Start practicing from marrying a disfigured princess

Chapter 117 I wish I could marry the prince
After half an hour.

The gate of Zhenmensi.

Ren Pingsheng got off his horse and strode towards the yamen.

Seeing this scene, the guard guarding the gate was taken aback for a moment, and was about to reach out his hand to stop him, when his colleague said: "I have seen the prince."

"Where are your bosses?"

"In the yamen."

"Ah."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, and stepped into the Yamen.

The guard next to him was a little confused: "Who is this? Just let him in like this, will something happen?"

Another guard glanced at him: "Don't you know the son of Prince Zhenbei? He and Mr. Xiao are inseparable, so there can be something wrong."

the other side.

After Ren Pingsheng walked a few steps, he saw Xiao Rongxue in a unicorn suit walking towards him.

"Hey... why are you here?"

When Xiao Rongxue saw him, she was a little surprised.

Ren Pingsheng didn't talk nonsense, and said bluntly: "I have something to discuss with you."

"Okay, let's go into the room and talk."

Seeing his serious expression, Xiao Rongxue knew that there was something important to do, so she nodded slightly and led him into the room.

"Deputy Envoy Zhenmo and Bai Ping are out on business, so don't worry about someone eavesdropping."

"Ah."

Ren Pingsheng nodded, briefly explained what happened this morning, and then said: "In other words, we only have 20 days, and we have to find a way to tie up that scarred face as soon as possible."

Although doing something to Scarface might scare the snake away.

But now, he has no better choice.

Xiao Rongxue raised her eyebrows when she heard this: "I was just about to talk about this... I followed that scarface for two days, and found that he would go to Tingfeng Pavilion every noon and stay for more than an hour before coming out. Time is too late, you can do it in Tingfeng Pavilion."

As he spoke, he subconsciously raised his voice, a little eager to try.

Although this matter has nothing to do with her, she is very happy as long as it is against King Jin.

"I'm afraid it's not convenient to do it in Tingfeng Pavilion."

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly and said so.

"Indeed, a sixth-rank martial artist can't control his madness."

Xiao Rongxue thought for a few seconds, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and asked curiously: "Don't you know how to make alchemy? Is there any kind of elixir that is colorless and tasteless, and you will faint after smelling it for a while?"

Yes there is.

It's just that I can't practice it at my current level.

Ordinary psychedelic pills can be refined, but they have to be placed in the wine and vegetables.

Scarface can be King Jin's bodyguard, and his anti-reconnaissance ability will not be weak. When he is alone, he should not listen to Fengge's wine and food.

"Speaking of which, the little green tea can invade dreams, can it attract his attention while Scarface is resting?"

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng planned to go back and ask Jiang Chuyue, if he could do it, let her help.

Of course, this is just an alternative.

The safest thing is to give him medicine as Xiao Nuxia said.

"If it doesn't work, go to my aunt and see if she has anything similar."

Alchemy is a traditional craft of Taoism, as long as my aunt is willing to help, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Ren Pingsheng thought so, and planned to go to Baiyun Temple.

In the next second, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of it.

Tianshi Mansion and Baiyun Temple are in the same line.

Mu Rou is also a little celestial master, so her level of alchemy should be better than her own.

Can I ask her to help refine the advanced version of the psychedelic pill?

After thinking up to this point, Ren Pingsheng looked at Xiao Rongxue and said, "I'll try it when I get back. If I can refine it, I'll use it. If I can't, I'll find a way."

After a pause, he said again: "If you do something in Tingfeng Pavilion, there is still a problem, how to transport him out?"

It will take time to get the news out of Scarface's mouth.

Listening to the people coming and going in Fengge Pavilion, there is a possibility of being discovered at any time. Even if he is tied up, he has to find a way to transfer to another place.

"It's really troublesome."

Xiao Rongxue frowned slightly, and after thinking for a few seconds, she said in a deep voice: "It's really not possible, you pretend to be his friend, go into the room and help him out.

There are many people in Tingfeng Pavilion who are unconscious after drinking, and it is perfectly normal to be helped out, as long as they avoid the old bustard, it will not be a big problem. "

"It's a way."

Ren Pingsheng looked at her: "I'll go back first to see if I can refine the magic medicine, and I'll discuss the details with you."

Xiao Rongxue felt that she was taken seriously, and she was secretly happy, so she replied: "Okay."

…………

Another half an hour.

Ren Pingsheng returned to the Ren Mansion, came outside the small courtyard, and raised his voice: "Is Miss Mu there?"

After a few breaths, Qiu'er's voice came from the courtyard.

"Yes, sir, please come in!"

Ren Pingsheng walked into the courtyard, and saw Qiu'er standing at the door, looking at him with a smile on his face: "It's windy outside, my son, let's go inside."

"It's annoying."

Ren Pingsheng pushed open the door, walked into the room, and turned his head to look. The little celestial master Mu Rou was lying on the bed, his legs were covered with a quilt, and his upper body was wearing a plain inner lining. There is tiredness.

He was already sick, and after being led by Ren Pingsheng for a long time, he was already exhausted.

I didn't feel anything at the time, but I couldn't stand it after I came back, and I lay down for more than an hour before I recovered.

