The key is that according to Zhang Yiming's heart, he doesn't even want to say half a heavy word.

But today, in order to dispel the enemy's suspicions, under Feng Yin's deliberate guidance, he had to say something against his will.

This makes men feel more painful and sad in their hearts.

Feng Yin looked at the man's mood at the moment, and reached out to gently pinch him.

hurriedly wrote: "You can end it for the time being." ”

"Just wait and find a chance to cooperate."

Zhang Yiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still acted and did a full set: "You stay well, you want to read for your husband." ”

Feng Yin was resigned: "Don't worry, husband, the slave family doesn't dare to disturb you." ”

The bullock cart fell silent, with only the occasional sound of turning pages.

Tang Jiu couldn't help but feel a lot more relaxed when he heard that the car was finally quiet, and he hummed a small tune gently.

Feng Yin and Zhang Yiming looked at each other and smiled, relaxing a little.

Zhang Yiming took the opportunity to observe the situation in the carriage.

When he saw something unusual somewhere, he reached out and pulled the corner of Feng Yin's clothes.

At the same time, Feng Yin was also pulling the corner of his clothes, and the two turned their heads to look at each other.

Feng Yin pointed to the position at his side and motioned for the man to look over.

As she looked at the position of her finger, she saw something black there.

If you don't look closely, you will be overlooked.

Feng Yin squatted down from the seat with extreme caution, reached out and dipped the black thing, ready to put it on the tip of his nose to smell it.

It's just that her hand hasn't reached the end of her nose yet, but it is held by a big hand.

When I looked up, I saw that the man was shaking his head at himself, and then he took out a handkerchief and wiped her fingers clean.

Then he pointed to the place he had found and motioned for her to look over.

Following the direction of Zhang Yiming's finger, Feng Yin saw that in the corner of the carriage, the roast chicken and roast rabbit meat that he prepared to bring to Yaxianju when he entered the city had been turned.

She swallowed secretly and withdrew her gaze to look at the man next to her.

Raising his hand, he wrote, "What is the other party looking for?" ”

Zhang Yiming turned the page of the book elegantly, and then wrote in her hand: "Looking for evidence of your existence." ”

Feng Yin: "......" is really bad to guard against others at this moment.

Zhang Yiming hurriedly wrote: "Don't worry, as long as we pass the test this time, there will be a chance to turn light into darkness in the future." ”

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yin nodded, sat back in his chair, and looked at the soft-eyed man.

Thinking of something, he hurriedly wrote: "You say, will the other party poison these things on us?" ”

Zhang Yiming read the last two words, and his hand trembled slightly.

Then he clasped her hand and quickly wrote: "I can't rule out this possibility, let's be careful." ”

Feng Yin thought about it, took out a purse from his sleeve pocket, opened it, searched carefully, and finally found a very small silver ear stud, which shook it in front of Zhang Yiming's eyes.

Meaning, she could try it with this thing.

Zhang Yiming bowed his head, turned the page in his hand again, but his eyes were fixed on Feng Ming's careful movements.

Both of them held their breath, but they didn't stop doing what they should do at this time.

I saw Feng Yin pierce the silver earrings on those meat buns, and there was no change.

She turned her head to look at Zhang Yiming, and reached out to open the oil paper, but was stopped by Zhang Yiming shaking his head.

Feng Yin got up, returned to the man, and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhang Yiming turned another page of the book, and then quickly wrote in the palm of her hand: "Don't make any other movements." ”

Feng Yin saw these words clearly, instantly understood his intentions, and hurriedly took the silver earrings back into his purse, pretending that nothing had happened.