Chapter 1843 - 1441: Stripped Corpses, Stark Naked!

Yuan Bao suddenly had nothing to say!

Making his own wife feel she misspoke is basically impossible!

In this regard, calling his wife a master of rhetoric wouldn’t be too much; she can turn black into white, reverse right and wrong with no equal, and can fully justify herself without any problem!

So, Yuan Bao remained silent!

"The rooster crows at midnight, Gu Bapi..." Yuan Bao didn’t speak, but Gu Changsheng hummed even more enthusiastically, tapping her feet in time with her humming.

It must be said, Zhou Mu and the others were incredibly quick with their actions. Having them do the low-grade job of stripping clothes off dead bodies seemed a bit like overkill.

So, in just a quarter of an hour, all those bodies lying on the ground were stripped clean!

Of course, Zhou Mu and the others were rather considerate, at least leaving a small cloth covering the lower parts of the bodies as a token of dignity, even though it was too small to serve as a proper cover!

A huge pile of clothes was thrown in a corner. Upon hearing their commotion, Gu Changsheng instantly dashed over, "Stripped clean? All stripped clean?"

Then, her gaze shifted to behind Zhou Mu and his group...

Well then...

The view here is quite singular!

A uniform row of stark white naked bodies!

Truly a spectacle!

"You dare look!" Zhou Mu’s low growl carried an edge of near-explosion.

Hearing this, Gu Changsheng immediately shrank her neck, hastily shaking her head and muttering, "I’m not looking! Not looking! I’m here to help make sacks!"

Oh my god, when her evildoer gets awkward, no one can compare!

So, they were just stripped dead bodies, what’s wrong with her taking a glance?

What’s wrong with that?

Why so petty?

Gu Changsheng sneaked a look at her evildoer, alright, his face was a bit dark, she better not provoke him...

Not looking is not looking, after all, it’s not like he looks better than her evildoer!

"You’re here to help make sacks? With your needlework?" Zhou Mu glanced at his waist when he heard Gu Changsheng’s words and spoke.

Hearing his words, Gu Changsheng’s heart gave a jolt, she followed his gaze to his waist and couldn’t help but cringe from the sight!

Alright then...

Hanging from Zhou Mu’s waist was a sachet, the making of which was so abstract, it was downright worm-like, indistinguishable!

In short, this sachet appearing on someone as godlike as Zhou Mu truly felt out of place, the visual impact incredibly striking!

It’s a tragedy beyond words!

No doubt about why this sachet was on Zhou Mu, because it’s always been there!

Almost entirely mismatched with Zhou Mu’s aura, yet miraculously fused together, this sachet was a juxtaposition of incongruity and integration!

This sachet was none other than crafted by Gu Changsheng during their engagement under the coercion of her foster father, through days and nights of toil!

This sachet, vividly representing the pinnacle of Gu Changsheng’s needlework, no doubt!

"What do you mean by this? Are you disdaining my poor needlework?" Thus, Gu Changsheng immediately widened her eyes.

Her needlework is indeed poor, so what?

Hearing this, Zhou Mu gave Gu Changsheng a chilly glance without speaking.

But that glance explicitly said, poor needlework means being self-aware!

Zhou Mu’s glance was a trigger, Gu Changsheng became furious, reached for Zhou Mu’s waist, grabbed the sachet, "If you dislike it, don’t wear it. I didn’t beg you to wear it. If you don’t want it, return it to me!"

"Don’t mess around!" Almost as soon as Gu Changsheng reached out, Zhou Mu’s fingers, as smooth as jade, were on Gu Changsheng’s hand, "This king traded his fortune for a betrothal token to get this sachet..."

"You also got me!" Gu Changsheng glared.

"Yes, yes! This king also got you, along with this sachet!"

"So what?" Gu Changsheng huffed.

"So you wanted to help sew sacks, right? Go ahead!" Zhou Mu said while taking the sachet back from Gu Changsheng’s hand, carefully smoothing out the creases she had made, treasuring it like a jewel.

Seeing this, Gu Changsheng stopped huffing, a hint of sweetness rising in her heart, she waved her hand confidently, "Then, I won’t stoop to your level!"

Then, she beckoned to Yuan Bao, "Yuan Bao, bring my needle and thread!"

They didn’t bring regular needlework supplies, as they were here to ascend the Star Innate Tower to meet Ta You, not to be tailors, why would they bring such useless stuff?

However, fortunately, Gu Changsheng always carried silver needles, now they were with Yuan Bao!

Hearing his mistress’s command, Yuan Bao immediately ran over eagerly.

