Ping Yan took the tray and was going to Dong Guosheng's room to deliver Chuanbei Sydney soup, Dongxia looked at her curling back and walked into the corridor, stretched out her fingers and pulled some white porcelain medicine powder in the bowl that she had been grinding for a long time, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed, only a bitter breath from her nose.

Just now, she saw with her own eyes that Ping Yan intentionally or unintentionally deducted some medicinal foam into her fingernails, and then sprinkled it into the soup.

The more she thought about it, the more wrong she became, the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and hurriedly rushed to Shen Yuchen's house.

It is the hot weather, the sunset in the west is about to fall, half of the sky is dyed golden, red, the east has the crescent moon, a sickle crescent, not very distinct, the lonely and lonely pestle is in the high place, only the bend is shallow and faint, like the shadow of the water waves, but lifeless.

Ping Yan looked up at the crescent moon, those eyes were also complementary to each other's dead air, and then a faint and glamorous smile appeared on her lips, like a flower blooming from a desperate situation, with a strange color, enough to charm people's hearts, but with frost.

There were guards stationed a few steps away, and she walked over with a dignified smile and said, "Is the big handsome there?" I stewed Sichuan shellfish soup and brought him some. ”

The guard glanced at her and knew that this was another woman who was flirtatious and clinging to the high branches, as long as she looked beautiful, Dong Shuai had not refused much over the years, and this one in front of her was especially beautiful. As soon as the guards competed, they said that they would go to the house to spread the word, and they turned back one by one, and asked Ping Yan to go in with a smile.

As dusk approached, the curtains were drawn again, the light gradually dimmed, and the room was spacious and richly decorated, and a choking smell hit me. Ping Yan frowned, and saw the smoke on the side of the bed, and the figure lying down could be vaguely distinguished.

She walked over and glanced at Dong Guosheng, who was lying on the bed, carrying a cigarette stick, and was drunk and dreaming of death.

"Handsome?" She whispered.

Dong Guosheng's eyes narrowed, he looked at her with a smile, and said, "I heard that you came to bring me something to drink?" ”

Ping Yan nodded with a smile, picked up the cigarette paste next to the bed, carefully burned a cigarette bubble on the cigarette lamp, and stuffed it into the smoking gun that was about to burn out.

Dong Guosheng smiled contentedly, closed his eyes, inhaled hard, spasmed all over, and spit white smoke on Ping Yan's face.

Picking up the smoke flying around, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Ping Yan's face.

Ping Yan owes a debt, cleverly dodge, she lifted the lid of the cup, scooped the bowl with a spoon, handed it to Dong Guosheng's lips with a sly eyebrow, and whispered: "Handsome, this soup is the most nourishing for the lungs and body." ”

Dong Guosheng shook the cigarette gun, his brain was paralyzed by pleasure, and his tone seemed relaxed and sluggish, but there was some evil on his face, "What is the purpose of sending this thing to me?" ”

Ping Yan's hand pinching the spoon stiffened, and after only a few seconds, it returned to normal. With that, as well as the sound of leather shoes slowly stepping on the screen, she raised her head, Rao was already mentally prepared, but when she saw Shen Da Shao's clear face, she was still a little timid in her heart.

Shen Dashao knew the secret of her revenge, and now that he was conspiring with Dong Guosheng in the same boat, she didn't know if he would betray herself.

In any case, she had to replan her revenge.

Even if she can't kill the Dong family's lair, she can't get rid of the Dong family's descendants in one fell swoop, she can't wait any longer, since the moment she almost died in the lake, she has no patience to wait any longer.

Shen Dashao pressed down, easily snatched the porcelain spoon in her hand, and threw it into the bowl.

At the same time, there were several fierce arguments outside the door, and then the door was suddenly slammed open, and Shen Yuchen bore the brunt of it. The anxiety on his face rushed to the moment he looked at Shang Pingyan, and suddenly faded until he couldn't see his emotions clearly. He stretched out his hand, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and looked at Shen Dashao, but he was silent.

The atmosphere is subtle. The dry and oppressive heat wave rolled in wave after wave, spreading in the still air, and the smell of smoke was even more pungent and almost disgusting.

It was Ping Yan who was the first to break the deadlock. She straightened up calmly and looked at Shen Yujian. To be honest, she didn't know what Shen Yuchen's intention was to rush in in such a hurry at such a tense moment, but she didn't have time to think about it, because dealing with Shen Dashao was the top priority of the current situation, and he suspected that he had poisoned the soup, and the intention was so obvious, if there was a mistake, she really didn't dare to guarantee whether she would be able to step out of this door alive.

She picked up the spoon, scooped the spoon, smiled, and put it in her mouth to swallow.

