Gu Xijiu nodded, with a smile on her face: "It's delicious.
Mo Zhao sighed lightly and asked her: "The day after tomorrow is the day when you and I will get married.
Are you happy?"
Gu Xijiu's eyes were bright: "Does getting married mean being together forever?"
"Yes, you will be my wife after we get married, and you will always be by my side."
"Well, then I'm happy."
Gu Xijiu answered without hesitation.
After eating, she immediately started clearing away the dishes like a little daughter-in-law.
Mo Zhao stopped her: "You are the future wife of the Lord.
You don't need to do these rough jobs.
Just let the servants come."
He rang a silver bell on the table, and sure enough, a maid came in and quickly cleaned up, and then He bowed his head and retreated.
"Brother Zhao, would you like some more tea?"
Gu Xijiu asked diligently.
Mo Zhao paused and shook his head: "No need, I'm not thirsty."
"Then if your shoulders are sore, I'll give you a squeeze."
Mo Zhao: "" He couldn't help but sigh: "No need, you have already beaten me eight times today."
"Oh."
Gu Xijiu responded and stopped talking.
She lowered her eyes and acted like a fool.
Mo Zhao looked at her and couldn't help but said: "Xijiu, there are many ways to please me, not just making tea and beating shoulders.
You can think of another one."
Gu Xijiu looked at him blankly and repeated: "Think of one more thing."
She seemed to be thinking hard, but after thinking for a moment, she lay on the table holding her head: "My head hurts."
Mo Zhao: "" When Long Fan came in, Gu Xijiu was holding her head in her hands, with cold sweat all over her forehead.
Long Fan frowned: "Why did you touch her again?"
He took out a pill and walked quickly to Gu Xijiu, trying to lift her up and feed her the medicine.
But as soon as he helped her, Gu Xijiu took several steps back as if she had been stung by a scorpion: "Don't come here to stink."
Long Fan: "" He looked very unhappy and gave the pills to Mo Zhao: "Lord, please feed her."
Mo Zhao sighed, took the pill and brought it to Gu Xijiu's lips for her to take.
Soon after taking it, Gu Xijiu felt a little groggy and sleepy.
Mo Zhao helped her to the bed and let her sleep.
She fell asleep quickly, almost falling asleep on the pillow.
Mo Zhao called her several times in a low voice but she didn't respond.
"Long Fan, I just asked you to cleanse all her memories, not to make her stupid.
You see she is like a little fool now.
She only knows how to make tea and beat her shoulders."
Mo Zhao said in an irritable tone: "Let her think more.
She'll have a headache after planting, she won't always be like this."
In fact, he still likes Gu Xijiu, who is like a cold rose with thorns, instead of the silly Baitian now, whose intelligence is that of an eight or nine-year-old child at best.
Long Fan's face was expressionless: "Lord, the drug that cleanses all memories has side effects.
This subordinate has already said it.
What's more, you said you hope she will be obedient, and you also said you like to drink the tea she brews.
In your lifetime, I hope she can pat your shoulders for you, and from now on you are the only one in her eyes.
Now that these have been achieved, the Lord will be dissatisfied, then this subordinate" Mo Zhao choked and frowned: "But she is like a piece of wood like this.
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She has no interest.
Can you improve her IQ?"
Long Fan glanced at Gu Xijiu on the bed: