Today was a false alarm. Although this incident did not hurt Meng Yiqing's life, it still hurt four innocent lives. Yang Yanxing brought Yang Yanjing, Fenghuang, and Li Xiangren to the back mountain where the incident happened.
There was no movement at the scene, the only thing left was a lonely tomb, and some paper money left over from burning.
Li Xiangren quickly noticed that the burnt paper money had an obvious strange smell. After careful identification, Li Xiangren immediately said with certainty: "This is the burning substance of the poison that Miss Meng was poisoned by. It seems that at that time Everyone is suffering from this poison to varying degrees."
"That is to say, if you find the person who poisoned you, you will find the murderer?" Yang Yanxing said.
"Yes, Sixth Brother, so the top priority now is to find the person who poisoned you in your mansion. Yang Yanxing reminded.
Yang Yanxing already knew it in his heart, and now he had to focus on his own house.
"Sixth Brother, it seems that Ms. Meng is recuperating in my mansion, which is safer. In the next few days, please keep calm and observe the people in your mansion," Fenghuang also said.
'Okay, Fenghuang, I've dealt with this matter with caution, but I'll trouble you to take care of Meng Yiqing's body. "Yang Yanxing expressed his gratitude.
But Yang Yanjing said: "Sixth brother, you are serious. It seems that this matter will not be that simple. As for Yang Yanming, we still don't have enough evidence to bring him to justice, so we still need to Take precautions."
Yang Yanxing understood the seriousness of the matter and nodded knowingly. After watching the scene of the crime, they returned to Yang Yanjing's mansion again.
At this time, Miss Meng has slowly regained consciousness, and her body has slowly regained her strength. Yang Yanxing was very worried. Seeing that Meng Yiqing was finally waking up, she hurriedly asked with concern: "Xiaoqing, are you feeling better? Xiaoqing, can you hear me now?" Yang Yanxing was anxious Extremely afraid that Meng Yiqing would faint again.
"Sixth Prince, don't be so anxious, Miss Meng is still recovering slowly. If you do this, don't scare Miss Meng." Fenghuang reminded Yang Yanxing.
But Meng Yiqing seemed to be having a nightmare, all the muscles in her body suddenly trembled, and she muttered: "Help, help... u, don't kill me, help."
"Xiaoqing, I'm here, Xiaoqing, wake up, don't be afraid, I'm here." Yang Yanxing said, and hugged Meng Yiqing who was in a nightmare in his arms.
Meng Yiqing seemed to feel the temperature of Yang Yanxing's body, and then she calmed down. Meng Yiqing slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Yang Yanxing's face, she felt relieved. In her dream, she had been chased and killed all the time. The grief of losing a loved one these days and the fear of being hunted and killed all vented out.
"My lord, am I still alive? I, am I not dead?" Meng Yiqing said weakly.
Yang Yanxing hugged this weak woman tightly again, and told Meng Yiqing firmly again and again: "Xiaoqing, you are still alive, you are still alive, don't be afraid."
Fenghuang watched from the side, never thought that Yang Yanxing would have such a tender side. Fenghuang didn't want to be a light bulb, and seeing how haggard Meng Yiqing was, he probably couldn't ask any questions, so he left the room wisely, keeping this pair of good companions.
Fenghuang came to the study and slowly sat beside Yang Yanjing, "Princess, you are here, how is Miss Meng?"
"Miss Meng's life has been recovered, but she is still in a bad state of mind. I guess I have to wait for her to recover if I want to ask anything." Fenghuang said thoughtfully, "And I see Yang Yanxing, So concerned about Ms. Meng, and Ms. Meng has just woken up, Jiu wants to find Yang Yanxing, it seems that they still have each other in their hearts."
"Does the concubine want to say that it's right for me to mess up the mandarin ducks?" Yang Yanjing said with a smile.
Naturally, Fenghuang was a little proud, and said hastily; "Who am I, Fenghuang, I must wish that all lovers in the world will finally get married."
"What about us?" Yang Yanjing asked intentionally.
Every time Fenghuang flirts deliberately with Yang Yanjing like this, he is still a little shy, "My lord, are you kidding me again?"
Yang Yanjing smiled slightly, now he loves to see the shy look of this little woman, Fenghuang. Yang Yanjing continued: "It's getting late now, the concubine should take care of the king and sleep well."
Sleeper? Fenghuang, I am a little sensitive to this word. The spring festival that night has been unforgettable for Fenghuang for a long time. Although the pain is accompanied by joy, every time Fenghuang thinks of it, his face will still blush.
Fenghuang hurriedly asked: "My lord, you, don't you think so again?" Fenghuang's hesitation to speak made Yang Yanjing love him even more.
"Yes, my concubine, hurry up and change my clothes." Yang Yanjing said, raised his arms, and looked at Fenghuang with a smirk.
Fenghuang carefully took off Yang Yanjing's clothes. The normally fearless Fenghuang, when encountering Yang Yanjing's intentional teasing, instantly looked like a well-behaved bunny, obedient and obedient, making people feel pity.
Seeing this, Yang Yanjing couldn't help laughing, "Okay, my Phoenix, you really think of me as that kind of person, I'm just joking with you..."
"My lord, you, you are teasing me again." Fenghuang immediately walked aside with a red apple face.
Their daily life is like a sweet love in modern society. Fenghuang accompanied Yang Yanjing carefully, and Yang Yanjing also took good care of this woman.
Waiting until the red candle at midnight, the two snuggled up to sleep, but it happened that neither of them had any sleepiness, they just hugged tightly, enjoying the sweet time that belonged to them.
Although the two of them didn't seem to have any physical intimacy, their restless hearts collided accidentally.
Fenghuang leaned on Yang Yanjing's chest, and could clearly hear Yang Yanjing's heartbeat, and Yang Yanjing hugged Fenghuang even more tightly, and the bodies between the two were more tightly attached together.
At this time, Yang Yanjing's breathing also became a little hasty, and Fenghuang could clearly feel the strength of the man. Yang Yanjing's fascination with Phoenix's body is not only in the body, but also a kind of complete satisfaction of spirit and desire.
Fenghuang said softly, "My lord, you hug me too tightly, I can't breathe." Only then did Yang Yanjing come to his senses, hugging Fenghuang by himself, exerting all his strength.
Only then did Yang Yanjing loosen his breath a little bit, but the shortness of breath seemed to be more frequent, "Fenghuang, I want you." Yang Yanjing said such a domineering sentence again, after finishing speaking, Yang Yanjing's kiss , and approached Fenghuang's lips, the soft, delicate, and slightly cool moist feeling spread throughout Fenghuang's body...