The room was silent, and there was no one in sight. She walked around the beaded curtain and saw Feng Shi sitting crookedly in a wooden chair next to the armrest on the left side. With his left hand stroking his forehead, his two fingers pinching his temples on both sides, looking unbearable.

Jin Huang walked over, put the tray on the high table, picked up the decanting soup and tried the temperature of the soup, then handed it to him, and gently touched him with his hand.

Feng Shi opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, and there was no drunken stare and cloudiness at all. He raised his eyes and looked at her, and he didn't reach out to take the soup, which made Jinhuang a little uncertain.

After a few inhales, seeing that he still didn't mean to answer, Jinhuang twisted the spoon and made a "not hot" gesture. I was about to put my hand down, but I heard him say, "I don't have the strength." His eyes were lowered, and his tone was soft, but he didn't have his usual toughness and coldness.

It's rare for him to look like this.

Jin Huang twisted the spoon again and brought it to his mouth. This time, I didn't hesitate and drank it honestly.

A bowl of decanting soup quickly bottoms out.

Jinhuang wanted to turn around and take the tray and retreat, but he grabbed his wrist violently, pulled the person into his arms, and took the empty bowl in her hand with a suck and put it on the high table. The movements are so fluid that they don't look like the actions of a drunken person.

"Did you drug me?"

Jinhuang looked up at him, but saw him slowly leaning down, leaning on top, the scorching breath mixed with the smell of wine spraying on her face, and his posture was ambiguous, like a sympathetic hiss.

His eyes began to become misty and chaotic, as if it was only at this moment that the spirit of wine really came to his head.

However, Jinhuang did not let down his guard in the slightest. His words still echo in my ears...... Drugged? Didn't he, do you notice something?

She quietly opened the storage bracelet on her wrist, took out an object and pinched it in her palm, waiting for him to make a move......

At this time, Feng Shi spoke again: "If I don't drink snow mushroom soup for a day, I feel panicked in my heart. ”

That's natural, the soup is filled with the juice of the addictive poppy fruit, and if you don't drink it for a while, it can make people's hearts itch terribly. It was because of this thing that she was able to work and mobilize people to find people to boil soup, and she was able to enter Cangqianyuan.

Jin Huang looked at his eyes, but the palm hidden in the dark was quietly forced, and the thing hidden inside was crushed by the force and quickly turned into powder.

Feng Shi raised his hand and stroked her cheek, his fingers rubbing carefully near the corners of his eyes.

"How ......beautiful," he said, his misty eyes gradually impregnated with obsession, "these eyes, so clean, pure, ......" said that, his right hand clasped the back of her head, and leaned down against her eyelids to kiss and lick them.

Jinhuang's curled hand suddenly retracted, and for a moment, she almost couldn't control the strong feeling of nausea, and raised her hand to slash at him. But her sober mind and shrewd calculations forced her to resist that impulse.

But he didn't want to lie down above her, but his movements became more and more presumptuous. The force behind her head suddenly increased, and she was slammed into his arms.

As if he was no longer satisfied with the licking and licking that floated on the surface, the action of sealing the silence became rough. Her lips moved down, from eyelids to cheeks, and the next breath seemed to choke her lips. And at this moment, Jinhuang has really endured to the extreme.

She didn't like the resentment on Feng Li's body, but now that she was treated like this, she could feel the burning aura on his body, mixed with strong desire, heat and urgency. In an instant, the dark memories of her previous life that almost drove her crazy rushed in.

The nausea in Jinhuang's heart suddenly turned over the river and made a mess, and if she endured it any longer, she was afraid that the remaining reason could no longer suppress the yin and tyranny in her heart.

Before she could completely lose her mind, she opened her palm, and the powder in her palm immediately rose into the air like smoke, quickly dissolving into the air.

One...... Two......

Before the point was counted to three, Feng Xi was like a drunkard who was drunk to death, and the whole person pressed on Jinhuang. With a snort, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a wave of her right arm, she vigorously waved Feng Shi away, and at the same time, the whole person was like a slippery loach, flexibly detached from under him.

Jin Huang's eyes looked at Feng Shi, who had no support and fell to the ground softly, and the touch of being licked on his face was still disgusting at the moment.

She pinched more than a dozen purification spells in disgust, and the nausea seemed to fade away. Then, she pulled out the python whip, and the whip tip rolled up a puddle of mud like Feng Shi, and the whip handle shook it the bed, and Feng Shi was thrown into the couch.

Jinhuang pinched out the invisibility spell and put it under the bed cloth, and the silence was shrouded in it, and he slept soundly. Among them is a medicine powder that can make people faint and hallucinate, and only she has the antidote in her hand. And this invisibility spell, except for the cultivators, outsiders can't see that there is another person who is hidden on the bed.

Then, she walked out of the inner room and turned around to the desk where she was doing her daily business. There were a lot of messages from below, as well as letters coming and going. What she was looking for was documentary evidence related to the selection of the noble lady.

Previously, she had found an opportunity to go into Feng Lone's study, but found nothing, so now his bedroom was the only place where the evidence might be hidden.

Jinhuang rummaged through all the messages and letters on the table, and as a result, none of them were related. It is not surprising that these people are so cautious that something so important cannot be put on the surface, and nothing will be found.

She stood in front of the table, her eyes wandering between the desk, the ornaments, and the bookcases. Suddenly, his eyes fell on an intricately carved gold buckle on the bookcase. She stepped forward, grabbed the gold buckle with her five fingers, and tentatively rotated to the right, but she really turned it.

With the "click" sound of the gold buckle almost being snapped together, the originally closed cabinet slowly opened to both sides, revealing the space hidden behind.

There was only a rosewood box inside, and Jin Huang took out the box, removed the cover on the surface, and saw a box of messages and letters neatly stacked inside. She opened these one by one, and all of them were related to the selection of noble girls.

It turned out that it was really the same as she and Yun Hua had guessed, from beginning to end, everything was a conspiracy of the national teacher!

Jinhuang put the rosewood box into the storage bracelet and returned the cabinet to its original appearance. With that done, she turned and left, trying to go in search of Yunhua. At this moment, there was the sound of rushing footsteps from a distance, heading straight for the lonely bedroom.

She turned her head to look at the unconscious silence on the bed, and suddenly had a plan in her heart.

"Lord Feng Lone, Lord Feng Lone?" the man outside called anxiously outside the door, as if he was forced to do what Feng Shi did on weekdays, and his voice trembled and he didn't dare to let go completely.

"What's the matter?" Jin Huang replied while taking off the cloak that hung on the screen to seal the silence, while imitating his way of speaking.

"Lord Feng Li, Master National Teacher, he ...... If something happens, please go quickly. ”

Jinhuang's action of tying his belt paused. Something happened to the national teacher? This is an excellent opportunity.

"Got it. She answered, and began to conjure up her own face.

After a while, the door was opened with a "creak", and the neatly dressed "Feng Xi", to be precise, the Jin Huang, who had transformed into the appearance of Feng Xi, walked out of the house......