Yun Chuhan walked into the Peony Pavilion. Li Jiujiu raised his head and looked at it, then he had to get up and salute very perfunctorily.

"Lord Wan'an."

After shopping for most of the day, I finally felt a little tired after a long time.

"Get up. This king hasn't eaten yet, so I'll come to you and see what food there is. After Yun Chuhan finished speaking, he walked over and sat down.

"Okay. I bought too much today, and it went bad if I couldn't finish eating. Just in time you're here, help solve it a little. He said for a long time and sat down again.

Yun Chuhan glanced at Li Jiujiu and showed an imperceptible smile. Because, compared to when she first came back, her cold appearance is now much better for him.

In this way, Yun Chuhan was already satisfied.

Lie on the table for a long time, showing a tired appearance. Still, the stomach growls with hunger.

She seemed to remember something, raised her head and said to Yun Chuhan: "Say okay first, you will eat whatever you want." I bought them all from the temple fair today. Don't worry, I asked my grandmother to prepare silver chopsticks. If it's poisonous, you can try it. ”

"Ben Wang...... No, I don't dislike it. As long as you like to eat, I don't dislike it. Yun Chuhan said with a smile that he wanted to let go of the high-minded attitude of "I am the prince" to treat Lijiujiu.

After a long time, he no longer looked at Yun Chuhan, and lay down again. She couldn't help but snicker, though. Yun Chuhan's former cold arrogance is now completely empty in front of her. He also claimed to be me, not the king, and completely put down the prince's shelf.

After a while, Bi Luo and Mrs. Liu came in with food.

Seeing the meal that had been arranged, Yun Chuhan couldn't help but smile. This table is all meat, greasy.

"Starving!" After finishing talking for a long time, he went to clip the duck legs.

Yun Chuhan also picked up the chopsticks.

At this time, the peony pavilion was warm and harmonious, a harmonious scene.

The so-called few families are happy and a few are sad.

Hibiscus Court.

Jin Se brought the prepared dishes into the bedroom. Wan'er was sitting in a chair and napping. When I heard footsteps, I opened my eyes.

Jin Se set the dishes and went to the kitchen to bring a bowl of rice. When I walked into the bedroom, Wan'er was gone, and half of the dishes on the table were missing.

Jin Se shook his head helplessly, and then put a chopstick dish on top of the rice. She had to feed Qu Lingxue first.

Wan'er returned to her room with the dishes, and then went to the kitchen to serve a bowl of rice. While the food was still hot, she quickly lit the small stove in her room. Then start eating.

Since Jin Se came, Wan'er simply didn't care about anything, and she had to distribute the charcoal from the internal affairs room to Qu Lingxue, and take some of it for herself, just like a master's style.

The flames in the stove grew stronger and stronger, and the charcoal became redder and redder. Wan'er was full of food, and put down the bowl and chopsticks contentedly.

I have to say that Jin Se's cooking is really fragrant and delicious, better than the food sent by the dining room when Qu Lingxue was the most favored.

Before Jin Se went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, Wan'er quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and put them all in the kitchen. In this case, she doesn't have to wash the dishes, and Jinse has to wash the dishes anyway.

When I returned to the bedroom from the kitchen, I felt warm as soon as I entered the room. Wan'er sat on the bed, looked at the charcoal that had been burned red in the stove, remembered her mission, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

She is now trapped in the Spring Pavilion and can't do anything.

Wan'er wanted to see Shizi, after all, she still couldn't see his face, as long as she could see his back and hear his voice, she would be satisfied.

However, she would prefer to be useful. In this way, we can help the son. As long as she helps Shizi, she will have the opportunity to get closer to Shizi.

In the dead of night, if Wan'er can't sleep, she will sneak near the back door. She hesitated, but she never flipped out.

Because Wan'er knows very well that with her three-legged cat-like kung fu, what can she do when she gets out of Furong Pavilion? In the depths of winter, in order to ensure that everything is safe before Chinese New Year's Eve, the number of patrol guards in the royal palace will nearly double at night.

Although she really wanted to see Shizi, Wan'er was more worried that she would be caught, she was afraid of death, and she was always afraid.

In this way, every time she lingers for a long time, Wan'er will give up the opportunity to give it a try. She always persuaded herself that if she lost her life, she would really never see her son again.

Not long after eating, Wan'er felt a little sleepy. It's strange, I slept well last night, and I also had a nap at noon, why are you sleepy so early?

After a while, Wan'er couldn't hold it anymore, so she simply lay down, covered the quilt, and closed her eyes.

At this time, Jin Se walked out with dishes and chopsticks and went directly into the kitchen. She lifted the lid of the pot and took out the rest of the rice. After that, she walked behind the stove, which also had a pot in it.

Jin Se opened the lid, and there was a bowl of vegetables inside, which she had served beforehand. Only this bowl of dishes did not have a tranquilizer.

At this time, Qu Lingxue was already asleep. Presumably Wan'er also fell asleep. However, Jin Se is not in a hurry, she wants to fill her stomach first.

Eat dinner and tidy up the kitchen. Jin Se wiped his hands, walked out of the kitchen, closed the door, and walked straight in the direction of Jin Se's bedroom.

