Our leader has a special technique for chasing his wife

Sitting on the left and right are Wang Yuanyuan and Hongying, and opposite are Ji Qinghe and Yan Suiyu who are tasting tea. On the table are the signature dishes of the restaurant. No appetite at all.

This is a restaurant in an unknown small town, there are many businessmen coming and going, and there are not many people from the Jianghu. Well-wishers.

Ji Qinghe stopped talking with Yan Suiyu, and asked Murong Ling with a smile, "Why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry? My good nephew, but you said you were bored in the room and couldn't eat, so the uncle let you out For dinner."

Hearing this, Murong Ling quickly came to his senses, picked some vegetables and put them in a bowl, he was not in high spirits but forced himself to eat, the smile on his face was fake, and his heart was full of tears.

"Uncle, you all look at me, I can't eat it, so you can eat it too."

As he said that he was about to put a piece of roast duck in Ji Qinghe's bowl, he was stopped by a pair of chopsticks, which caught Murong Ling's chopsticks impartially.

Murong Ling took advantage of the situation to look over, and it was Yan Suiyu, the handsome owner of the Red Fragrance Valley, looking at her with a gloomy face.

"...I just want to bring some food to my uncle..." Murong Ling explained in a low voice.

Ji Qinghe shook his head with a smile, Yan Suiyu immediately let go of the chopsticks, but picked up the meat from Murong Ling's chopsticks and put it in his own bowl, and said worriedly: "What does my master want to eat, I don't need you to do it, who knows Would you poison the dishes?"

Murong Ling was really wronged, "You are all looking at me, how could I poison you?"

Ji Qinghe smiled more intensely, but he also opened his mouth to stop Yan Suiyu who wanted to continue arguing, his voice was soft, just like himself, he seemed gentle and affectionate, but his eyes were cold and treacherous.

"Xiaoyan, Ah Ling didn't mean to poison."

Yan Suiyu frowned, but also lowered his head to obediently listen to the training, but there was suddenly a chopsticks of meat in the bowl between his lowered heads, and when he looked up in surprise, he saw Ji Qinghe's smiling face.

"Ah Ling is right, if you don't move your chopsticks, she is too embarrassed to be a junior, so eat them all, don't be restrained."

Yan Suiyu nodded meekly, and Wang Yuanyuan and Hongying also moved their chopsticks. Murongling was relieved and buried his head in eating, but couldn't help raising his eyes to peek at the interaction between Yan Suiyu and Ji Qinghe, wondering when Can find a chance to escape.

On the table in the corner not far away, there were four people sitting in a group, three men and one child. The adults looked ordinary and wore coarse clothes and linen, but the child was very expensive. With a veil, he watched the other three eating, and lifted the veil from time to time to eat the food that the person closest to him gave him.

There were many people in the restaurant and it was very noisy. Murong Ling glanced inadvertently, and then her eyes widened suddenly. She couldn't tell the identity of the man at the table in the corner, but she recognized from the children that they were the people who came to save her.

A gorgeous peacock tail feather was embroidered on the hem of the child's white clothes. Such intricate embroidery patterns are rare. Among the people Murong Ling has met, there is really such a child. Although she has only met once, but she It is also possible to recognize that this child is the little fiancee next to Zhong Yixiao.

The short-term cessation of eating made Ji Qinghe suspicious, and his tone sounded very gentle, "What's the matter, but the food doesn't suit your taste?"

During this short period of time, Murong Ling also looked into the eyes of a familiar man opposite Mo Jiao, and that worried familiar look was her senior brother Su Jingchuan.

She quickly came back to her senses, frowned and looked at Yan Suiyu, pretending to be timid.

"I want to eat the pine nut fish in front of Master Yan..."

Ji Qinghe smiled, "What a coincidence, Xiaoyan also likes to eat."

While talking, he had already put the fish into Murong Ling's bowl, Yan Suiyu's eyes on Murong Ling had become very dangerous, as if he wanted to cut her neck immediately.

Murong Ling also laughed awkwardly, how dare she eat the food Ji Qinghe picked up?

Ji Qinghe is temporarily staying in the biggest inn in this town, and she is afraid that she will leave soon. Before Murong Ling left the restaurant, she didn't dare to look back, because she knew that Ji Qinghe was extremely smart, and she didn't dare to play tricks in front of him. He knew that once Su Jingchuan came, he would definitely come to save her.

As for Zhuang Feiyu?I'm sorry, Murong Ling didn't see him when he was in a hurry.

Mo Jiao and others lived in the same inn, Su Jingchuan and Zhuang Feiyu went out to find out the situation, and Zhong Yixiao was administering medicine to Mo Jiao.

