The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Let me go!

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

He didn't believe in ghosts and gods. Although the voice sounded like crying, it sounded pretty good.

Especially the feel and temperature don't lie.

This is a big living person.

He stood up angrily, expecting to encounter some adventure.

It seems that the greatest adventure in this life is the diary, and there is no chance of encountering other monsters and monsters.

Haha, why is it so difficult to achieve physical salvation once and make my name as a mage real?

The lantern was lit by Zhao Chuanxin and he raised it to take a look.

On the ground lay a beautiful woman, dressed in elegant clothes, breeches and riding boots.

Except for being a little disgraced.

This woman was so beautiful, and her skin was white and tender. It was the first time that Zhao Chuanxin knew what cream skin was. Her facial features are three-dimensional and delicate, and her blue eyes are deep and charming.

In addition to being graceful and elegant, she also looks a little naive when she cries.

That special temperament made Zhao Chuanxin look at it for a moment, and it reminded a certain figure in his memory.

Hey, why are you crying? Get up quickly. Zhao Chuanxin reached out to her, trying to give her a hand.

However, Wilhelmina ignored him.

But the cries turned into quiet sobs, and she regained her composure.

Zhao Chuanxin chuckled and didn't mind, sitting next to her: Did you let the wolf chase you away?

Wilhelmina was silent.

Sister, I have already avenged you, and the wolf corpse is outside.

That's it. Stop crying. If you cry again, I'll slap you with my big mouth.

Wilhelmina was stunned.

This is the first time someone wants to slap her with a big mouth.

Seeing that she finally reacted, Zhao Chuanxin put his hand on her shoulder unconsciously: Hey, that's right. Why are you crying? Come on, show me a smile?

She had been taken advantage of just now, and now she looked at the hand on her shoulder, her eyebrows raised, and she yelled: Take your hand away!

Huh? Zhao Chuanxin was amused: Young girls are quite impressive. You can see that they have never been beaten by society. You still dare to play tricks on me in this wilderness, believe it or not, I will do something. No one can hear you even if your throat is broken?

you dare?

No matter how you say she is a queen, it would be impossible if she didn't have a bit of majesty.

If it were an ordinary woman, Zhao Chuanxin would definitely be very polite.

But he just has that kind of temperament, bullying those above him and flattering those below him. The more prominent his family background, the more he wants to test the waters.

Seeing that there were five or six of her, Zhao Chuanxin's palm slipped and he returned to the old place.

Wilhelmina put her hands on the ground, slid back suddenly, leaned against the wall, and hugged her chest in fear.

Do you think I dare?

Zhao Chuanxin said to himself that it felt really good.

You, you scoundrel, you will be punished.

Xin said that she would wait for her guard to come and make him look good.

Okay, what retribution? Thunder? Come on, strike me to death with a bolt of lightning. Oops, the battery is already low. Where is the electricity?

Wilhelmina: ...

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: Recovered? I was really afraid that you would faint from crying just now.

Wilhelmina was stunned - could it be that he was just trying to save himself from collapse?

Impossible, this scoundrel clearly has bad intentions.

At this moment, she began to be afraid again.

Yes, in the wilderness, if Zhao Chuanxin really did something, it would be useless even if she screamed at her throat.

After thinking for a while, she suddenly said: Do you know who I am?

If you reveal your identity first, then this guy won't dare to mess around.

If he promises more money, he might even become his new bodyguard.

But don't want to,

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: Who are you to care about me?

ah?

Don't follow the routine.

Wilhelmina was a little anxious and said naively: I am the queen.

Zhao Chuanxin said with a smile: Yes, I am also the God Emperor.

I truly am a queen.

Yes, I am really the God Emperor, the Heavenly Emperor of all realms. You are three levels behind me.

Wilhelmina went crazy.

Doesn’t anyone believe the truth now?

Seeing that she was speechless, Zhao Chuanxin grinned: Hanhan.

Wilhelmina was a little sensitive to this word because she felt that the way Edith Roosevelt looked at her gave her the feeling that she was a fool.

Bold.

Do you really think of yourself as a queen?

I……

Okay, okay, you are the queen.

I……

At this time, Benjamin Goldberg's voice came from outside the door: Master, how is it? Have you surrendered the female ghost?

Don't worry, your master is the Ghost Rider. He's already taken care of it. Come in.

Wilhelmina reacted slowly, and it took her a while to recover: Ghost Rider? Why are you so bad!

Zhao Chuanxin bumped her with his shoulder: You can't take a joke, can you?

Just as he was about to speak, Benjamin Goldberg and Marcus Nkrumah pushed the door open and entered.

When Wilhelmina saw the big black man, she was shocked at first.

This man is so tall.

In later generations, the average height of men in the Netherlands was once among the highest in the world.

But now, the average height is only 1.67, which is less than five feet and six inches.

She was relieved when Benjamin Goldberg came in.

Again, evil people generally don’t take children to do bad things.

Benjamin Goldberg pointed at Wilhelmina: Master, this female ghost is so beautiful, more beautiful than my mother.

Zhao Chuanxin blinked: Let her be the master's wife and you the master's wife.

