After time travel, I became the general's exclusive cook

The bamboo basket in front of him was blown away, Chu Qiu was blinded by the dust, closed his eyes, and lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he found himself bound hand and foot and thrown in a messy room.

There was a tingling sensation from the corner of his eye, presumably it was scratched by the thorns on the bamboo basket, but Chu Qiu didn't have the heart to put his face on at the moment, and moved his body to rub against the window.

Qingshan is the largest mountain outside Surabaya City. The mountain is covered with lush trees, and because of its high altitude, Qingshan is shrouded in clouds and fog all the year round from the halfway up the mountain, making it difficult to see its face clearly.

It took Chu Qiu a lot of effort to reach the window sill, so he could only put his head on the window sill and look outside through the gap between the windows. It was an open space where dozens of strong men practiced martial arts stroke by stroke. .

Turning his gaze to the room next to him, Chu Qiu's pupils shrank, and the hands tied behind his back clenched into fists, tightly, tightly digging into his palms, that was the murderer who killed the blue clothes and the green clothes.

The woman was shaking her round fan, her flaming red lips curled up in subtle arcs, she changed into another dress, and the bewitching purple was not obtrusive on her body, this gorgeous color seemed to be made for her by nature.

The woman raised her eyes, and Chu Qiu's heart trembled. He was frightened by her eyes. The deep, abyss-like darkness could not reveal a ray of light.

"Yo, the little guy is awake." The woman covered her mouth and smiled slightly, her brows were picturesque, but the subordinates around her only felt fear. The woman's lips were smiling, but there was no trace of a smile in her eyes.

When the dilapidated door was pushed open, it made a "creaking" sound, as if it was about to fall apart. The woman glanced at it and raised her eyebrows. There was no figure of Chu Qiu in her line of sight, but the peeling cabinet by the wall was shaking.

Chu Qiu was frightened, and when she saw that the other party was about to come, she looked for a place to hide in the room, and finally settled on this slightly worn wardrobe.

The space in the lower part of the closet can just accommodate Chu Qiu who is a young man.

Chu Qiu hid in the closet. Because his feet and hands were tied, his body was shrunk in a twisted state in the closet, and his joints were extremely sore.

"I got you~"

The charming voice came to his ears through the cabinet door, Chu Qiu bit his lips, and prayed in his heart not to be discovered, but God seemed to be against him, the more he didn't want something to happen, the more it would happen.

Sure enough, the cabinet door was violently dismantled, and Chu Qiu was violently pulled out of the cabinet and fell to the ground.

It hurt so much, Chu Qiu curled up, rubbing his flesh on the ground, sharp pebbles were inserted into his delicate skin, leaving dark red marks.

"Oh, why are you so rude, it hurts him." The woman squeezed her throat, dangling the handkerchief in the air, and walked step by step to the side of Chu Qiu who fell to the ground, stretching out her fingertips stained with blood red Danko , squeezed Chu Qiu's chin and lifted it up, "Tsk tsk tsk, this skin, this appearance, I really feel sorry for you."

His chin was forcefully lifted, Chu Qiu held his breath to keep his tears from falling, he couldn't cry, he said to himself in his heart, at least he couldn't cry in front of the bad guys.

The general will come for him, and he will take revenge on the blue and green clothes.

After staring at her for so long, the child just stared at her with angry eyes and didn't speak, which made people lose interest.

"Take care of the person, and come to me with your head if you lose it."

The woman Shiran gave an order to the big man beside her, and she discarded the handkerchief in her hand as if stained with something dirty. Watching the woman's graceful figure move away, the door was closed with a "bang", and the excessive force was still there. Let the not-so-strong door frame vibrate a few times, and dust fell all over the place.

Seeing that everyone had left, Chu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, sucked in his nose, and swallowed the soreness back into his heart. He wanted to go home.

On the other side, someone passed by an alley and found the bodies of two attendants, so he rushed to report to the government. After some investigation, he learned that these two people belonged to the general's residence, and the county magistrate went to report to the general's residence in person.

"Oops, the blue clothes and the green clothes are accompanying Qiuqiu to go out, and something happened to them, then Qiuqiu..." Anan grabbed the county magistrate by the collar and said anxiously, "Except for these two people, the accident happened sooner." Is there anyone else here?"

The county magistrate shook his thighs and was sweating profusely. He was frightened and stammered and replied: "Master Hui, Mr. Hui, no, no one else."

Mu Guichen sat on the upper seat, tapped the armrest little by little with his slender fingertips, his light-colored thin lips were pursed, and the look in his eyes was hard to detect.

"Go down."

The county magistrate wiped the sweat off his forehead with his wide cuffs, and retreated staggeringly step by step. Anan looked at Mu Guichen who closed his eyes and thought, feeling anxious, but without Mu Guichen's order, he couldn't act rashly .

"Qingshan"

An inaudible whisper escaped from his lips, Mu Guichen suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light flashed in them.

