The woman in purple raised her glass, handed it to Fang Fan's mouth with one hand, and caressed his chest weakly with the other. She almost fell into his arms and said with a tender smile, "Sir, come, have a drink!"
With the beauty in her arms, Fang Fan took the wine and said with a smile, "Okay." While drinking, Fang Fan winked at the two women sitting beside Qin Xiuzhi.
The two women glanced at each other, remembering the "account" that the prostitute had said. In order to successfully steal the token and not make him suspicious, the woman in red raised her glass and approached Qin Xiuzhi. The wine was brought to his mouth, and she said with a smile, "Young Master, drink it too, I'll feed it to you."
While they were getting close, the woman in red whispered in Qin Xiuzhi's ear, "Young Master, I've offended you." After speaking, she tugged at his chest, but didn't really pull it apart.
Qin Xiuzhi was really not used to a woman dawdling in her arms, but for the token, Qin Xiuzhi still cooperated.
Unexpectedly, these girls were cold and cold just now, and now it seems that they are no less than her courtesan. Before anything happened, the old man hurriedly said, "I'm leaving now." After speaking, he hurried out of the private room.
I got it! The purple-clothed woman was secretly delighted, but Fang Fan hung the token on his chest, and was separated by layers of clothing, how could he succeed? Spirit eyes flickered slightly, the woman lifted her gauze lightly, pouted her lips slightly, and said coquettishly: "Sir, son, you are all wearing so much, aren't you hot? The slave's house is so hot!"
"The girl from Huancuilou is really enthusiastic." Fang Fan laughed, the oiran is worthy of being a oiran, all he wants is to take off his clothes. Fang Fan smiled at Qin Xiuzhi and said, "Young Master Shang, let's do as you please." After speaking, he took off his robe first.
As soon as Fang Fan took off his coat, the token hanging on his chest loomed. Qin Xiuzhi was in a good mood and replied, "That's fine." Apart from his jacket, Qin Xiuzhi was wearing a plain white middle jacket, which made him look even thinner.
"Sir, come, have another drink." The purple-clothed woman bullied her again and stroked Fang Fan's chest. At this time, Fang Fan's thoughts were all focused on Qin Xiuzhi, who was already wearing his middle clothes. Why didn't the two women take off his clothes.
Got it! The purple-clothed woman gently ejected the blade hidden at her fingertips and slid over the string. The token slipped into her sleeve along her wrist, and her other hand neatly took out the fake token from her waist and tied it with the string. Just after hanging it up, the woman's hand was suddenly grabbed. Fang Fan stared at the woman in his arms and scolded, "What are you doing?"
The purple-clothed woman was secretly shocked, fell to the ground, and replied with a look of grievance: "The slave family, the slave family is serving the adults!"
Fang Fan touched the token on his chest, it's still there! His face softened slightly.
It looks like the token is in hand. Qin Xiuzhi pushed away the woman beside him and said with a smile, "Sir, Shang Jun can't bear such an enthusiastic girl, why don't you let them back down and let's have a few drinks."
back off? Fang Fan was falsely alarmed about the token just now, and looking at Qin Xiuzhi's clothes just a little messy, these useless women stuck in their throats, snorted softly: "Is it unbearable, or I have no luck? ?"
Seeing that the beautiful woman was in his arms just now, but he seemed to be calm, he was either incompetent or a woman.
Qin Xiuzhi frowned and replied, "What do you mean by this, sir?"
Staring at Qin Xiuzhi's face, not letting go of any expression on his face, Fang Fan deliberately slowed down and said, "I have an old friend who looks almost exactly like the villa owner, but she is a woman. The villa owner is like this today. Embarrassed, could it be that it is my old friend?"
woman! Qin Xiuzhi never thought that he would say so, how could the Shangjun be a woman, could he be a woman? The various expressions of Shang Jun flashed in his mind, and suddenly there was some confusion in his mind.
Facing Fang Fan's peeping eyes, Qin Xiu was stunned, and immediately shouted angrily, "It's ridiculous!"
Qin Xiuzhi's lack of concentration just now seemed suspicious to Fang Fan. Facing the servant behind him, Fang Fan pretended to smile and said, "Since it's not, why should the owner of the villa be angry. Come on, please pour wine and apologize to the owner."
"Yes." A servant greeted him with a jug, but his feet suddenly slipped, and the half jug of wine in his hand was all thrown towards Qin Xiuzhi. The wine soaked Qin Xiuzhi's clothes, but he saw that a cloth towel was wrapped around his chest, Fang Fan sneered in his heart, she really was a woman.
"Damn it, I'll wipe the villa owner clean." The servant who brought the wine came up to him again, holding a white cloth in his hand, but instead of wiping him, he was tearing at his clothes.
