Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Xiaoyu continued to pretend to be dead and lost contact, and even the space could not be opened. Su Haitang's heart sank.

That sudden big explosion had a huge impact on them.

Xiaoyu didn't have enough energy to begin with. He had to suppress the remnant soul of the nine-tailed sky fox remaining in Cheng Yuanzheng's body, activate time and space travel, and maintain an extremely high time ratio in space. Just thinking about it made him feel exhausted.

Fortunately, she and Cheng Yuanzheng had their soul energy replenished by clones, so they were saved from serious injury.

No, Cheng Yuanzheng himself had consumed most of his soul energy, which was far inferior to hers. He had experienced the damage and replenishment after the explosion. I don't know if he could be even.

The situation is definitely not optimistic.

Su Haitang moved her sore fingers and secretly cursed the man for being shameless, but she instinctively defended her man.

He must have fallen into a deep sleep again, it was not his fault.

But he must have affected the actions of this new clone, otherwise she would not have been able to pass the test in her own mind during the intimacy she was consciously participating in.

"Your Majesty, are you up? The hot water is ready, and my servant will help you take a bath."

The soft voice was calm, and the heavy curtains were lifted, letting in the coolness with a delicate fragrance.

"What time is it?"

Su Haitang frowned slightly, not used to the feeling of weakness and soreness all over his body.

"It's the end of time."

Jinxiu respectfully put a large nightgown on her and helped her to go behind the screen.

Su Haitang pushed the person outside the screen, twitching the corners of his mouth to solve the physical problem, and couldn't wait to wash away the traces of this.

Steam is steaming in the large wooden barrel, and bright red petals are floating on the water, with bath beans, towels, handkerchiefs and other items placed next to them.

Su Haitang gritted her back teeth, reluctantly lifted her legs into the barrel, and sank into the hot water. Then she took a breath and took off the red silk nightgown that was soaked in water and slowly floated up.

Jinxiu hurriedly took the nightgown, put it on the red sandalwood screen, and bowed out respectfully.

"Your Majesty, please soak it first, and my servant will pour you a cup of Qian Jin Lu."

Su Haitang was originally thinking about how to get rid of her, but she didn't expect that she would wink and step away automatically. She couldn't help but silently sigh in her heart, after all, the palace has talents.

She murmured softly, immersing her body in the slightly hot water, feeling so comfortable that she wanted to sigh.

"Empress."

Jinxiu shouted softly outside, as if she was afraid of startling her. After a few seconds, she gently moved in and brought the alluring cup of green gold dew to her mouth.

"Get the mouthwash first."

When conditions permit, Su Haitang will never wrong herself.

Su Haitang ordered, Jinxiu put down the cup in response, and very smartly brought water to wash her face.

Su Haitang rinsed his mouth first and drank the cup of Thousand Gold Dew. It was like a dry field being moistened by sweet rain, refreshing from the inside out.

She leaned against the edge of the barrel, closed her eyes, and tried to use the Purple Qi Technique.

The refreshing drink with a slightly minty taste did not bring her any other sensations beyond her appetite.

Su Haitang couldn't say he was disappointed. He was probably sure that this place was pure ancient times, without the fantasy and spiritual energy of cultivating immortals.

"Your Majesty, my servant will wash your hair."

Jinxiu reported softly, and gently untied the messy bun on her head. After combing it gently, she washed it with warm water of a suitable temperature.

"I'm so tired, let's talk about something to relieve my boredom."

Su Haitang relaxed his eyelids and gave instructions lazily.

"yes."

Jinxiu kept moving her hands and spoke in a soft voice. .

"Your Majesty got up at the beginning of the month of the month, and the prince and your father-in-law were waiting for you to leave. He ordered me to prepare a thousand gold dew for you, so that you can have a good rest."