"Immortal Sister?"
Upon hearing Mi Guo say this, the servants exchanged glances, their faces showing fear.
They couldn't control themselves. They really wanted to kneel and kowtow. What should they do?
Gu Qingcheng said casually,
"I'm full. This is all yours. Eat up."
Hearing this, Mi Guo didn't stand on ceremony. He ate meat and rice with great appetite.
Gu Qingcheng felt a surge of pleasure watching him eat so heartily.
Since she was kidnapped, she had gained over 20 pleasure points from the system since waking up.
The reasons for the system awarding pleasure points were varied: telling a story was pleasurable, climbing out of a window was pleasurable, eating braised pork was pleasurable...
The system just silently tallied and awarded pleasure points, and Gu Qingcheng just accepted them.
One person and one system, such tacit understanding, both deliberately ignoring their current predicament.
Gu Qingcheng felt that even if she asked the golden finger, it would just give her those vague, evasive answers to brush her off.
But Gu Qingcheng still asked.
"Golden finger, will my parents come to rescue me? Do I still have a chance to escape?"
"Host, this question is beyond my capabilities."
The golden finger replied honestly.
Gu Qingcheng wasn't disappointed; she had expected this answer.
Before the golden finger, a burly man, could act coquettish, she promptly gave it a 5-star rating.
Alright, shut up then. I don't want to hear you anymore!
Gu Qingcheng and Mi Guo finished their meal and waited for Zhuang Nu to take them out.
Gu Qingcheng surprisingly found that Zhuang Nu, who had always been arrogant and looked down on them, seemed to have suddenly changed his attitude and was now looking at them with utmost respect.
Gu Qingcheng didn't know why these changes had occurred. Was it because they were gluttons? Because they ate so well?
Perhaps the people here were constantly hungry, so they respected those who could eat a lot?
This wasn't impossible!
Just like in her era, where everyone valued being thin and pursued weight loss as a lifelong goal, failing at dieting every day but still trying again.
However, in their Kingdom of Tonga, they valued plumpness, and only the fattest person in the country could be king.
Yes, this must be the reason.
Gu Qingcheng was respectfully led by a servant to a separate courtyard.
This time, she and Mi Guo were separated.
The small room in the courtyard was likely a bathroom, containing a large camphor wood bathtub filled with steaming, clean water.
Gu Qingcheng noticed that the camphor wood tub was brand new and asked the maid attending to her bath,
"I see the bathtub is new. No one has used it before, right?"
"Yes, this is a new one specially made for the ritual bathing of maiden girls."
The maid replied respectfully.
Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but find it amusing; it turned out to be true.
Alas, fine. A bath is a bath. Didn't she bathe every day? She was so itchy from not bathing last night.
Then, she diligently washed her hair and bathed.
The bath soap was beeswax-scented, and she washed herself until she was fragrant, carrying a beeswax scent.
Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but suspect that if she appeared in broad daylight, she would surely attract bees and butterflies. She was now a large, fragrant bee and butterfly attractor.
The maid helped her dry her hair and put on a white silk inner garment.
Then, she was led to a side room.
In the side room sat a middle-aged woman, with a table in front of her laden with various rouge, powders, hairpins, and even new clothes.
Seeing the setup, Gu Qingcheng knew resistance was futile and, with a good attitude, allowed the woman to apply makeup to her.
Powder was applied to her face, her eyebrows were drawn, her lips were painted, a red dot was placed on her forehead, her hair was combed and styled, and then she put on a red dress.
A terrifying story Gu Qingcheng had read flashed through her mind. It was said that if a woman dressed in red were buried, she would turn into a vengeful spirit.
Uh, was Old Master Gu dressing her like this to make her become a malevolent spirit?
Gu Qingcheng found it quite amusing.
She was someone with a very low threshold for laughter.
At this moment, Mi Guo also finished bathing and was brought to this side room.
After eating his fill, bathing, and washing clean, Mi Guo turned out to be a delicate, exquisitely carved little boy.
So cute! Gu Qingcheng really wanted to pinch his little cheeks.
If she had such a younger brother, she would definitely dote on him and play with him every day.
Poor Mi Guo hadn't even realized what was happening before the beautiful Immortal Sister in front of him pinched his face hard.
Mi Guo's little face turned red instantly, and he was speechless.
Seeing his shyness, Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but let out a badger's shriek in her heart. He was so adorable!
She really wanted to pinch him again. What should she do?
Before the matron and the maid could react, they saw Gu Qingcheng get up from the makeup table and pinch the boy's face...
Oh, this?
Applying makeup to the boy was simpler: his hair was styled into a Taoist bun, powder was applied to his face, his eyebrows and lips were painted, a red dot was placed in the center of his forehead, and then he was made to change into a similarly red boy's outfit.
A boy and a girl, standing together, looked quite striking and vibrant.
Huo huo! Suddenly seeing them standing together, the matron remembered that this pair was the boy and girl to be buried alive. She couldn't help but shudder violently and dared not look up again.
She quickly retreated to report that the boy and girl had been made up and their clothes changed.
Gu Qingcheng tugged at her dress. It was a little tight. She guessed that when Old Master Gu prepared the clothes, he hadn't expected them to be for a larger-sized maiden.
Fortunately, she was relatively petite, so she could barely fit into it.
But when she looked at Mi Guo, she couldn't help but chuckle.
She felt that their attire resembled Nezha from the legend of the Havoc in Heaven!
However, one was the male version, and the other was the female version!
The door to the side room opened again.
A plump old man in a brocade robe with auspicious patterns appeared at the doorway.
This was the fattest old man Gu Qingcheng had seen since arriving in this world. He was less than 1.68 meters tall but weighed over 100 kilograms. The flesh on his cheeks was almost unable to hold up, drooping downwards.
To be honest, everyone in Golden Sand City was thin. They couldn't even get enough to eat, let alone get fat. Only he was the fattest.
The plump old man had sparse, graying hair and three strands of beard on his chin. His eyes, at first glance, seemed kind, but only the occasional glint of coldness in his triangular eyes revealed that he was a sinister and malicious person at heart.
Seeing Gu Qingcheng and Mi Guo's attire, he nodded with satisfaction and said to a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest who appeared beside him,
"Daoist Master Zhang, the rest is up to you!"
Huh? This was the Daoist Master Zhang from Golden Sand Temple?
Gu Qingcheng recalled the gossip from the elders in the teahouse.
He looked unremarkable, with a rat-like beard on his chin, and seemed a bit vulgar.
Daoist Master Zhang nodded upon hearing the plump old man's words and said, "Master Gu, rest assured, the rest is up to me."
She hadn't misidentified him; the plump old man was indeed Master Gu.
Daoist Master Zhang had his two young disciples step forward and hold Mi Guo down. Then, using a strange knotting technique, he bound his arms, forcibly twisting them into a position where his hands were clasped together in front of his chest. He also had Mi Guo sit cross-legged and tied him in place with a multicolored rope.