The tone was extremely stern, full of anger.

Su Peisheng was so frightened that he hurriedly took three steps and two steps out of the threshold with the candied fruit jar, and then closed the door.

Fortunately, he saw the opportunity quickly and picked up half a life.

Holding the candied fruit and shivering outside the door, Su Peisheng hurriedly went to the side of the porch to find Mama Lan to sit in a sheltered place.

After waiting for a long time and not hearing any orders from the two masters in the house, Su Peisheng exhaled lightly and picked it up.

in the bedroom

The boy suppressed the urge in his body, suppressing the desire to strip people naked, and his slender fingers clasped her neck tightly, demanding between her lips.

He just came to see her, just wanted her to drink medicine, but this little vixen, even if she was sick, she didn't know how to hook her endlessly!

She was still gasping with her eyes closed, and she looked like she was enjoying herself!

Do you know how much he wants to push her down on the bed now? This little Fujin is too stupid.

Thinking that she was still sick and weak, those impulses were finally suppressed.

He gently pressed her onto the bed, grabbed her wrists with one hand and pressed them above her head to prevent her from igniting fires, and gently pinched her jaw with the other.

His kiss swept over her like a gale, taking all her breath.

Hearing her increasingly delicate gasps, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally let go of her.

Chu Xian was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, but a pair of small hands still hooked his fingers, not wanting him to go.

I was a little helpless in my heart, how did Huang Ama point out such a clingy little Fujin to him?

But fortunately, it was pointed out to him, who else can stand such a sticky blessing?

Breaking her fingers, tucking her arms into the quilt, and then tucking the corners of the quilt for her, the boy got up and went back to the study.

Today, there are important things to attend to, and you must not be immersed in the backyard.

In the study, he sent the man who had followed the monk to write a letter to report.

That monk was met in Tanzhe Temple that day, first said that Tong Jiamu was precious, and then said that Chu Xian died early and had a short life.

Su Peisheng lightly turned the candle flame brighter, and then let himself hide in a dim corner, not daring to move. lest the fourth master see him and remember the stupid thing he did just now.

The fourth master seemed to be in a good mood, glanced at him and didn't say anything, and then picked up the letter on the table.

I checked the fire paint first, and there was no trace of it being disassembled, so I opened it.

Seeing half of it, the young man's handsome eyebrows furrowed into a cold peak, and the more he looked back, the colder his face became.

Su Peisheng couldn't help but quietly moved towards the base of the wall.

"What do the people outside the palace say about Fujin?" The fourth master folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope, and suddenly spoke.

Su Peisheng hurriedly said all the rumors against Chu Xian outside the palace that he knew: "Some people outside say that Fujin is in a trance, maybe he is crazy, and he may not last long." Some people also say that Fujin has done too many bad things, and he is afraid, so he has suffered retribution from God. Others said......"

"Nonsense!" The fourth master's expression was cold, and his eyes were full of coldness.

He got up and walked to the window, his brow full of stark and disappointed.

The letter said that the monk had been in a trance for half a month, and gradually had symptoms of madness, and now he has gone crazy. Look at his condition, he won't live long.

Mental trance, madness.

The monk's illness is the same as the illness that was pressed on Xiao Fujin's body in the rumors in the capital.

He rubbed his eyebrows, how could such a coincidence be a real coincidence?

Did Tong Jia Muzhen do it?