"What are you doing?" Qin Xiuzhi didn't have time to react, the man was very strong, but Qin Xiuzhi's shirt was torn after just a few strokes. Yu Fengfei, who had been standing by the door, grabbed the man's wrist with one hand and pushed the man back a few steps.
Even so, Qin Xiuzhi's clothes were torn to pieces and his chest was exposed. In front of everyone's eyes, Qin Xiuzhi felt very humiliated, and if it was a businessman who came, he would also be treated like this. Thinking of this, Qin Xiuzhi's anger surged, and he replied coldly: "I am a handsome seven-footed man, but you compare me to a woman. Shang has the intention to make a friend like an adult, but he was ridiculed and insulted. taught!"
Qin Xiuzhi's clothes were torn and he could clearly see that there were indeed several layers of gauze wrapped around his chest, but it seemed to be caused by the wound. And the muscles in his chest and the firm back, although thin, he can still tell that he is a real man. Fang Fan was terrified, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Zhuangzhu calm down, Zhuangzhu calms down! This old man is clumsy for a while, and the servant is stupid, so please don't mind. I really want to make Zhuangzhu a friend."
Qin Xiuzhi glanced at the guards and servants in the room, and hummed, "Really?"
He is a man, and he can be sure that he is not the daughter of the Wu family, and the owner of the Misty Villa, he really doesn't want to offend him! Waving his hand, Fang Fan said impatiently to the people around him, "Go out, go out."
The woman in purple also replied, "Yes." The four of them hurried out of the private room, and the servant who poured the wine did not dare to stay, but the two standing by the wall did not speak or move.
This is the best chance, be sure to put those two people away! Picking up the robe and putting it on, Qin Xiuzhi said, "Yu Feng, you also go out. I have something to talk to the adults alone."
Yu Feng glanced at the two people behind Fang Fan before turning around and leaving the house for a long time.
Qin Xiuzhi still had an unhappy expression on his face, holding a wine glass in his hand, but he didn't say a word. Fang Fan pondered secretly, there are guards inside and outside the Huancui Building, and no assassins can enter. It's better for this businessman not to offend him. He raised his hand gently and said, "You also go out."
"Yes."
The two took orders and also left the private room.
Qin Xiuzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, the token had already been obtained, and there were only the two of them left in the house, and then they were waiting for the poison to be released.
Fang Fan raised his glass and said with a pleasing smile: "Zhuang Zhu, I've been neglected today, this old man will give you another toast."
"That's it." Qin Xiuzhi took the wine glass handed over by Fang Fan and observed his face secretly.
Shangjun is not a descendant of the Wu family. Although he is a little disappointed, it is also a good thing to be able to make friends with the owner of the Misty Mountain Villa. Fang Fan raised his glass again and again and praised: "It is really good wine, I am afraid that there is only the Misty Mountain Villa. I can have such a good wine. It is really a blessing for Fang to get to know the owner today!"
"If you don't dislike it, just drink a few more glasses." Qin Xiuzhi threw the empty jar aside, picked up another jar of wine, and filled it with Fang Fan.
"good!"
After a few drinks, Fang Fan's face began to flush, and then gradually darkened. Fang Fan felt that the scene in front of him began to shake, and he couldn't help laughing: "This wine is so powerful."
After a while, heat flowed out of his nose, Fang Fan stretched out his hand to wipe it, and it turned out to be scarlet! is blood.
Fang Fan looked at the person in front of him in horror. He was still sitting calmly, staring at him coldly, "You..." Only when he opened his mouth did he realize that his throat was unable to make a sound, and his chest was stuffy. pain. Fang Fan was afraid, this wine, this wine is poisonous.
"Someone..." Fang Fan tried his best, but he could only utter a few broken words. Blood flowed from his nose, and he couldn't stop it. His face was dark and blue, and Qin Xiuzhi couldn't bear to turn his head away as he was struggling.
"Come... people..." Fang Fan kept calling. Outside the door are all strong martial artists. If you let them hear it, Lord Shang's plan will be over. Heartbroken, Qin Xiuzhi took out the cloth towel in his arms and covered Fang Fan's mouth and nose. Fang Fan struggled desperately, and the wine glass on the table fell.
There was a crisp sound, and a question immediately sounded outside the door: "Sir, do you have any orders?"
Fang Fan seemed to hear hope, and kicked and kicked with all his strength, Qin Xiuzhi could hardly hold him back. At this time, a questioning voice came from outside the door again: "Sir?"
The door opened slowly.
Sen Leng's long sword mercilessly pierced into his chest, the red blood stained the original white shirt, and the face that was exactly the same as his still raised a warm and genial smile, but the paleness almost faded away. , only the redness on the chest became more and more clear and dazzling.