Zhou Mu and Shi Wujue exchanged a glance and spontaneously started to unleash devastating blows on that pile of clothes. Some places that shouldn’t be sewn together must be taken apart, right?

Meanwhile, while Shi Wujue was taking apart the clothes, his gaze couldn’t help but dart over to Zhou Mu’s waist once or twice, with an indescribable melancholic look in his eyes...

Did this sachet come from her hands?

This sachet is so ugly!

But if Gu Changsheng gifted me such a sachet, would I, like Zhou Mu, always carry it by my side?

The answer is, naturally, yes!

To receive a gift from her, no matter how ugly, is a sweet thing. It’s just that he, Shi Wujue, doesn’t have such an honor!

He was wrong!

He was wrong to have entered Gu Changsheng’s world a step later than Zhou Mu. But this mistake can no longer be corrected...

It can only become a lifelong regret!

"Dear, your stitching is really..." Zhou Mu and Shi Wujue were responsible for tearing clothes apart while Gu Changsheng and Yuan Bao were responsible for sewing sacks. Yuan Bao took a moment and glanced at his wife’s hands. Just one glance, and Yuan Bao almost kneeled to his wife!

Oh my god!

These zigzagging stitches, these stitches of varying sizes that can’t even run straight, the needlework of his wife is truly...

Yuan Bao suddenly felt that the sachet his master was carrying was really the best. At least, compared to his wife’s stitches on the sack, those stitches were evidently much smaller. Even if they were zigzagging, they weren’t zigzagging too wildly!

Actually, Yuan Bao got it wrong!

The sachet is only so small. Even if Gu Changsheng wanted to zigzag further, she would need space to mess around!

Gu Changsheng blushed a deep red at Yuan Bao’s disparaging words and snorted, speaking with justified confidence, "What do you know? It’s just sewing up a sack. Why do you need fine craftsmanship? As long as it doesn’t rip open with a big hole, it’s fine! Hurry up; don’t even think about being lazy!"

Having said that, Gu Changsheng righteously urged Yuan Bao to speed up his work.

Hearing this, Yuan Bao’s mouth twitched as he resigned himself to sewing up the sack.

Fine craftsmanship?

It’s laughable that my wife feels free to say that. As if, if she wasn’t rushing, she could produce fine craftsmanship!

Yuan Bao genuinely didn’t know what to say as it’s clear what his wife says is always right!

But very soon, Yuan Bao realized he had overestimated his wife!

Because, as he watched his wife quickly tie a knot after using up a thread recycled from a piece of clothing, Yuan Bao watched wide-eyed!

And the knot, Yuan Bao had seen it before. When his wife performed surgeries and sutured, it was always tied like that. Just hook the thread onto the last stitch, press it down, and then... there was nothing then!

Seeing this, Yuan Bao was stunned!

He cast a glance at his master’s waist, full of confusion!

Is this how my wife ties knots?

So how come the sachet his master has carried for so long hasn’t fallen apart yet?

Zhou Mu caught Yuan Bao’s gaze and gave him a chilly look full of warning!

Yuan Bao immediately understood that his master must have saved his sachet. Otherwise, given my wife’s knot-tying skills, it wouldn’t make sense for the sachet not to unravel!

So, Yuan Bao accepted his fate!

After his wife finished sewing a sack, Yuan Bao silently took the sack made from clothes and reworked every knot tied by Gu Changsheng...

He had no choice, if he didn’t rework them, they would genuinely rip open with a big hole!

These sacks were meant to hold things. If they tore open halfway, how heartbroken his wife would be!

Gu Changsheng was completely oblivious to Yuan Bao’s actions as Zhou Mu took note of Yuan Bao’s work and nodded in satisfaction.

Yuan Bao’s heart was filled with a speechless lament!

What on earth is this all about?

How did he, a proper Great Eunuch, become a little Palace Maid?

And the kind that is responsible for cleaning up afterward, how tragic!

Yuan Bao’s misery was beyond understanding!

Because they were all busily engrossed in their work!

Except for the Holy Envoy Child, whom Gu Changsheng released from the sack. Naturally, she had no other expectations for him, so the Holy Envoy Child just stood there among the sacks. On one side were things looted from the bookshelves, and on the other side was a small mountain-like pile of food...

Taking another look at those people busily making sacks amidst a pile of clothes, the Holy Envoy Child suddenly found himself momentarily disoriented!

Is he really at the Star Innate Tower?

Is this truly the Star Innate Tower he knows?

Should such a scene of men and women busy with needlework really appear in the Star Innate Tower?