The quick-traveling villain has no way to escape.

Before Qi Minglou finished speaking, Song Tingyun stuffed a pill into his mouth. He had complete trust in Song Tingyun. Even if he was fed rat poison, he would still call it sweet.

So without any warning or suspicion, he pursed his lips and said, "Yunyun, what you gave me to eat was so bitter."

"Stretch your legs and stare at the pill. If you take it, you'll burp." Song Tingyun couldn't explain it to Qi Minglou, so he just joked, "It's very possible that he won't survive tomorrow morning."

"Yunyun, are you giving me poison?" Qi Minglou was shocked. Although he was stupid, he could still tell the difference between life and death. "Don't you like me? Did I hurt you? Are you uncomfortable? ?”

Song Tingyun: "..."

Damn, please speak up, can you please stop driving so easily?

Especially driving with such an innocent tone and pure eyes.

"Yunyun, if you want to poison me, then poison me to death." Qi Minglou did not ask why Song Tingyun poisoned him or why he would not survive tomorrow morning. He only knew that he was very sleepy now.

As he spoke, he hugged Song Tingyun and rubbed his chin on the top of Song Tingyun's head: "Whatever Yun Yun does makes sense."

After saying that, he hugged Song Tingyun and fell asleep.

Song Tingyun was held in his arms and couldn't tell whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't explain how he felt.

In fact, he felt uneasy when he fed Qi Minglou the pill to restore his sanity. He was afraid that when Qi Minglou restored the rope tomorrow morning, he would find a strange man lying next to him. His first reaction was disgust.

What's more, he is afraid that Qi Minglou doesn't like his brother at all. After regaining his consciousness, he will hate the two people getting along day and night during this period. He may be grateful, but there will be no love mixed in this relationship.

He clearly knew that doing so was a double-edged sword, and he was not 100% sure of winning the bet.

I was originally worried, but when I was embraced by Qi Minglou, all my worries turned into nothing at this moment.

With this moment of tenderness, even if everything went for the worst tomorrow morning, Song Tingyun would admit it.

He nestled in Qi Minglou's arms and closed his eyes to sleep.

Didn’t the saints say that?

Life and death, fate and wealth are all determined by God. No matter good or bad, he can't decide anything. It's better to let God's fate and let nature take its course. After working hard, he will not force anything.

The next day.

Ahe got up as soon as the rooster crowed. For today's banquet, they invited the chef to cook early and bought the ingredients in advance to have them delivered.

The chef who was originally invited to cook and the dishes that were supposed to be delivered were supposed to be delivered last night, but because of the rumors, none of them arrived.

Song Tingyun didn't force it. He didn't have much money in his pocket. His idea was very simple. Whether these people came or not came as much as they wanted, it was a matter of saving money.

Song Tingyun didn't care about this, Ahe still wanted to be festive.

He placed the red candles and red lanterns with big red characters that he bought in advance according to the instructions, and hung them where they should.

Ahe lit a lantern as soon as the sky dawned, and he was busy alone. Although Song Tingyun calmed his inner injustice a lot, Ahe's eyes were still red.

In his eyes, his young master is the best person in the world, worthy of all the beautiful things in the world.

Why should his young master suffer these insults and slanders for no reason even if he has done nothing wrong?

"What kind of world is this? People don't look at the truth, they just listen to one mouth talking nonsense."

Ah He was sulking while posting. He complained that there was no good person in this village, and that they were all just things that could not be carried. He also resented that the Song family was too humble. Even though Song Tingyun was a commoner, he was still a member of the Song family. Why was it like this? heartless.

Song Tingyun here also developed the habit of getting up early.

Song Tingyun woke up at dawn. He was a casual person, without so much emphasis or rules. The first thing he did after waking up was to look sideways at Qiming Tower next to him.

I found that he was still sleeping soundly, with sweat all over his forehead and his clothes soaked through. This had never happened before. It must be that the pill given to him last night had taken effect.

Song Tingyun did not wake up Qi Minglou, but was going to boil some hot water for Qi Minglou to take a bath.

He tiptoed out of bed, putting on his clothes and shoes very quietly.

Ah He got up early in the morning and started working. He hung red lanterns inside and outside the house, and the home where he posted the words looked very happy.

Just as he was about to call Ahe, a guest came to the door.

When Song Tingyun heard the noise, he immediately stepped forward and saw the village chief's family coming over. The village chief's wife was carrying a basket of red eggs and greeted Song Tingyun warmly when she saw them.

"Xiao Song, we are here to congratulate you." The village chief's wife still looked kind and smiling, as if she had not heard the rumors in the village. "You are getting married today, so I don't have anything good to give you. You boiled a basket of red eggs.”

Although Song Tingyun said he didn't care what the people in Liushu Village thought of him, when he really saw someone coming to congratulate him, he still felt sour in his heart.

It’s not that people won’t feel grievances, it’s just that many times they clearly know that grievances are useless.

"Come here and bring anything else." Song Tingyun held back the emotion in his heart and welcomed the village chief and his family in.

Ahe sent invitations to almost everyone in the village, but today only the village chief and his family came.

The village chief was a grown man, but he was too embarrassed to ask about the rumors. He saw that the house was decorated with lights and decorations today, but there were no guests. He knew the reason and didn't want to hurt anyone, so he took his son to help Ahe.

On the other side, Qi Minglou was alone on the bed, and he was still sweating all over his body.

He seems to be trapped in a nightmare and cannot extricate himself. In the dream, he is an invincible general who kills the enemy bravely on the battlefield, but he is betrayed by a spy in the military camp and almost loses his life.

He wandered around like an idiot and finally met a person in a village who looked like a banished immortal. This person was so good-looking that he looked like a goblin in a storybook who could suck human essence and blood.

This goblin was very good to him. Later, he dreamed that he and this goblin lived in a place full of Menglang people. The people in that place were all dressed in half-clothes and immoral.

He and the goblin are in love, and the goblin loves him very much.

Qi Minglou was trapped in a dream and couldn't wake up. He thought it was a ridiculous dream.

He should be fighting bravely on the battlefield, not loving his son and daughter here.

A burst of laughter woke him up from his nightmare. Qi Minglou suddenly sat up from the bed, his hair already wet with sweat.

Looking at the clothes on his body and the furnishings in the room, he understood that this seemed not to be a dream.