There is still light in Wan'er's bedroom because she lights candles every night. She took half of the candles in Qu Lingxue's bedroom.

Jin Se deduced from this that Wan'er was afraid of the dark.

She walked to the door, did not rush in, and knocked lightly. There was no movement inside.

Jinser pushed the door hard, and the deadbolt was inserted inside. She bent down, lifted her trouser leg, and pulled out the long, thin dagger that was tied to her calf. This is what she uses for self-defense.

Insert the dagger into the crack of the door, and it is easy to pick the deadbolt. Jin Se quickly put the dagger away and gently pushed the door open.

Looking inside, Wan'er was lying on the bed, snoring slightly, and sleeping soundly.

Jin Se closed the door and carefully rummaged through the cabinets. However, she searched for a long time and couldn't find anything suspicious, so she had to give up.

Before leaving, Jinse looked at the candle on the table. She stretched out her hand to snuff it out, but after thinking about it, she still forgot it.

Jinse withdrew his hand and quickly left. As for the deadbolt, that's it, no matter what.

On this day, Jin Se was also tired. She didn't go back to the bedroom, but went to Qu Lingxue's bedroom.

Although Qu Lingxue took tranquilizers, she slept peacefully this night. But Jin Se still came to watch the night according to the rules, spread the futon on the ground, and lay down.

The night was getting deeper, and the entire Chu Wangfu was quiet.

A dark shadow flashed and appeared outside the Hibiscus Pavilion. He avoided the guards at the main entrance and climbed over the wall.

The door to Wan'er's bedroom was gently pushed open. A figure walked in, leaving no footsteps.

The door was gently slammed shut. The faint light of the candle shone on the man in black, who was the son of the world.

He walked to the bed, looked at Wan'er coldly, and without hesitation, reached out and grabbed her neck.

Wan'er, who was asleep, couldn't breathe, and her face became ugly, but she didn't wake up.

Shizi understands that she must have been given a tranquilizer. He immediately let go of his hand and took out a small transparent bottle from his bosom with a white transparent liquid inside.

Shizi opened the stopper and placed the mouth of the bottle under Wan'er's nose.

Wan'er opened her eyes violently and gasped for air. There was a man in front of her, and she fixed her gaze, familiar eyes and masks.

"Shizi!" Wan'er was overjoyed and quickly sat up.

But Shizi grabbed her neck again and pressed her hard against the bed. At this time, his gaze was extremely cold, like ice and snow in the cold winter wax moon.

"World ...... Zi ...... "Wan'er couldn't breathe, she was very uncomfortable, she tried to push Shizi's hand away with both hands, but it was useless.

The martial arts of the prince, Wan'er knows. If he wanted to kill her, it would be like crushing an ant.

Wan'er looked at Shizi in despair, and tears flowed out.

Shizi's face leaned over, his voice very low, but full of murderous intent: "Fluttershy is dead, and I don't think you want to live." Today, I will fulfill you! Send you this waste to Hades! ”

Wan'er shook her head, tears flowing uncontrollably. Her eyes were full of pleading.

Suddenly, Shiko let go of his hand and stood up.

Wan'er felt like a drowning person and finally surfaced. She clasped her hands around her neck and gasped for air.

"How's it going, doesn't it taste like death?" Shizi turned his back to Wan'er, and his words were still cold.

He took out a cloth bag from his sleeve and threw it back to Wan'er.

Wan'er felt relieved, hurriedly picked up the cloth bag, got out of bed, and knelt down in front of Shizi.

"Wan'er is incompetent, and she has disappointed the prince!"

Shizi suddenly raised his foot and kicked Wan'er down.

Wan'er held back the pain, and just as she remembered, she stepped on her right cheek.

"You're such a piece of waste, it's been so long, and you haven't even gone to see this son. I also want to let this prince venture into the palace of the king of Chu to find you. Speaking of which, do you know that Fluttershy is dead? ”

Shizi's feet stepped on Wan'er's face. Wan'er felt a lot of pain, but she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

"The slave has been locked up in the Yingchun Pavilion and doesn't know what's going on outside." Wan'er said weakly.

Shizi smiled coldly, he took his foot away and squatted down.

"Wan'er, I'll give you another chance. This time, if you mess things up again, die. With that, Shizi stood up.

Wan'er hurriedly got up and knelt down again: "Wan'er must live up to the expectations of the prince!" ”

Shizi stood up, looked at Wan'er coldly like a beggar, and said, "Find a way to kill Qu Lingxue and the other maids." You've been given a tranquilizer tonight. ”

Hearing Shizi say this, Wan'er was shocked, raised her head suddenly, and looked at Shizi: "It must be Jinse!" No wonder I'm so sleepy after eating! Shizi, this Jinse must have been sent by the princess, she ......"

Shizi was not in the mood to listen to what Wan'er said. interrupted her: "Do you remember how to match the lost soul?" If you forget, you will die now. ”

Wan'er hurriedly shut up and nodded vigorously.

The prince said no more, he walked to the door, vigilantly opened the door a crack, and looked out.

The courtyard was quiet, and Shizi opened the door and walked out.

Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground all of a sudden.