Those who know are people who have been poisoned on their bodies, and there is no antidote except for the Meditation Pavilion. Of course, special cases are not excluded. For example, Yan Zhi, if she really wants to develop an antidote, it is only a matter of time.

The captured slave nodded slightly with a cold face, and after signaling that he knew, he led Fengyun into a small door not far ahead.

The door is located in a corner, matching the color of the wall, and it is impossible to see unless you look closely.

The little servant slowly pushed open the door.

"Who?" Dong Lin, who was facing away from the door, immediately pulled out the sword in his hand, suppressed his voice, and asked in a fierce tone, while asking, the sword in his hand quickly hit the necks of Fengyun and the boy beside her.

"My lord, my own people, my own people." The little slave slowly leaned back, stretched out his index finger and slowly pushed away the sharp blade on his neck, and then hurriedly protected his delicate neck.

"Four joys? Why are you here? And this person? Go out and talk. Dong Lin looked at the wind and clouds behind the disguise suspiciously, and pulled the two of them to leave.

Fengyun hurriedly whispered: "Donglin." ”

The cold voice, Dong Lin knew that the person in front of him was his own pavilion master as soon as he heard it. He hurriedly smiled and blinked his eyes and stood beside Fengyun.

As soon as Donglin's body stepped aside, Fengyun also saw the shivering ...... in the corner of the room

"Young Master Su? Oh, that's amazing, didn't you die on the way home from dinner? How? Resurrected from the dead?. ”

"Tut-tut, if you want me to say, Master Su, you can't do this acting skills, you have to die in person, isn't this easy to get into the play."

"Otherwise, you see, isn't it a mistake to let it be debunked. How embarrassing. ”

Fengyun slowly walked towards Su Gongzi in the corner step by step, and as he walked, he casually picked up the whip on the table next to him, and played with it in his hand with a smile.

This person is not the "dead man Su Gongzi" who moved over before Fengyun went to the Three Princes' Mansion, when the yamen came to make trouble.

Su Gongzi, who was trembling in the corner, trembled even more when he heard the man take a bite of you.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I was a fan of money." Su Gongzi hugged his weak self tightly, and said with a crying tone in his tone.

Fengyun didn't speak, just raised the braid in his hand and put it in the sun, it seemed that the sun was just right.

Suddenly, the whip was thrown out, grazed Su Gongzi's arm, and landed on the floor next to him.

"Ah!!h Su Gongzi's face turned pale in an instant, and after staying for a second or two, he closed his eyes and screamed loudly.

Fengyun plucked his ears impatiently and stared at Donglin: Hurry up and stop it, and everyone will be recruited later.

Dong Lin shrugged his shoulders innocently: Don't worry, no one will come up on this floor, and no one will hear it. You make it like this, you do it yourself.

The corner of Fengyun's mouth hooked up a weird smile, staring at Donglin deadly: Good look, long ability?

Donglin smiled and looked away: I didn't dare to look at it, I didn't dare to look at it. The eyes are too fierce.

Sixi next to him looked at the two of them in a daze, and just wanted to yell: "What's the situation!" ”

And Dong Lin, who finally realized his duty, quickly walked up to Su Gongzi, pulled up his clothes, covered his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly:

"Su Gongzi, I think you should calm down, now that person may still have the heart to talk to you, but if you continue to call it like this, I am worried that she will be impatient all of a sudden, and you will be in a different place."

Su Gongzi, who was covering his mouth, nodded quickly, indicating that he understood.

"Okay, that's fine. However, why is there saliva on your clothes? As he spoke, Dong Lin wiped his hand on the few clean clothes of the man in disgust.

Su Gongzi, who breathed fresh air through his mouth again, took a big breath and suppressed his mood.

"I, I swear, when I go out, I will explain it clearly, and I will definitely return my innocence. If, if I can't do it, I'll thunder five times a day. ”

Su Gongzi closed his three fingers tightly, facing the sky, looking at the wind and clouds seriously, and his resolute eyes seemed to tell his credibility.

Fengyun looked at Su Gongzi silently, knocking on the table regularly.

"Knock knock."

In the empty room, only the sound of knock knock could be heard, which kept ringing, Su Gongzi's heart panicked inexplicably, his eyes were uncertain, and he slowly lowered his head.

The sound of knocking on the table lasted for ten minutes, and Su Gongzi's spirit finally couldn't stand up. He covered his ears with his hands, looked at Fengyun angrily, and yelled, "Don't knock! ”

Fengyun continued regardless of it, Su Gongzi quickly got up and pushed the table under Fengyun, but he didn't expect that he got up too fast, and suddenly fainted in front of him, and hit his head on the table.

"This, what to do?" Sixi looked at the person who fell in front of him blankly.

"Need me to teach you?" Donglin's voice grew cold.