She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Ten Wan shook his head, "That's not the case. I heard my seniors mention it before. This progress is not based on time. It probably depends on the completion of the plot."

"Completion..." Qiao Zhenzhen thought, "In the past, because I stopped updating, the world had insufficient energy and faced collapse. Does that mean that the world will officially become a perfect circle when this story reaches its finale? The premise is that I have to live."

Of course, you have to live. How can a dead author write the finale?

"That should be the case, but the bureau has not stated it clearly. Maybe the criteria for judging each world are slightly different. For example, some worlds can be completed once the entire text is completed, while some worlds need to stay until a normal death."

Qiao Zhenzhen had a sudden thought, "Then I'll shout now and finish the whole article! Do you think our mission will be completed and I can go back?"

Ten Wan looked at her like she was a fool, "You can try it."

"Heh." Qiao Zhenzhen shrugged, "I'm not that stupid."

Ten Wan was speechless, too lazy to pay attention to her, and left one sentence, "I'll go nearby to see if there are any safety hazards!"

He ran away.

"Don't come back too late!" Qiao Zhenzhen shouted at it.

"Know it!"

……

When Qiao Zhenzhen returned to the second courtyard, Xia Xiang stepped forward and said: "The girl's bedroom is almost decorated. Now we are decorating the study and bathroom. If the girl feels noisy, why not go to the temple for a walk."

"No, it will get dark soon, and I'm a little tired." Qiao Zhenzhen looked at the main rooms, "I'll go read in the study over there."

When Master Juekong showed them around before, he said that this study could be used as they pleased.

Xia Xiang asked: "Can I get you some tea?"

"No, you go and do your work. I see there's a lot to do."

There weren't many people living in this yard before, so there weren't that many beds. She brought a lot of people, so now she had to move beds from the front to the yard. This is just to solve the problem of sleeping at night. There are many daily tasks, but there is no need for Qiao Zhenzhen to worry about it. Fortunately, she brought Xia Xiang here. The short-term move of these dozens of people has been more complicated than she expected. Quite a few.

Xia Xiang resigned.

Qiao Zhenzhen came to Xie Qianzhong's study.

The study room was very simply decorated, with not even a painting hanging on the wall. There were two large bookshelves on both sides of the wall, filled with books. The other side was like the one she had seen in the drugstore before, the kind with many small drawers. Huge wooden cabinet for traditional Chinese medicine.

Qiao Zhenzhen did not open the drawer at will, but just watched it with some piety in front of the medicine cabinet for a while.

Only then did she feel like she had indeed worshiped a very powerful Chinese medicine doctor.

As long as she studies hard, one day she will be able to recognize all the medicinal materials here and use them flexibly to treat people!

But thinking of this, Qiao Zhenzhen suddenly became troubled.

When it comes to treating people, doctors in this era should still belong to the lower-class profession. With her current status, she can be said to be noble in the aristocratic circle. If she completes her studies, will she open a medical clinic in the capital?

It seemed a bit unrealistic, and that was not her ambition.

She didn't want to be a queen, a queen mother, let alone some kind of darling medical concubine. No, she should be said to be the Duke's wife, but the name was a bit awkward for the Duke's wife and the doctor's wife.

For a moment, Qiao Zhenzhen's thoughts were like a wild horse running wild, and she even began to think that she could use her spare time to resume her old career as an author.

Let's take a girl who knows medical skills as the protagonist. The girl can travel through time and be reborn... As for the male protagonist, why not just make the gloomy and paranoid God of War Prince with a useless leg? Healing in both directions. Although it is a joke that is about to be written, but in this era Originally, it was mostly a poor boy who lusted after a rich girl and gained both wealth and wealth. It is time for everyone to accept the impact of women's Shuangwen.

Qiao Zhenzhen shook her head, she was thinking about all kinds of nonsense!

The master asked her to pass on the mantle, is this all she can do?

That's a miracle doctor——

Suddenly I felt pressure.

Unable to help sighing, he left the study to look for Dongxiang and asked her to find the "Nei Jing".

Xie Qianzhong was not there, but he appeared at some unknown time. Qiao Zhenzhen did not have the habit of touching other people's things without permission. She got the book and sat in front of the desk to read.

The summer nights are long, and even when the lights are turned on, the courtyard is still bustling with banging and banging.

When Shiwan came back from shopping, he found Qiao Zhenzhen in the study and said to her, "I found a small stream in the mountains behind. There are fish. If you eat vegetarian food in the temple, I won't eat with you!"

"You can eat as long as you want, don't take it to the temple." Qiao Zhenzhen said, "Xia Xiang told me that she specially learned a few vegetarian meat recipes from the cook, so that they can look real."

"Then I can't only eat raw food!" Ten Wan was dissatisfied, "No matter how fake it is, it is still fake. You are too cruel if you don't let cats eat meat!"

Qiao Zhenzhen put down the book and prepared to have a good chat with Ten Wan.

"Of course cats can eat meat, but who said cats can only eat cooked meat? After tens of thousands of years of evolution, I have never heard that cats can't eat raw fish, let alone raw fish. I've also seen cats eating dead mice and showing off all over again. It tastes crunchy and delicious."

Ten Wan was disgusted and took two steps back, retching several times.

"Master Wan is not a low-level cat who has not yet developed his intelligence! I would rather eat a human than a dead mouse!"

This time it was Qiao Zhenzhen who retched, "You still eat people, you are so disgusting!"

After a few more exchanges of words, Qiao Zhenzhen said: "I didn't ask you to become a vegetarian with me, but you can't cook meat in the temple. This is a matter of basic respect. Be careful of the Bodhisattva being angry."

Ten Wan was sulking, turned his back and pointed his butt at Qiao Zhenzhen, "There is no such thing as a Bodhisattva in this broken world."

Faced with a chubby furry, Qiao Zhenzhen could never be cruel, "How about next time you want to eat fish, let Xia Xiang follow you and cook grilled fish outside. You can come back after eating."

Ten Wan calmed down a bit, turned thirty degrees, and glanced at her from the corner of his eye, "But eating grilled fish all the time is too monotonous."

"Then you can catch birds again and eat roasted birds." Qiao Zhenzhen said, "But don't catch snakes. I guess Xia Xiang is afraid of snakes."

"That's boring. You can't eat grilled food all the time. You'll get angry!" Ten Wan turned around again, his eyes were bulging, and he looked very thief.

"I see you eating grilled and fried fish every day, and I don't even get angry!" Qiao Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at it, "Are you stupid? Anyway, you run fast. If you want to have a big meal one day, just go home or go find it. Han Zheng is fine. If you want to eat whatever food you want, I will write him a letter and ask him to treat you to it. In fact, you can also ask Xu Qingjie to take you to eat. I can put money in the mailbox, but I see that he is a little afraid of you. .”

Ten Wan turned around completely and faced Qiao Zhenzhen, his pupils shining.

"Then I'd better look for Han Zheng. I'll order the food then, and you can write to him, and that's it!" Qiao Zhenzhen is right. With its walking distance, it can arrive in less than an hour. Ten Thousand Delights .

Therefore, two days after Han Zheng sent Qiao Zhenzhen to Baoguo Temple, Ten Wan appeared in his room with a letterbox. The so-called letter was, to be precise, a menu...

This is a later story.