Fix it!
Shang Jun was almost overwhelmed by fear. He didn't know whether he was awake or asleep, and whether what he saw was a dream or reality. All he knew was that when he wanted to get up, he couldn't lie down like this, trying again and again, only to find that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even move a little finger.
Someone seems to be walking around, Xiuzhi, are you back? Fix it!
"Fix it..."
The small whispers were almost scattered in the night wind, but Qi Fenghua was shocked. He ran to the bed and saw that Shang Jun's eyelids were constantly moving, his mouth was half-open, and he struggled to make a sound.
"How is this possible?" Qi Fenghua couldn't believe that Xiaojun was actually awake! Why is he still awake, in order to allow him to rest in peace, he deliberately increased the dose, he can't be still awake, impossible!
"Fix it..."
He whispered in his ear one after another, telling him plainly that Shang Jun was indeed still awake. Qi Fenghua quickly touched Shang Jun's wrist, the chaotic pulse was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and his true qi was rushing in his body. He actually relied on his inner strength to keep himself from falling asleep. How could he be so stubborn, he would die like this.
Whether it was anger or worry, Qi Fenghua's hand that took out the silver needle actually trembled slightly. While piercing the long needle into the acupoint, Qi Fenghua kept calling in Shang Jun's ear, "Little Jun, stop it! Don't exercise anymore, stop it!"
Perhaps it was the effect of the acupuncture, or perhaps Shang Jun heard Qi Fenghua's call, and he did calm down a bit. But after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Little Jun?" Qi Fenghua called softly.
Shang Jun turned his head with difficulty and slowly, saw Qi Fenghua clearly, but only said two words: "An antidote."
"You!" Qi Fenghua really wanted to stun him with a palm, but he had to take out the antidote from the medicine bag, and he was admitting defeat. If you don't give Xiaojun an antidote, he will only continue to stimulate his inner strength, and he can't just watch him kill himself.
After taking the antidote, Shang Jun lay quietly on the bed for a quarter of an hour. Just when Qi Fenghua's heart dropped a little, Shang Jun suddenly sat up and staggered to get out of bed. Qi Fenghua quickly pressed his shoulders, knowing the answer, but still asked, "Where are you going?"
Without even looking at him, Shang Jun replied coldly, "Let go." He didn't expect that the little uncle would actually work together to repair him, thus trapping him.
Xiaojun will be angry, he has already expected it, but he will not regret doing so. Reluctant to let go, Qi Fenghua sighed, "They've been out for a long time, and it's too late for you to go now."
Shang Jun was completely unmoved and insisted on getting up. Qi Fenghua said angrily, "Why don't you know how to cherish yourself so much? They go all out to protect you, but you waste their hearts. Your life is not only your own, have you ever thought about them?"
"I—" Shang Jun bit his thin lips and replied indifferently: "I don't want them to work hard for me!" He doesn't deserve them to treat him like this, he shouldn't be close to anyone in the first place, shouldn't implicate anyone, yes It's his fault, it's his fault!
The stubbornness of Shang Jun's stubbornness completely angered Qi Fenghua. With a force on his hand, he cut his hand back, and easily threw Shang Jun on the bed. Qi Fenghua angrily said, "Look at how you are now, what else do you want to do? You can't help anyone, you will only drag them down."
This fall made Shang Jun unable to move for a long time, and he was in great pain. It's not the body that hurts, because of that kind of pain, he's already used to it. His heart hurts so much, and the little uncle is right. He looks like this, it's so difficult to even stand up, what can he do? Why should he save them
Slumping down on the bed, Shang Jun remained motionless, and his dazed eyes lost their brilliance.
Looking at Shang Jun's dejected appearance, Qi Fenghua secretly scolded himself for saying too much. Being seriously injured, Shang Jun is already sad enough, but he has been holding back without showing the slightest. He said that today, he must have deeply hurt Xiaojun. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Qi Fenghua caressed Shang Jun's thin cheeks and said softly, "Little Jun, you are our heartache treasure. Be patient and heal your wounds. When they come back, this is what they want, okay?"
Shang Jun slowly closed his eyes and did not respond. Qi Fenghua sighed, what should he do with such a businessman
"Master." Outside the house, Xi Mu's voice suddenly sounded.
As if Shang Jun didn't hear it, Qi Fenghua hesitated for a while, but replied, "What's the matter?"
Xi Mu was stunned, why was it Qi Fenghua who responded? What about the master? Having doubts in his heart, Xi Mu listened carefully to the movement inside, and replied, "The spies who went to investigate come to report that outside the Huancui Building, there are many iron armored troops lying in hiding." The master has always been concerned about Young Master Shang, so even though He didn't explain, Xi Mu still sent someone to check the situation.