The evil female in the space can heal, and five beast husbands risk their lives to protect her.

Chapter 17 Top-Tier Configuration
Que Hongjin looked at Qiao Suluo from under the tree and couldn't imagine how she, who was so fat, could climb up the tree and move so nimbly to pick locust flowers.

He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Que Hongjin gently pinched the space between her eyebrows with her long, jade-like fingers, seemingly both helpless and troubled.

After watching for a while and confirming that she knew what was going on and that everything was alright, Que Hongjin's heart finally settled down.

But at that moment, he also saw a vibrant sense of life emanating from her, as if it were infectious.

His mind stirred slightly, and his gentle, picturesque eyes shimmered with a subtle brilliance, radiating a tranquil and peaceful aura reminiscent of apricot blossoms in spring rain.

Bai Qianluo stood quietly to the side, silent and still, like a delicate and beautiful ink painting.

After plucking all the locust blossoms from one tree, Qiao Suluo looked at the locust blossoms on the ground and said, "This should be enough."

As she spoke, Qiao Suluo climbed down from the tree. Just as she was about to come down, Que Hongjin stepped forward and extended his fair, jade-like wrist to help her. He said softly, "My lady, slow down and be careful."

Qiao Suluo was stunned for a moment when she saw Que Hongjin's actions. Didn't they all dislike her and not want to get close to her?
Why would he reach out to help her up?
Perhaps because she was a little distracted, Qiao Suluo accidentally stepped into empty space, lost her balance, and fell down.

"what!"

Contrary to her expectations, she didn't fall to the ground. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she had fallen on Que Hongjin.

At this moment, she could see his stunningly handsome face up close. His features were gentle and refined, his skin so fair and delicate, like moonlight reflecting on water, immaculate and naturally beautiful.

Qiao Suluo was so stunned by the beauty before her that she forgot to react, unaware that she was quite fat and heavy at the moment.

Under such weight, Que Hongjin's originally gentle and refined face turned red from holding her breath. "My lady, can you get up first?"

"Oh, oh, I...I'm sorry..."

When Qiao Suluo came to her senses, she felt embarrassed. The male beastmen of the Beast World Continent were so stunningly beautiful, almost unreal, like figures in a painting. It was a beauty she had never seen before, so much so that she reflexively forgot to react.

But she didn't mean anything by it; she was simply admiring the beauty.

In her haste, Qiao Suluo tried to get up, but because she was a bit overweight, she didn't know where she had kicked her leg. Que Hongjin groaned and turned pale.

Seeing his expression, Qiao Suluo realized that she was too fat and not the modern figure. "Yes, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to this time."

"Did I kick you somewhere?"

As she spoke, Qiao Suluo instinctively wanted to comfort the person.

Que Hongjin's eyelashes trembled violently, and a shimmering light appeared on his beautiful eyebrows and eyes. His dark and deep eyes stared at her intently, as if he wanted to devour her soul.

Just as she was about to soothe her, Bai Qianluo reached out and helped her up. His movements seemed gentle, but in fact, they carried strength as he helped her stand up. "Is my wife alright?"

"It's alright, it's Que Hongjin who's in trouble."

At this moment, Qiao Suluo felt a little guilty and remorseful.

Que Hongjin stood up, her face not looking too good. She straightened her disheveled clothes and regained her elegant and composed demeanor, her eyes returning to their calm and gentle state.

"I really didn't mean it."

Looking at Qiao Suluo's expression and reaction, Que Hongjin's eyebrows twitched with a hint of amusement, and her voice seemed to carry a seductive quality as she said, "It's my fault. I was too weak to hold my wife."

"If my wife is willing, perhaps we can do it next time when I'm feeling better."

As he spoke, his gentle, picturesque eyes curved into beautiful arcs, revealing a deep, intriguing glint.

Upon hearing these words, Qiao Suluo suddenly looked up and met his ambiguous smile. Suddenly, she didn't know what to say.

She realized that he seemed to have misunderstood, that she had deliberately fallen so that she could have close contact with him.

She wanted to explain, to say no, but thinking of what her predecessor had done, she figured it would be pointless to explain.

So she forced an awkward smile and tried to add, "I really didn't mean it, I'll lose weight too." "Let's tidy up the locust flowers first, we'll be home for lunch soon."

Qiao Suluo took out a burlap sack, and Que Hongjin and Bai Qianlu helped to put the locust flowers inside before the three of them went home.

When she got home, it wasn't even noon yet. She looked at the sun and, according to modern time, it was about 10:30 a.m.

She first soaked the wheat she bought in water overnight, which would allow the wheat to sprout for a few days before it could be used to make maltose.

Soak the soybeans again, and once they're soaked, you can grind them into tofu.

Seeing Qiao Suluo busy as soon as she returned, Que Hongjin stepped forward and said, "My lady, how about I start making the dolls now?"

She has her own steps when it comes to cooking, and he can't help her for the time being.

Qiao Suluo nodded and said, "Okay, I'll teach you how to do it first. It's actually very simple. Just follow the pattern I made."

Qiao Suluo led Que Hongjin into her room and then personally demonstrated to him how to cut and assemble the fabric.

Watching Qiao Suluo work so diligently, Que Hongjin felt a sense of clarity and beauty, and her expression became slightly dazed.

She has a very strong presence, radiating an inner charm that makes people almost forget about her outward appearance.

"That's it. If there's anything you don't understand, I'll explain it to you again. If you find it troublesome, that's okay too, I'll do it."

When she's done with her work, she can still make cloth dolls by the light of an oil lamp at night.

Que Hongjin said gently, "It's no trouble at all."

He then personally cut out the size and began sewing the doll.

At this moment, Que Hongjin sat in a chair and began to do these things. Dressed in a blue robe, she was as elegant as a jade tree and an orchid. Her sitting and lying down exuded a sense of dignified elegance that was etched into her bones.

His slender, jade-like fingers sewed the cloth doll in his hands. Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on him, enveloping him in a halo of jade-like radiance, making him appear serene and otherworldly, like a refined gentleman of noble character and noble heart.

It's unbelievable that a handsome man can do needlework.

After sewing for a while, Que Hongjin showed it to Qiao Suluo, "My lady, what do you think? Is this alright?"

"If there's anything I didn't do well, I'll fix it."

Qiao Suluo came to her senses and shook her head, saying, "No, you did very well."

The needlework was even finer than hers.

She thought she had done a good job, but Que Hongjin did a better job.

She couldn't help but think of some memories from her previous life.

This former heir of the Peacock family was very famous in the capital. It is said that he was proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and that his abilities, demeanor, talent, and upbringing were all top-notch.

Unfortunately, due to a mysterious family training exercise, his wings broke, and he was seriously injured and fell ill. The Peacock Clan saved his life with medicine, but because he could no longer fly and could no longer use the Peacock Clan's abilities, he was abandoned and treated as a piece of trash.

He never mentioned what happened back then, but Qiao Sulu always felt that the matter of his wings being cut off was not so simple.

She couldn't help but speculate about conspiracy theories because she had watched too many domestic dramas in modern times.

If he were perfectly fine, he wouldn't have been forced to marry her off to humiliate her.

Que Hongjin sensed that Qiao Suluo was not moving, and slowly looked at her, only to immediately see the regretful look in her eyes.

His expression shifted slightly, and he asked softly, "What is my wife thinking?"

(End of this chapter)