The wound on the palm of Mo Jiao's right hand had already been treated with medicine once, and Zhong Yixiao also bandaged him well, but for some reason, Mo Jiao's wound healed slowly, and it was almost scabbed every day. When it was time, it became bloody again, but Mo Jiao didn't cry out for pain, but Zhong Yixiao was so distressed.

As usual, he was given medicine and bandaged well, Zhong Yixiao murmured, "It's been three days, why hasn't the wound healed yet? Jiaojiao, did you secretly play with the water behind your brother's back, huh?"

The end sound picked up, hooking Mo Jiao in every possible way, Mo Jiao sat obediently on the edge of the bed, and said, "No."

Zhong Yixiao frowned, "I don't believe it, why is it still not healed, next time you are not allowed to play in the water secretly, it is not good for the wound, and my brother will feel distressed, be obedient, you know?"

He would also feel distressed... Mo Jiao felt sweet when he heard this, and nodded in response.

"Ah."

Then change your hand tonight, otherwise, you can cut off your arm, anyway, as long as it is his blood, Mo Jiao thought to himself.

Zhong Yixiao didn't know what was going on in his heart, and she didn't know that Mo Jiao would feed her blood every night when she fell asleep after the drug was discontinued, so that she could temporarily suppress the dangerous Gu poison, otherwise she would be very distressed.

Ji Qinghe sent Wang Yuanyuan and Hongying to monitor Murong Ling, and they shared a room with her to watch closely. Murong Ling had no freedom at all, sitting on the edge of the bed and sighing.

The two sitting by the window and leaning against the table turned their heads and quickly looked away after hearing the sound, which was already a habit, but they never let down their vigilance, they were both standing less than ten steps away from Murong Ling, Being stared at by such two pairs of viper-like eyes, Murong Ling couldn't sleep peacefully at all.

She could only hope in her heart that her senior brother would come to rescue her soon, but Wang Yuanyuan and Hongying were both good at using poison and the other was good at using poison, she was worried that Su Jingchuan would suffer.

Finally, it was the end of the unitary hour, and the lanterns were first lit.

Someone knocked on the door, Hongying froze and put her hand on the silver chain around her waist, Wang Yuanyuan also looked serious.

The next moment, a rough male voice sounded from outside the house.

"Guest officer, the hot water you asked for is here."

Both Wang Yuanyuan and Hongying frowned and looked at Murong Ling. Murong Ling knew that none of them had called for hot water. This was probably a temptation or a rescue, but she calmly put on a dazed and innocent look. appearance.

After a while, Wang Yuanyuan looked away and said to the outside: "I didn't call for hot water."

The person outside the house said again: "Could it be that the little one delivered it by mistake... the young man next door asked the little one to bring hot water to the lady in the purple dress when he left, saying that it was to scare the lady. Are there three girls?"

After hearing a series of explanations from the waiter in the shop outside the house, Wang Yuanyuan and Hongying frowned even more. Isn't the young man next door Ji Qinghe?

As a result, Wang Yuanyuan glared at Murong Ling, which made Murong Ling confused, then walked to the door and gently opened the door.

Outside the door was the shop waiter they had seen in the daytime, and behind them were two servants carrying buckets of hot water.

The waiter in the shop smiled obsequiously at Wang Yuanyuan, "You won't send the small ones to the wrong place, girl, look, I'll let someone carry them in right now?"

Wang Yuanyuan silently observed the two people who were carrying the hot water for a while, and saw that their footsteps were flimsy, not like Lian Jiazi, so she nodded and stepped aside, waiting for the waiter to lead the two people to carry the hot water under Hongying's gaze. After entering the screen, several people were invited out by Wang Yuanyuan.

During this period, Murong Ling would be suspected by Wang Yuanyuan and Wang Yuanyuan even if she took a look, so she could only bow her head and sigh silently.

After the waiter brought the two of them back to the backyard, the waiter's legs started to tremble, and he turned his head slowly and tremblingly said to the two behind him: "Masters, the younger one has already taken you there, that..."

Seeing that greed was more obvious than fear in his eyes, Su Jingchuan took out a silver coin and threw it over, and ordered: "Don't tell what happened tonight, otherwise..."

"The little one understands, the little one understands! If there is nothing wrong with the uncle, the little one will leave first?"

Having spent many years in a mixed inn, the waiter in the inn has grown up and asked the two of them with money.

Su Jingchuan waved his hand, the waiter quickly ran away, Zhuang Feiyu slowly tore off the human leather mask, and there was a handsome face under the coarse linen, but his brows were tightly wrinkled and his expression was ugly.

"Ling'er is closely monitored by Wang Yuanyuan and the others. It will be very difficult for us to save her."

