After a long time, Changfeng's figure fell in through the window like a shadow, and after turning around, he squatted steadily on the carpet, holding the mourning clothes sent by the slave.

Rong Sheng took a closer look, wasn't it Rong Jiangchen who tried his best to stuff it into her this morning?

Changfeng respectfully served, "Rong Caiwei's maidservant Chunyue directly changed it, and the master and servant went to the north courtyard, and they were still so restless. ”

Rong Sheng touched the fabric soft and light, and couldn't see the clues. "I thought that Rong Jiangchen was holding back, and it was not enough to do it once in the mourning clothes, but it turned out that he didn't discuss it with Rong Caiwei, and he wanted to harm me one by one. ”

"Father and daughter are stinky!" Changfeng spat out, "Miss, why are you so hated? From Hecheng to Rongfu, we haven't had a day of peace." ”

Rong Sheng was quite helpless, "I want to be quiet, you can see that it is quiet, the north courtyard is far away from the east courtyard, Cai Wei is still troublesome to me." "Whether it is in the past life or in this life, she and Rong Jiangchen's family can't get along well.

Changfeng was puzzled for a few seconds, "Then what are you going to do, let them continue to do evil?"

"What's the hurry? His father and daughter can't run. Rong Sheng took the mourning clothes, lowered his head and smelled it, there was no smell. Rong Caiwei is bad and bad, she is really young, and her insidious and harmful rank is not very smart, and she is scheming in mourning clothes, so there must be only ...... left

She lifted the mourning dress and shook it evenly, opened the inside, picked a hairpin and scraped it along the material, revealing the bottom of more than a dozen cotton needles, and the position of the needle surface is the chest. The mourning clothes are thick and thick, and the doorway of the mezzanine cannot be detected without careful inspection. Besides, she doesn't think that Rong Caiwei just poked her a few stitches to finish the matter, and she definitely has a backhand!

"Chang Feng!"

"Miss?" Chang Feng said stupidly.

"Hands outstretched. ”

Changfeng didn't know why, so he did as requested.

Rong Sheng used a hairpin to draw a little blood on his fingertips and dripped it on the needle. Sure enough, the needle blackened at a rate visible to the naked eye!

Changfeng exclaimed: "The fire didn't burn you, this is going to poison you." He couldn't imagine that wearing this mourning dress on his body, he didn't have time to take off the picture of his death on the spot after the pain, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Miss Cai Wei is so vicious at such an age, will she have it in the future?"

"The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, so it's strange that she has a good father. Rong Sheng wiped the blood stains on the hairpin, and ordered Changfeng: "Take out all the needles between the sandwiches, the amplitude is small, and the tip is poisonous." ”

"Do you still want to wear the mourning clothes after they are poisoned?" After Changfeng saw Rong Caiwei's murderous methods, he was terrified, lest there were other problems in the mourning clothes that would harm Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng smiled lightly and signaled Changfeng to feel at ease. The needle is highly poisonous and dies when he sees blood, and the mourning clothes are a little bit of large fabric, and he can't toss other famous halls in addition to this.

Changfeng worked carefully, and within a moment he peeled off all the needles, and then wrapped them in linen and put them away. As soon as he got up, he chuckled in his heart at Shang Rongsheng's slender and beautiful eyes, and panicked, "Little, miss, what's wrong?" Every time she puts on this look, someone is going to be unlucky.

"Your master slept last night, it's going to be daylight, it's time to wake up, right?" Rong Sheng raised his lips and smiled softly.

"Miss, I went to greet my lord early in the morning, no one is there, I didn't pass on your words, it's not that I didn't tell you. Changfeng was anxious to explain.

Rong Sheng asked again: "Oh, where did the people go?" ”

This Changfeng really can't answer, he is a guard, how can he have the right to ask about the master's affairs.