The night temperature in Qingshan was extremely low, and Chu Qiu went out wearing only light clothes, unable to resist the cold at all, not to mention that the house was leaking everywhere, which was even more unbearable for Chu Qiu who was thin.

The door was pushed open again, and the tall man strode up to Chu Qiu's side, grabbed Chu Qiu's arm and pulled him out.

"What are you doing, let go, let go of me."

Chu Qiu struggled, but in exchange for more rough treatment, the man threw Chu Qiu into another room, and looked at the large wooden bucket half a person's height placed on the floor tiles paved with bluestone slabs. While steaming, Chu Qiu rubbed his sore arm, eyes full of puzzlement.

"I'll give you 10 minutes to wash yourself off."

After leaving this sentence, the man closed the door and guarded the door to prevent Chu Qiu from running away.

This room is obviously much better than the previous one. Next to the big bathtub is a row of exhaust fans painted with landscapes, and the clean clothes are neatly stacked on top.

Chu Qiu puffed her cheeks, feeling uneasy, not knowing what they were going to do.

Ten minutes later, the big man opened the door, and the little beauty who had just come out of the bath was standing in front of her. Her fair skin was like a lotus, her cheeks were steamed with an attractive pink color, her dark red lips were slightly pursed, and her long black hair was wet. Her hair hung over her shoulders, soaking her white shirt.

The big man swallowed unconsciously, and took a step forward. Chu Qiu looked at the big man, with his hands on his sides, a white light hidden in his cuffs.

Before his hand touched Chu Qiu, the big man came to his senses, remembering his loss of focus just now, he shook his body in fear, and when he looked at Chu Qiu again, the obsession was no longer in his eyes.

"As expected, that lord has a good eye."

The big man sighed, tied up Chu Qiu, who had failed to resist, with red silk and satin, threw it on his shoulders, and carried him straight to a bigger room, where he threw it on the bed.

Chu Qiu twisted his wrist vigorously, trying to free himself from the silk and satin. Perhaps it was because the man had not done well in binding people. Chu Qiu quickly freed his hand, untied the red silk tied around his ankle, put on his shoes and ran towards the door.

The door was locked from the outside, Chu Qiu ran to the window again, but the window was also locked, there was no other way, Chu Qiu could only sit on the bed in frustration, and curled up in a corner into a ball.

The room is well-decorated, the curtains are hung with thin gauze, and the huge peony flowers are of different colors. On the table in the center, milky white smoke rises from the incense burner, exuding a sweet and greasy smell.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Chu Qiu's small head finally couldn't resist the attack of drowsiness, and little by little, he fell face down.

Um?Chu Qiu moved his eyelashes, but his cheeks did not touch the soft quilt, but instead, there was a strong arm stretched across his waist.

With a whirlwind, Chu Qiu was placed on the soft brocade quilt with her back up and her face down, and her soft, boneless white fingers slipped through the gaps in her shirt, bringing a bit of coolness.

The coolness woke people up completely, Chu Qiu's brain issued a dangerous warning, and he spun around and slipped out from under the other person. Chu Qiu sat up, covered his slightly open neckline with his hands, and looked at the woman in front of him vigilantly.

"Hehehe..." The woman smiled charmingly, pinched Chu Qiu's slender ankles with cold hands, and dragged him back under her body.

It's not that he didn't struggle, but Chu Qiu never thought that his strength was no match for a woman's. After some resistance, most of his strength lost.

"Little cutie, what are you running for, huh?"

The slender fingertips slid from the corner of Chu Qiu's forehead to his chin, and the woman's face was so close that Chu Qiu could even smell the scent of makeup on the woman's body.

Chu Qiu turned his head to the side, his throat moved slightly, and a thin questioning voice came out from his full lips: "Let me go, what are you going to do."

The woman smiled lightly, and pressed the hands of the people under her on the brocade quilt, fixed her legs at the bends of her legs, lowered her head and leaned against Chu Qiu's ear, and exhaled like blue: "You are so beautiful, why don't you follow my sister? how?"

Chu Qiu's cheeks were flushed with anger, and her breathing was even more rapid. She was obviously angry, but tears welled up in her eyes. She looked pitiful, and the teasing woman couldn't stop laughing.

"You...you let me go," Chu Qiu's voice was trembling, he couldn't think of anything, only the shadow of the person he wanted to see the most, "let go of me, don't touch me..."

This desperate beauty stimulated the woman again. The woman stretched out her hand, like peeling an egg, and slowly peeled off the snow-white jacket on Chu Qiu's body, revealing the round and smooth shoulders.

The sound of fire and fighting sounded at this moment, and the closed door was split open. Chu Qiu looked forward to, and eagerly looked at the cold-faced man who was slowly walking in the door, blood dripping from the tip of his sword.

"General..."

The snow-white arm stretched out towards the man, and the tears that filled the eyes finally slid down the end of the eyes, soaking the quilt.