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

Chapter 9: Let's see if he's up to the task.

"Bai Qianluo, Bai Qianluo?"

"How are you?"

Qiao Suluo's face turned pale. She hoped nothing bad had happened, or people would think the food she made was poisoned.

In all honesty, she never intended to harm them; she even wanted them to stay alive.

As Bai Qianluo fell, a gust of wind blew off the white cloth covering his eyes, revealing his clear and beautiful eyes.

When he looked down, his clear, cold eyes, like glass, reflected Qiao Suluo's face like a cold moon fallen from the sky into a icy pool.

At this moment, Qiao Suluo's eyes widened, looking frightened, her face pale, as if she was afraid that something else would happen to him.

Bai Qianlu coughed lightly, enduring the dizziness, and slowly stood up. "I'm fine, I just felt a little dizzy."

Qiao Suluo breathed a sigh of relief. At least her qingtuan was poisonous. She said, "You may feel a little uncomfortable after falling into the water. You should go back to your room and rest."

Bai Qianluo said in a clear and ethereal voice, "But I need to do things for my wife, how can I let my wife do these things so hard?"

Qiao Suluo waved her hand and said, "No need, really no need, I can manage on my own. Your priority is to recover your health."

"You can help me with things again once you're better."

She recalled how her predecessor forced Bai Qianluo to do things, and how he insulted Bai Qianluo with all sorts of humiliating words, including his family and clan. No one could tolerate that.

However, Bai Qianluo always seemed aloof and extremely indifferent, never saying anything unnecessary to her. Even when she insulted him, he just listened quietly without getting angry, but simply wouldn't let her get close.

He was the one who felt dizzy just now; it wasn't her who approached him on her own initiative.

"I may have said some very hurtful things to you in the past. It was my fault. Please don't take it to heart. Just forget about it in the future."

“Your eyesight isn’t good, you should rest. It’s okay if you don’t do some work, but people can die if they don’t rest.”

"And don't go to the river to wash clothes anymore."

Qiao Suluo almost coaxed Bai Qianluo into going inside to rest, urging her not to faint there.

Perhaps the cold medicine she gave him contained sedative ingredients, which is why he felt dizzy.

Once Bai Qianluo returned to her room, Qiao Suluo breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to continue working.

As Que Hongjin burned wood ash nearby, she saw what had just happened and seemed to be deep in thought.

Bai Qianluo's feelings towards Qiao Suluo have changed. In the past, even if he was dizzy, he would rather faint than get close to her, let alone fall on her.

"My lady, the wood ash is ready."

Qiao Sulu smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

Que Hongjin smiled faintly. It was rare for her to say thank you.

"What else can I do? Please instruct me, my lady?"

Qiao Suluo was stunned. She felt that Que Hongjin had been acting strangely after noon today. He used to be too lazy to say a word to her, let alone ask her what she needed.

Regardless of his purpose, it's fine as long as he helps with the work.

"I might need your help to boil some water, pour it onto the wood ash, and filter the ash water through a clean cloth three times..."

Qiao Suluo explained the tasks that needed to be done to Que Hongjin in detail, and Que Hongjin then went to do them.

Since there was no grater at home, Qiao Suluo could only slice the konjac with a knife and then find a wooden stick to crush it.

Unfortunately, we don't have a grater or any wooden or stone mortars at home, so we have to do it by hand, which is a bit of a hassle.

She worked diligently, treating it as a way to lose weight.

After boiling water and filtering the wood ash water, Que Hongjin looked at Qiao Suluo and sighed. He walked over and said, "Let me do it!" Qiao Suluo looked at Que Hongjin with a questioning look. "Are you sure you can do it?"

He's in poor health, so weak, how could he do this kind of physical work?

Speaking of this, Qiao Suluo couldn't help but sigh. No wonder people in the capital laughed at her. She really had five sickly and weak husbands, each of whom seemed like they could be blown away by the wind and die at any moment.

They couldn't justify ordering them around.

As soon as Qiao Suluo finished speaking, the air around her seemed to freeze for a moment. She realized that Que Hongjin's slightly smiling eyes and brows had become less defined, as if covered with a thin layer of frost, and his thin lips had been pressed into a line.

Qiao Suluo looked at Que Hongjin with a bewildered expression. Had she said something wrong? She hadn't said anything wrong.

Que Hongjin leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear, "Whether it works or not, my wife will know once she feels it."

His voice was clear and gentle, but the ending notes seemed to be coated with honey and lingered around her. His dark eyes reflected her bewildered and slow-to-react expression, and a hint of amusement curved his lips.

Qiao Suluo quickly took a few steps back and handed the wooden stick in her hand to Que Hongjin, "I think you can do it. I'll have to trouble you with these. You have to crush them all."

Indeed, even the weak and sickly have self-esteem and don't like others doubting their abilities.

The system is somewhat withdrawn, and its host is emotionally oblivious. If it's not working, is that what Que Hongjin meant?

Que Hongjin shook her head helplessly at her reaction, and then began to crush the konjac slices with a wooden stick.

Qiao Suluo felt a bit more relaxed.

After crushing them, soak them in wood ash water and let them sit. They can be cooked in the evening and then made into konjac dessert.

After finishing all that, it was already late afternoon.

Qiao Suluo thought that she would take the konjac dessert she made to sell the next day, and with the copper coins she could do more things.

However, she can't just sit idle right now; she can't rely solely on konjac juice.

After she returned to her room, she searched high and low but couldn't find anything, except for a lot of clothes and needles and thread in her closet.

She examined the rouge and face powder on the table closely. "It looks very cheap, yet it costs several tens of taels of silver."

"I can make these myself later, and they'll definitely be of better quality than these."

However, making these is quite troublesome and requires a lot of raw materials, so she decided to start with small-scale business and seek stability first.

As she rummaged through the clothes, her eyes lit up as if she had just thought of something, and she murmured, "I can't wear all these clothes, so I can cut them up and make cartoon dolls."

According to the memories of the previous inhabitant, there were no cartoon dolls here.

Cotton is expensive, but she could stuff the doll full of mugwort. There was a pile of dry grass in the corner of their yard, which they used to start fires. She noticed that some of it was dried mugwort.

Thinking of this, Qiao Suluo began to cut and sew with scissors, leaving a small opening to fill with mugwort, stuffing it full, and then sewing it up.

In her previous life, Qiao Suluo also enjoyed doing handicrafts when she had nothing to do.

By evening, Qiao Suluo had made six small round cloth dolls, and made two that looked like kittens, puppies, and bears.

Just as Qiao Suluo was about to go to the yard to gather mugwort, she heard a lively commotion coming from the doorway.

Qiao Suluo saw a lot of villagers gathered at the door.

"This is what you are doing?"

When everyone saw Qiao Suluo come out, they felt a little embarrassed, remembering how they had previously made fun of her. But they still forced themselves to put the things by the door and said, "Qiao Suluo, thank you for teaching us this first aid method today. I don't have anything else of value at home, but the chickens at home just laid two eggs. Here you go."

Everyone stepped forward to put things down, saying, "This is my family's mixed grain flour."

"These scallions are from my yard, please don't mind them."

(End of this chapter)