The twilight is low, the birds return to the forest, and the Hongyuan Villa is lit up and down, sprinkling patches of orange light.

After staggering, Li Zifeng withdrew early on the grounds that he was unwell, and after returning to his residence Huanju Garden step by step, he stabilized his steps and closed the door, and his disciple Shi Yi took out the hangover pills that had already been prepared and handed them over, and said uneasily, "Senior brother, although this medicine can relieve hangover, you can't take too much, your body is in the recovery period, you have drunk so much wine, and you have taken too many hangover pills, I'm afraid there will be problems." ”

"It's okay..."Li Zifeng swallowed the pill, took the wet and cool handkerchief handed over by Shi Yi and wiped his face.

Even if there is a lot of resentment in his heart, now that he is here as a guest, he has to come according to the number of courtesies, and the guest is as he pleases, he is not good at refuting Li Muyang's face too much. On the other hand, he just let the ill-intentioned people see that he can't afford to get drunk after drinking a lot, so that he can take the opportunity to find out their movements, but fortunately, the hangover pills he took in advance have relieved some of his drunkenness, and now he should be able to return to normal after taking another pill.

In the middle of the moon, the household servants in each room turned off the lights early to rest, and the gradually spreading darkness, coupled with the occasional low bird call, made the whole villa even more eerie. A figure swept across the sky, quietly landed on the roof of Li Muyang's study, gently lifted a tile, and observed the movement inside. It was Li Zifeng who was dressed in night clothes.

For a long time, Li Muyang just picked up the lamp and looked at the official document alone, there were no servants to serve, let alone any other actions, at first glance, he was really a considerate and diligent master, but with Li Zifeng's vague understanding of him, Li Muyang is not this kind of person!

Two hours passed, Li Muyang still didn't make any movements, Li Zifeng stabilized Fa Mu's body, and the original squatting posture was changed to lying on his stomach, trying to breathe as smoothly as possible. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the trees were blown rustling, Li Zifeng couldn't help but shiver, he obviously felt that a killing aura was quietly approaching. Not from the body, but from Li Muyang's study!

Looking at it again, a man in a black cloak approached Li Muyang at some point, accompanied by a low and deep voice, "Master Li Zhuang has been leisurely recently!"

Li Muyang was obviously taken aback, and replied angrily, "Why are you here, you don't know ...... these two days?"

"Just a Li Zifeng, even let you be scared to such an extent, you are really as timid as a mouse!" the black cloak interrupted Li Muyang's words impatiently.

Li Muyang snorted coldly, "It's better not to go too far, not to mention that the power of the Hengshan faction should not be underestimated, and he is not a good master alone." It's a good thing I got him drunk tonight, otherwise, I don't know what he would have done. ”

"Are you saying you're thinking about your own vision?"

"How dare I in front of you? But, with all due respect, you should take care of the business over there in Weicheng, and don't lose a big one. ”

The black cloak smiled faintly, "Thank you Master Li for reminding me." ”

The candle flame in the house shook violently, and the mysterious black cloak disappeared in an instant! Li Zifeng frowned, and flew in the direction of his residence, Huanju Garden.

Huanju Garden

There was a sudden knock on the door, which was particularly abrupt in the deep night. Li Quan, the housekeeper of Hongyuan Villa, was waiting outside the door with a food box, and the one who knocked on the door was an accompanying servant, who was holding a lantern in his right hand and constantly banging on the wooden door with his left hand, accompanied by a hurried call, "Li Gongzi, Li Gongzi!"

After not responding for a long time, Li Quan couldn't help frowning, and at this time, a tired voice came from inside, "Who?"

Li Quan tried his best to make his voice sound polite, "The old slave is the housekeeper Li Quan, and our owner saw that Li Gongzi had drunk a little too much, and he was afraid that he would not wake up if he was drunk, so he specially ordered the kitchen to make a sobering soup and use it to relieve Li Gongzi's hangover." ”

'Squeak', the wooden door opened, and it was not Li Zifeng who appeared in front of him, but his entourage, Shi Yi, Shi Yi yawned, his eyes were hazy, and the fire fold in his hand emitted a dim light, "Steward Li! Our son has already fallen asleep, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Li Quan smiled and gently lifted the food box he was carrying in his hand, "Our master specially instructed the kitchen to make the decanting soup for Li Gongzi, if I go back like this, I'm afraid I will be beaten." ”

"I'm afraid you don't know the temper of our son-in-law, once he sleeps, no one can disturb him, otherwise I will be unlucky. You understand, too!"

"The old slave should go in and take a look! Li Gongzi drank a lot, if something happened, I wouldn't be able to explain it to the master!"

