Yucheng Jue

Taking advantage of these three days, the two of them inquired about the situation in Philadelphia. Feng Jingzhen sold all the pills in the animal skin medicine bag to the largest medical clinic, and exchanged for 1000 taels of gold, which made Jiang Chengyao very speechless.

The two bought the admission ticket the day before the auction, and on the day of the auction, they officially took their seats in the guest seats of the auction venue.

In the spacious auction hall, the guest seats are divided into two places. The private room on the second floor is the VIP seat. The windows facing the hall are all separated from everyone's sight by bead curtains, so that people can't see the situation in the private room clearly.The seats in the lobby on the first floor are ordinary guest seats, where Jiang Chengyao and Feng Jingzhen live.

The auction started, first calligraphy and painting, embroidery, then precious porcelain, and then weapons and armor, etc. Jiang Chengyao looked at the items on display at the auction mat one by one, and remembered the treasures in the underground secret room of Yunjie Villa. If they were auctioned here, It's also a lot of money.Thinking of this, Jiang Lianhuai's face flooded into his mind, as well as the letter written by his mother Zhu Pinting. Jiang Chengyao felt upset for a moment, and it was not until Feng Jingzhen whispered, "The medicinal materials are here", that he pulled Jiang Chengyao back. mind.

Jiang Cheng looked towards the auction booth, and saw a deep purple flower blooming in a flowerpot on the auction booth.The whole body of this flower is dark purple, with four or five small leaves stretched out, and a flower with layered petals stands on the branch.

Among the crowd, there are not many people who know the goods. This medicinal herb has been auctioned by a middle-aged man and a charming young woman wearing a veil. The price has risen all the way to 5000 taels of silver. The middle-aged man thinks it is not worth it and will not increase the price.

The beautiful eyes of the young woman flowed, showing satisfaction.

At this time, Feng Jingzhen opened his mouth to ask for the price, and directly added 1000 taels of silver, which attracted the young woman sitting in the private room on the second floor to stretch out her hand to push aside the bead curtain, and looked down at Feng Jingzhen on the first floor.

Feng Jingzhen raised her head and smiled slightly at the young woman who was covered in jewels.The young woman's eyes only glanced at Feng Jingzhen's handsome face, but her gaze stayed on Jiang Chengyao's face for a long time.

At this time, Jiang Chengyao looked contemplative on the outside, but he was actually distracted on the inside.

The young woman put down the bead curtain and raised the price again by 1000 taels of silver.Feng Jingzhen also raised the price again.The two went back and forth several times, and finally the price rose to 9000 taels, and the young woman gave up.

Feng Jingzhen paid for the medicinal materials and led Jiang Chengyao out of the auction hall.

Back at the inn, Feng Jingzhen prepared and boiled the medicine, and gave it to Jiang Chengyao three times a day.Jiang Chengyao never refuses anyone who comes, every time the medicine is served in front of him, he pours it with his head up, which makes people think that even if Feng Jingzheng brings him meth, he won't blink his eyes.

In this way, Jiang Chengyao drank the medicine for two days.

Feng Jingzhen took Jiangcheng's pulse for remote diagnosis every day, but he couldn't tell whether the medicine he prepared was working or not.Because as long as the toxicity in Jiang Chengyao's body does not break out, he will be the same as a normal person, without any abnormality or sickness.

On the second day of taking the medicine, at midnight, the moonlight outside the window was bright, illuminating the white paper on the window lattice, and reflecting the shadow of the window lattice on the floor of the inn.

Feng Jingzhen sat by the bed, looking at Jiang Chengyao's back lying on the floor.

If he remembers correctly, the last two Jiang Chengyao poisoning attacks were on such full moon nights.

Sure enough, when it was close to midnight, Feng Jingzhen saw Jiang Chengyao struggling with discomfort.

It seems that the medicine he prescribed didn't work!

Jiang Chengyao was covered in sweat, struggling to sit up, and saw Feng Jingzhen standing up, looking at him warily.

Jiang Chengyao pulled out a bitter smile, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Don't be afraid, I will go to the brothel."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Chengyao stood up while supporting the wall, opened the door and left the room.

Stumbling along the almost deserted streets, Jiang Chengyao felt uncomfortable not only physically, but also mentally.He knew that he didn't want to accept the body of a strange woman from the bottom of his heart, but if he didn't let this poison out, he would eventually bleed to death from his seven orifices.He had no choice.

When he was about to walk to the brothel where the lanterns hung high with beauties like clouds, a soft, slender catkin with fragrance rested on Jiang Chengyao's shoulder.

"Master, are you planning to go to the brothel in front?" The charming young woman turned to Jiang Chengyao, with a seductive voice, full of charm, and said tenderly: "You see, the slave's house is better than the top card in this brothel." How is the girl?"

Jiang Cheng watched in a daze as the young woman lifted her veil, revealing a beautiful face, and between her bright red lips, she continued to utter charming words: "The spring night is short, how about letting the servants serve you?"

After all, the young woman's soft, boneless body snuggled into Jiang Chengyao's arms.

Jiang Chengyao sniffed the tangy scent of makeup and powder, and hugged the young woman's waist.If it's not Feng Jingzhen, then it doesn't matter if it's anyone else.

In a daze, Jiang Chengyao was taken by the young woman to a nearby luxurious inn.

A large bed covered with a brocade quilt, with curtains fluttering.

Jiang Chengyao pushed the young woman down on the bed, and pulled her hakama with his eyes closed.The young woman stretched out her red lips to kiss Jiang Chengyao's, but Jiang Chengyao turned her head away.The young woman smiled nonchalantly, and then kissed Jiang Chengyao's neck, leaving lip marks on Jiang Chengyao's wheat-colored skin.

Taking off the young woman's dress, Jiang Chengyao buried his face on the young woman's plump & high breasts, closed his eyes and panted heavily.

The hand of the young woman who went to untie his belt was firmly held down by him.

No, the aura emanating from this woman made him extremely sick.It wasn't the smell of rouge and gouache, but the breath emanating from this woman's body, which made him frantically resist.

He couldn't stand it.

Jiang Chengyao stood up and said with shame on his face, "Sorry, I can't."

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.Before he took a few steps, he was entangled in the veil on the bed and flung back to the bed.

As soon as the young woman lifted the veil, she bound Jiang Chengyao's hands to the railing at the head of the bed, leaned over Jiang Chengyao's chest, and said delicately: "You have been poisoned by the charm drug, how could it not be possible? You fell into the old lady's bed." Bed, there is no reason for you to escape."

Jiang Chengyao closed his eyes, bit his lower lip tightly, and thought to himself, just let her go, he would be just as disgusted with another woman.Extending the head is also a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife.He shook his head and gave up struggling.

The young woman sneered and said, "Look at you, you look so heroic and righteous. My old lady thinks that she is still beautiful, why make you so embarrassed?"

While speaking, the young woman had already untied Jiang Chengyao's belt, and stretched her soft hands downward.

Jiang Chengyao frowned, his body was covered in sweat, and his nose was full of the woman's body odor. For a moment, he felt the blood in his chest go backwards, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The young woman was startled, stopped what she was doing, and asked, "What kind of love potion are you in, how could you be like this?"

Jiang Chengyao clenched his teeth and shook his head lightly, unable to speak.

The young woman didn't know what to do for a moment, and while hesitating, Feng Jingjin's fluttering figure came in through the window.

The author has something to say:

Wenwen Small Theater:

Jiang Chengyao: Xiaoyu, you just admit that you are jealous, right?

Feng Jingzhen: ...No!