This is true, Ji Qinghe and Yan Suiyu live in the next room, and if they want to rescue Murong Ling from Wang Yuanyuan and Hongying, they will definitely disturb Ji Qinghe's master and apprentice, and everyone will be unable to escape.

Su Jingchuan said: "It's too risky to rob by force, we have to think of a surefire plan."

Zhuang Feiyu nodded in agreement, fearing that he would not be able to save people tonight.

While they were exploring, Ji Qinghe, who was suspicious by nature, also noticed the existence of Mo Jiao.

No matter where he goes, he will attract the attention of others, not only does Ji Qinghe meet them not only in the restaurant, but also in the inn where they are staying.

It's too coincidental, but Ji Qinghe doesn't believe in coincidence.

When the waiter knocked on the door of the next room, he also opened his eyes in a nap. After the person left, he opened the window, and a crescent moon was like a hook in the vast starry sky. He clearly saw the waiter leading the people away upstairs. He already knew that this was a temptation, and it was a flaw he deliberately exposed to others.

Lead the snake out of the hole, but that's all.

At night, the breeze sneaked into the room through the window lattice, flickering the candles on the table, but there was one person missing in the room, Yan Suiyu was not in the room at all.

At the same time that Zhuang Feiyu came to test them, Yan Suiyu was also sent by Ji Qinghe to investigate Mo Jiao.

This inn has three floors, with upper and lower rooms plus ordinary guest rooms, a total of twenty or so rooms. In the middle is a small open-air courtyard. The moonlight can directly shine into the courtyard, making the roses in the courtyard very beautiful. The rooms on all sides face each other. The left and right stairs are connected, the backyard is the kitchen, and the woodshed farther away is next to the stables.

There is only one shopkeeper on duty in the front hall on the first floor, and there is no dining room. You enter the guest room in the courtyard at the corner. It is unusually quiet in this busy city, with a unique local style. An inn with the best environment.

During Xushi, the night market on the street is very lively, and most of the guests in the inn have gone out, so it is also very quiet.

Mo Jiao and Zhong Yixiao lived in the same guest room, which happened to be on the second floor, opposite to Ji Qinghe's guest room on the third floor.

But the candles in the room were extinguished early, and the sound of shallow and long breathing could still be heard before approaching, as if the people inside had already fallen asleep.

Someone gently lifted the door latch with the tip of a knife, pushed open the door very lightly, sneaked into the room under the cover of night, and through the blurred starlight, vaguely saw a bulge on the bed, which sounded stable and heavy The sound of breathing should be personal.

Yan Suiyu's footsteps were very light, and he barely made a sound. When he was approaching the person on the bed, the short knife in his hand was already shining sharply, and slowly raised, approaching the edge of the bed.

The window was not closed, and the moonlight cast his shadow on Zhong Yixiao's sleeping face.

Yan Suiyu raised the knife and fell, but was caught off guard by a palm force before it touched Zhong Yixiao's body, and he staggered a few steps back and almost fell down.This palm force is not weak, it shook his chest very uncomfortable, his internal breath became disordered, boiling, making a mouthful of fishy and salty in his throat.

Even the dagger in his hand fell instantly, making a crisp sound when it touched the ground, but the person lying on the bed was not awakened.

At the same time, the bed curtain on the edge of the bed slipped down instantly, completely covering up the situation inside the bed.

It took only a moment, Yan Suiyu clutched his uncomfortable chest, looked up in surprise, he alertly heard a small rustling sound on the bed, it seemed that the people inside got up.

But it was definitely not Zhong Yixiao, and a small black figure appeared beside his figure. There were other people besides Zhong Yixiao on this bed!

Yan Suiyu was born with this slap, so he knew that he was incapable of fighting against the people inside, and he didn't dare to stay longer, he didn't even pick up the short knife, he gritted his teeth and slipped out of the half-open window, not daring to stay for a while. Stay here again.

After he left, the window was closed by a wind of palm, and the bed curtain returned to calm again.

Mo Jiao lay quietly on Zhong Yixiao's chest, the snow-white sleeves on his arms seemed to be stained a little blood red, but he didn't care, grabbed Zhong Yixiao's lapel with both hands, and lay down on him to change into a comfortable one. In the sleeping position, even the tip of the nose is filled with the warm breath of Zhong Yixiao.

He closed a pair of deep pupils again, and leaned close to Zhong Yixiao's body lazily and sticky like a little milk cat.

He didn't wear a veil, and the bite wound on his cheek had already shed the blood scab, leaving only a light white mark, silently, a smile that was full of satisfaction and chilling was evoked on his lips.

After a while, Mo Jiao sneered and snorted softly, "It's a lifeless thing."

The leader and Zhong Yixiao dare to disturb you while they are sleeping, and they deserve it if they die!