In the same way, he knocked on the door of the inner room again, Li Zifeng's eyes were hazy, his cheeks were slightly red, he was wearing white underwear inside, and he was simply dressed in dark clothes outside, exuding a strong smell of alcohol, seeing that it was the housekeeper Li Quan, he frowned impatiently, and his speech was slightly blurred, "How... It's you again? in the middle of the night... Don't be noisy! Say you don't have rules, really... No rules!"

Li Quan frowned, held his breath to avoid the smell of wine between Li Zifeng's breaths, and was about to explain, Shi Yi opened his mouth in advance, "Senior brother, the housekeeper kindly sent the decanting soup, but he was afraid that you would not wake up, so ......"

Li Quan hurriedly nodded yes, handed over the food box in his hand, Li Zifeng took the food box, and burst into foul language for the first time in his life, "Get out!"

"The old slave won't bother the son, the old slave will retire...", and hurriedly withdrew from the yard.

Huanju Garden calmed down again, and there was no other movement, Shi Yi lit the candle, and the dim candlelight filled the entire room, Li Zifeng sat at the round table, his face was dark, and his brows were tightly locked.

Shi Yi thought that it was the noisy incident that made Li Zifeng angry, and hurriedly pleaded guilty, "Senior brother......"

Li Zifeng waved his hand to interrupt him, "It has nothing to do with you, if not, how can you see their ugly faces?"

Shi Yi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the decanting soup that was still steaming on the table, and asked tentatively, "What about this decanting soup?"

Li Zifeng sneered, picked up the soup bowl and stared carefully, "Master Li Zhuang is kind, how can I live up to it?"

Shi Yi didn't have time to stop it, seeing that Li Zifeng drank a few sips, his eyes widened instantly, he silently pinched a cold sweat in his heart, and his tone was a little surprised, "Senior brother, why did you drink it?

"Do you want to say that it is poisonous inside?" Li Zifeng looked at Shi Yi with a smile, and gently threw the empty bowl on the table, and after a slight muffled sound, he said, "You are getting more and more bold, dare to casually suspect that the owner of Hongyuan Villa is using poisonous soup to entertain guests, do you want to go back and get the board?"

Although it was a reproachful tone, but there was a calm smile on his face, Shi Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief and understood what Li Zifeng meant, "Senior brother forgive my sins, I lost my words." ”

In Li Muyang's study, the lights flickered, and his eyes were a little sore.

Li Quan kindly sent a sobering soup, and when he came back, he naturally wanted to return to Li Muyang, at this time, Li Muyang was sitting in front of the bookcase and closed his eyes to recuperate, and before he opened his eyes, he asked faintly, "Is he in the house?"

"Yes. Li Quan bowed and replied, "Drunken eyes are hazy, and his whole body exudes the smell of wine, if it weren't for the old slave who sent the sobering soup according to your instructions, I'm afraid he would still be drunk!"

"That's fine. Li Muyang exhaled a long breath.

The sky is dawning, the morning light is slightly dewed, everything in the village is in order, it seems that nothing happened last night, the owner of the village Li Muyang personally led someone to send the breakfast to Huanju Garden, seeing that Li Zifeng had gotten up and finished washing, he said with a smile on his face, "Did the virtuous nephew sleep well last night?"

Li Zifeng got up to greet him, rubbed his temples, yawned, and looked like he had just woken up from a hangover, "There is a farmer who is worried, I slept well last night, and I had no dreams all night, and the younger generation has to thank the owner for the sobering soup." ”

"What did the virtuous nephew say? Last night was also a bad one, I only cared about being happy, and forgot about the virtuous nephew's body. ”

Li Zifeng raised his eyes and saw that Li Muyang's eyes were bloodshot, and said with concern, "Didn't the owner sleep well last night?"

"Oh, I read the official document late last night, and it was the middle of the night when I went to sleep. ”

The smile between Li Zifeng's eyebrows was silently dyed with a hint of coldness, and he kindly reminded, "The owner of the village should also pay more attention to his body and don't work too hard." ”

Meaning something, obvious reminder, Li Muyang was silent for a moment and then smiled, "There is Lao Xian's nephew who cares." ”

Li Zifeng looked at the surrounding environment and said with a little curiosity, "When I first came to your place yesterday, I didn't bother to look at the scenery of the villa in a hurry, and there is nothing to do today, so the younger generation wants to walk around the village, I don't know if it is convenient for the owner?"

Li Muyang's smile grew, "Of course, the virtuous nephew is at his own convenience, just treat this place as his home." ”

Hearing this word, Li Zifeng lowered his eyes, and the sourness and hatred in his heart were intertwined, once, he also wanted to treat this place as home, but he was invisibly rejected by the person in front of him again and again, and even for the sake of the so-called interests, regardless of the relationship between father and son, he was ruthlessly forced off the cliff.

Li Zifeng came back to his senses and still returned the salute respectfully, "Thank you." ”