"Your Excellency, hurry up..."

"Isn't the slave family pretty? Why don't adults want to look at the slave family squarely? ”

In a daze, three or two of a woman's soft and delicate cries suddenly overflowed in the study of the Ling Mansion.

Jun Moran and Feng Wuwu, who happened to pass by the corridor in front of the study, heard the sound, looked slightly stunned, and looked at each other.

"The woman in the house doesn't seem to be Xiao's."

Jun Moran lightly glanced at the ambiguous overlapping figures on the window, and replied in a deep voice: "Hmm." ”

"Uncle is an upright person, and there has never been a connecting room in the house, so how can he have fun in the study?"

Feng Wuwu tiptoed to the door of the study, and secretly pulled the thin window paper, wanting to explore the scene in the room by the faint candlelight.

"Don't look at indecent things."

Jun Mo Ran was agile, and he was especially quick to block in front of Feng Wuwu, "Don't look at it." ”

Feng Wuwu was really curious about what kind of woman could make Ling Songbai dream, and looked at Jun Moran with expectant eyes, "Just take a look." ”

"Wait at the door, you can always see you."

"I want to see with my own eyes what the two of them are doing in the house."

欻——

Before she could finish speaking, the candle flame in the study was suddenly extinguished, leaving wisps of white smoke floating out of the small holes in the window paper.

"Incense is wrong!"

Feng Wuwu looked wary, covered his mouth and nose tightly, and cautiously approached the small hole in the window paper, his eyes widened, wanting to see the scene in the house.

In the empty study, it was pitch black and there were no fingers.

Except for the charcoal fire simmering next to the bookcase, I can't see anything around me clearly.

Seeing this, Feng Wuwu felt even more weird.

Even if the candle flame is extinguished, the sound in the room should not stop abruptly.

Could it be that things are not what she expected?

Knock Knock Knock –

Thinking like this, Feng Wuwu hurriedly knocked on the door and called Ling Songbai softly: "Uncle, but you are asleep?" ”

She waited outside the study, and did not recklessly break into the house.

However, she waited for a while, but still did not wait for Ling Songbai's response.

"Uncle shouldn't have an accident, right?"

Feng Wuwu looked sideways, showing anxiety on his face.

Bang Bang –

Jun Mo's eyes were dark, and he was about to appease Feng Wuwu's emotions, when he suddenly heard the sound of the window latch being broken in the study, and he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he raised his foot and kicked in the door.

In the next moment, the door cracked, and white smoke seemed to be billowing out of the inner room.

Jun Moran took advantage of the situation to protect Feng Wuwu in his arms, flicked his sleeves lightly, and swept away the vast fog in front of him without much effort.

Under the clear moonlight, the half-open windows moved in the wind, making a "crunch" sound.

Ling Songbai stood in front of the window, his eyes out of focus, muttering to himself.

"Uncle?"

Feng Wuwu called him softly, and was about to step forward, only to find Ling Songbai's clothes scattered all over the place.

She looked slightly embarrassed and turned her back again and again.

Seeing this, Jun Moran quietly picked up Ling Songbai's wrinkled clothes, and said in a deep voice: "He has been hit by ecstasy, the dose is not heavy, and he should be able to wake up in a short time." ”

As he spoke, he casually put on a cover-up garment for Ling Songbai.

"Monster, look for death!"

Unexpectedly, Ling Songbai suddenly came back to his senses.

He was furious, and slashed at Jun Moran's neck with one palm, as if he was a demon who hooked the soul.

Jun Mo touched the ground on tiptoe, took a few steps back, and narrowly avoided Ling Songbai's surprise attack.

Boom –

The palm wind brushed Jun Mo's plump cheeks, smashed against the marble table behind him, and struck a hollow the size of a basin.

Seeing this, Ling Songbai was unwilling, and with another sharp palm, he slashed towards the back of Jun Moran's neck.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Feng Wuwu called him repeatedly, trying to regain his sanity.

"Worry-free!"

Hearing Feng Wuwu's delicate voice, Ling Songbai was dumbfounded, and his tongue couldn't be bridged.

He hurriedly turned his back and hurriedly put on the open placket, "Why are you?" ”

"A quarter of an hour ago, I heard that there was something unusual in the study, so I came to take a look."

Hearing this, Ling Songbai's fingers cracked, and his hands clenched into fists slammed on the table, gritting his teeth and saying, "I don't know where the demon girl came from, she shamelessly did such a thing that hurts the morals and customs. ”

Jun Mo Dye walked to the window by himself, looked at the small half of the shoe print on the window sill, and said solemnly: "There are only a simple anti-slip lines on the sole of this person's shoes, and the cross-section of the shoe print is slightly wider. As expected, she was wearing a pair of men's boots on her feet. ”

"Nine times out of ten, it's the ghost of the jade-faced fox."

A few hours ago, Feng Wuwu was still speculating that if the jade-faced fox was Beitang Liyin, then while persecuting the nobles of the Kyoto family, she would inevitably take the initiative to attack, using her body as a bargaining chip to wantonly "snipe" the powerful people in the DPRK and China, and use this to manipulate them.

Ling Songbai's face was so angry that his face turned pale, and the two hairs on his lips were sprayed like wall grass swaying in the wind by the scorching snort, "How can this be true!" It's really no one in my Ling Mansion. ”

"Uncle, don't be in a hurry, so as not to startle the snake."

Feng Wuwu's narrow peach blossom eyes flashed with a hint of calculation, she still understands such a simple truth as capturing the thief and capturing the king first.

Although, at this moment, she can't wait to cut Beitang Liyin with a thousand knives.

But it is a matter of Beili Jiangshan Sheji, if you can peel off the cocoon and find the evidence that Ao Che collaborated with the enemy and committed treason, and committed the crime of rebellion, it can be done once and for all.

Jun Mo Ran thinks about it, and Feng Wuwu coincides.

However, a shallow shoe print alone is not enough to confirm the evidence of the jade-faced fox's crime.

After thinking about it again and again, Jun Moran said in a deep voice, "Go to the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites to have a look." ”

Feng Wuwu nodded heavily, and casually mentioned before leaving, "Uncle, be sure to watch your cousin." She still doesn't know that people's hearts are sinister, and she can't see the goodness of the jade-faced fox. ”

Ling Songbai's eyes frequently shot at the cold star, spit out the power of Lingyun, and said categorically: "If that person dares to talk about Ling Mansion at night, the old man must pick her skin." ”

As soon as he remembered that he had fallen into the trap of the jade-faced fox and almost couldn't save the evening, he trembled with anger.