Shen Dashao stared at her, she calmly accepted such suspicious, competing gazes, elegant manners, and decent expression.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time, Dashuai is smoking cigarettes now, I'm afraid I don't have time to drink my things, it's a pity to waste it." As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and poured it all without hesitation.

She wiped the soup stains at the corner of her lips with a handkerchief, and the water-red snow silk satin handkerchief was embroidered with a peach blossom that was in full bloom, and the complexion was as delicate as porcelain. But the expression on that face is silent, even though she is standing alive in front of you, and it makes you look away.

Ping Yanfu bent down and turned to leave.

The two brothers looked at the back of her leaving, looking at each other speechlessly, and their eyes met, even more than thousands of confrontations.

Because they all know that at such a juncture, each other's details have been partially touched by the other party, and since they belong to different camps, the two sides are opposed, and it is useless to say more.

Shen Yuchen looked at Shen Dashao deeply, and said in a tone of some pleading, "I hope you don't hurt her." ”

He didn't seem to smile, "If the second brother can help the Lingnan Army gain the military defense rights of Qingyuan Town, I promise that I will not hurt her." ”

Shen Yuchen shook his head a little bitterly, his eyes helpless and sad, "Big brother, you know, faith is the most difficult thing to change. Even if you threaten me with her life, maybe I won't waver. ”

Shen Dashao smiled, only a diagonal arc at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was extremely low, almost inaudible, with a hint of sarcasm and melancholy. He moved his gaze to the open space, and put it very long and far, his eyes trembled, as if he had found those old things that had been dried in the smoke and rain of the past, and his expression was a little more yellowed and warm.

"Time flies really fast, a few autumns in a flash, but I don't know that when I was chased and beaten by my father in the yard, I scolded the second brother who had no ambitions, and it seems that he has suddenly grown up and has unshakable faith."

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The medicine in that bowl that was ground into powder was licorice and dogwood.

Even if she is eager for revenge, before the jade is burned, she will not be stupid enough to blatantly make poison and personally deliver the poison soup under the guard of elite soldiers. Because just Dong Guosheng's life is far from enough.

Today is just a temptation, in fact, from the time she entered the door, she found Shen Dashao hidden behind the screen. She pretended not to know, and planned to plan, as expected, as shrewd as Shen Dashao, he really had already prevented himself from attacking Dong Guosheng.

Just thinking about it, the door of the house slammed open, and it was Dong Changlin who broke in, with an anxious face that could not be concealed, panting and holding on to the frame, and looking Ping Yan up and down several times.

Before Ping Yan could react, he rushed in and twisted his wrist and took it out.

"What's wrong?" Outside the main entrance, Ping Yan broke free of his hand.

The moonlight was shining brightly, and the stars were everywhere, and they fell into his eyes. Ping Yan only felt that his eyes were frighteningly bright, as if they could refract dazzling light, and when she slipped away, there was also a pair of eyes that crashed into her mind coldly, as if Shen Yuchen was always so dark and bright when he looked at her.

Ping Yan frowned, a dull pain suddenly appeared in her heart, as if she was sharpening a knife, her voice was clear, and in the blink of an eye, her face turned white.

Dong Changlin was flushed, beads of sweat, he couldn't tell what emotion it was, in short, he was tense, with a panicked firmness. He didn't know where the strength came from, he always felt that every nerve in his body was trended by huge thoughts, and he only held Ping Yan's wrist tightly, and dragged her to Dong Guosheng's house without saying a word.

Dong Guosheng was flirting with the beautiful concubine in the house, but his son broke in without a big or small face.

Dong Changlin, who was too well-behaved and elegant in Su Ri, seemed to have fallen into evil at this moment, and he didn't care about his father's face, so he knelt on the ground with a bang and made a muffled sound.

His words were even more shocking.

"Father, my son begs you to allow me to marry Tao Yan!" He leaned down heavily, buried his head in the ground, and slammed down

It was a long silence, and the pin drop could be heard, which was alarming. Rao is Ping Yan had been prepared for a long time, and she never expected that Dong Changlin, who had always looked forward and backward, would be killed by such a surprise.

His forehead touched the hard ground, and when he opened his eyes, there were a few dim shadows of light, and when she stood at her side, the faint fragrance from her body seemed to become a very thin wisp of swirling green smoke, gradually awakening his senses. He didn't move, his body gradually became numb, as if the blood in his whole body had flowed back into his brain, and the fiery color was full of her voice and appearance.

He couldn't wait.

Ever since he knew that she had gone to his father's room in the evening to deliver the soup and stayed for a long time, he couldn't control himself. No one knows better than him what kind of lustful character his father is, he is really afraid that he will miss a trick and miss his marriage, and he is really afraid that God will take away the last support of his life.

He knocked down again, and his voice was loud and clear, "I implore my father to agree, or my son will never marry!" ”