Wilhelmina's eyes widened and she looked at Zhao Chuanxin in astonishment.

Benjamin Goldberg nodded: Well, she is barely worthy of the master.

I think it's just average.

Wilhelmina blew, puffing up her cheeks.

Zhao Chuanxin said: Okay, okay, don't be angry, I see you are pitiful, I will give you a chance to pursue me.

Ah? You give me a chance? Pursue you?

Wilhelmina was stunned.

For the Queen of the Netherlands to pursue you, do you need to give her a chance?

Do you want face?

Zhao Chuanxin felt more and more that this woman was beautiful and silly.

He poked Benjamin Goldberg with his finger: Quick, call the master's wife.

Benjamin Goldberg was obedient: Master.

They cooperated so seamlessly that Wilhelmina was speechless and didn't know how to refute.

Zhao Chuanxin patted her: My dear, my wife, are you hungry? We haven't eaten yet.

After saying this, Wilhelmina was really hungry.

Today's physical exertion was too much.

Hungry.

She answered honestly.

Hungry? Why don't you go cook?

Zhao Chuanxin stared at her.

Many years later, while living in England during the war, Wilhelmina learned simple cooking skills, which she also wrote about in her memoir Lonely But Not Alone.

However, one can imagine her level when it comes to British dark cuisine.

But now, she has never entered the kitchen at all.

I don't know how, what should I do?

Zhao Chuanxin looked down upon her: It's nothing. That's it. If you still want to be my wife, just go ahead and dream.

With that said, he stood up and walked into the kitchen.

Wilhelmina looked at Benjamin Goldberg: When will I want to be his wife? It's really baffling.

As expected of Zhao Chuanxin's apprentice, Benjamin Goldberg waved his thin arms and imitated Zhao Chuanxin's appearance: What? You are wronged by being my master's wife? You don't give me face, do you?

It's just that his thin body cannot display Zhao Chuanxin's momentum after all.

Wilhelmina chuckled, feeling very funny.

At this time, a clanking sound came from the kitchen.

Then there was the sound of chopping vegetables.

Benjamin Goldberg was young and not interested in beautiful women.

Hearing this voice, he looked at Marcus Nkrumah: Marcus, master has cooked. That's great.

Marcus Nkrumah nodded stupidly: Yes, the master's cooking is delicious.

Wilhelmina asked curiously: Is he a farmer? Or a rancher?

My master is a mage, a professional mage.

Fortune teller?

It doesn't make sense to a stupid woman like you. Benjamin Goldberg waved his hand impatiently.

Looking at the snot baby who imitated Zhao Chuanxin's temperament, Wilhelmina was speechless.

Except for the big black guy, there seems to be some intelligence issues.

The remaining ones, one big and one small, all looked a bit like gangsters.

After a while, the aroma of the food wafted out.

Wilhelmina sniffed, it smelled so good.

The sound of the spatula scraping in the pot and the sizzling sound of the fat being burned by the fire are mixed together, rapid and rhythmic.

Zhao Chuanxin emerged from the kitchen: Hey, wife, go wipe the dining table, there's dust on it.

Wilhelmina was stunned.

She was about to refute what Zhao Chuanxin called her, but Zhao Chuanxin had already turned back and continued cooking.

Benjamin Goldberg said a little bit fiercely: Hey, Mistress, go clean the table quickly.

Wilhelmina: ...

She had no choice but to get up and take out her silk handkerchief, which had an artificially embroidered tulip pattern on it.

Looking at the handkerchief and then at the dusty tabletop, she hesitated for a moment and finally wiped it.

When Zhao Chuanxin came out with the dishes, he was speechless when he saw the messy dining table.

Then he saw a fine silk handkerchief in her hand, which was covered with dust. He said dissatisfiedly: This prodigal woman.

He put the plate on the corner of the table, and suddenly there was a rag in his hand. He turned around to wet it, wring it out, and then came back and wiped the table carefully.

The meal is served.

Beef with cumin and onions, asparagus with pickled peppers, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried kohlrabi...

The staple food is bread.

After Zhao Chuanxin distributed the chopsticks, he sat down.

Wilhelmina habitually said: Let's pray before meals.

The last time he heard this, Zhao Chuanxin interrupted him directly.

This time, he directly grabbed Wilhelmina's soft, boneless little hand: Okay. Benjamin, you start.

Wilhelmina wanted to struggle, but felt that this was just a prayer and nothing.

So Zhao Chuanxin was allowed to grab her hand.

It's just that he caught her as soon as he caught her, but why did she keep scratching her palms?

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin was deeply impressed by this woman, not just because she was beautiful.

The most important thing is that the naive temperament in her is exactly the same as that of his last girlfriend.

They are all naive, they all look stupid, but they are actually very considerate. And kind.

Even after breaking up, you have to ask for his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Who doesn’t have an unforgettable person?

Benjamin Goldberg closed his eyes and said: Thank you, God of Chamber Pots, for giving us crops that can be turned into food to nourish the temple of the five internal organs. Let us increase our strength so that we can slap those stinky and shameless people with big-eared melon seeds. Praise you, God of chamber pots. Amen.”

Wilhelmina opened her eyes and was stunned...