not hold back and took it over to open. It was a creamy white fat paste with a fragrant aroma. Not bad.

After smearing all over her face and hands, Lu Qing ignored Yu Mingchuan and walked out of the room.

There was a large car parked in the yard outside. Next to the car stood a group of expressionless soldiers, including Faang Jiming, who had a big nose and big ears.

The key point was that this group of people didn't even look at her. They didn't have the gossiping expression they had yesterday.

When Lu Qing walked closer, Faang Jiming suddenly brought everyone to stand in front of Lu Qing.

"This subordinate pays his respect to Madam!"

The ten men cupped their fists and kneeled down together.

Lu Qing was shocked. This was the first time since coming here that someone had kneeled down before her, yet this was the first time she was so powerfully kneeling. She did not know why.

Lu Qing hurriedly went to help them up, but they all quickly retreated one by one. However, they still maintained their kneeling positions.

"Madam, we will obey as long as you give us the order." Faang Jiming said.

Well, Lu Qing coughed uncomfortably twice and cleared her throat, "All of you, get up."

Lu Qing didn't know if what he said was right or wrong, but she felt extremely awkward. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that the group of people stood up in an orderly manner.

It looked like they all knew of her identity, but she wouldn't have one after tomorrow.

"Are you coming with me to the Southwest Salt Marsh today?" Lu Qing looked at Faang Jiming.

"Yes."

Lu Qing's voice was still as calm as before, which made her extremely conflicted. The boss of this group of people had a fickle personality, but his subordinates were as cold as stone eggs one by one. They were completely out of place, alright?

Seeing that they didn't seem to have any intention of chatting with her, Lu Qing started to think about where she should eat breakfast. At that moment, two more people came in from outside the door.

Xue Yan walked over with Han Shuo in one hand and a basket in the other.

"Brother Han, let's eat."

After staying with that monster for an entire night, Lu Qing now had a good impression of Xue Yan.

"Brother!" Are you alright? " Han Shuo shook off Xue Yan's hand and ran over as fast as he could.

He jumped into Lu Qing's arms. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Lu Qing, Han Shuo smiled with reassurance. His big round eyes were like crescent moons.

A big hand suddenly grabbed Han Shuo's neck and carried him away like a kitten.

Han Shuo kicked wildly, but realized that he couldn't reach the person holding him. After seeing the owner of the hand, Han Shuo instantly stopped moving like a salted fish hanging in the wind.

It was his very good-looking new father.

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