"Master Ren...cough cough cough cough cough..."

Mu Rou turned her head to look at him, and coughed violently as soon as she opened her mouth.

"What disease did the little Tianshi suffer from? He has not been cured after staying in the Tianshi Mansion for three years."

Ren Pingsheng was puzzled, and stepped forward to give her some comfort.

After taking two steps, Mu Rou frowned: "Your...Young Master...cough...keep...stay...cough..."

"..."

Ren Pingsheng paused and stopped in place.

After a while.

Mu Rou calmed down, took the tea brought by Qiu'er, took a sip, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and asked softly, "Mr. Ren's visit, why?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Master Xiao and I have found some clues about the case of the Mu Mansion, but we need to use one thing, I don't know if Miss Mu has it."

aside.

When Qiu'er heard this, she said embarrassedly: "Miss didn't bring anything with her when she went out, young master..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Rou interrupted: "Mr. Ren is referring to pills and talismans?"

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "It should be colorless and odorless, and it can take effect in a short period of time. It is effective for sixth-rank martial arts. It doesn't matter if the effect is less, as long as it can keep him from making a big fuss."

Mu Rou was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Can Mr. Ren get the honeysuckle vine?"

Honeysuckle vines... I remember correctly, there are on Baiyun Mountain.

Ren Pingsheng nodded: "Yes."

Mu Rou said again: "Dragon tooth grass, crane grass buds, double-faced needles, thyme cream..."

More than ten kinds of medicinal materials were reported in one breath, which are relatively common compared with honeysuckle vines.

Ren Pingsheng said: "There are all of them."

Mu Judao: "The medicine refined from these medicinal materials can achieve the effect that the prince said, but it has a light fragrance, which may be noticed by vigilant people."

If the aroma is very light, it should be fine.

That scarred face will never be able to listen to the six ways and see all directions while doing business.

With this in mind, Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "It's okay."

Mu Rou heard the words, and said again: "This medicine can have three forms, it can be made into pills, swallowing it can make a sixth-rank martial artist fall into a coma for at least four hours.

Make a potion and sprinkle it in a confined space. After a stick of incense, a sixth-rank martial artist will fall into a coma for an hour.

Made into a joss stick, after lighting it, the same effect can be achieved in a short while... Which one is Mr. Ren going to want? "

Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds, then looked at the little celestial master: "I want them all."

Mu Rou nodded lightly, and her voice was as soft as ever: "Then please prepare some more medicinal materials, Mr. Ren."

"it is good."

Ren Pingsheng turned around and was about to leave. Halfway there, he suddenly thought of the zombie movies he watched as a child.

Those Taoists with profound mana will make a kind of talisman, stick it on the zombie's head, and control his actions. I don't know if there is something similar in Tianshi Mansion.

Thinking of this, he stopped, turned to look at Mu Rou, and asked, "Can Miss Mu make a talisman to control people's actions?"

Mu Judao: "It needs to be used in conjunction with the elixir just now. If the other party wakes up in the middle, the talisman will lose its effect."

Really!
Ren Pingsheng was overjoyed: "Understood, Miss Mu can make some more talismans if it is convenient for you. Just tell me what materials you need."

Mu Rou said: "Brush and ink, cinnabar, talisman paper, clean water..."

"Is it important?"

"Just use it."

"it is good."

Ren Pingsheng stopped talking nonsense, turned and left.

As soon as he went out, he called the guards and ordered: "Go to Baiyun Temple and buy more honeysuckle vines."

The remaining medicinal materials are available at home, so there is no need to buy them.

"Yes!"

The guards ordered to leave.

Ren Pingsheng called another guard and ordered to buy the materials for the talisman.

Immediately afterwards, they came to the courtyard where Chang An lived.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Little Green Tea sitting on a stone bench, holding a book of Chinese stories in both hands, watching intently.

As the breeze blew by, the leaves rustled, and a leaf fell from the air, circled in mid-air like a butterfly, and landed on her head.

She didn't notice it at all, stretched out her slender hand, and turned to the next page with a focused and serious expression.

"What are you looking at, so fascinated?"

Curious, Ren Pingsheng slowed down, walked behind her, and looked down.

"It turned out to be a script, and I don't know what it's about."

With curiosity, I continued to look down, the more I looked, the weirder my expression became.

The first few paragraphs talked about a private meeting between a handsome and handsome son of a family and an unmarried lady.

After chatting for a few words, the lady who hadn't passed the door left because of something, and ordered her personal servant girl to take good care of the young master.

Everything is normal up to here, it is just the wit and beauty that girls in the boudoir love to see, nothing new.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong later.

First, the son of the aristocratic family teased the servant girl, took her into his arms, and coaxed her sweetly.

The maid also wanted to refuse and welcome.

Then after some extreme tugging, he entered the house inexplicably.

Then, out of nowhere, she landed on the bed.

And then……

The content was unsightly, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but swallowed, he was choked by accident, and coughed loudly.

"cough……"

on the stone bench.

Jiang Chuyue was startled by the sudden sound, like a frightened little rabbit, she jumped far away.

Seeing that it was Ren Pingsheng, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense delicate body relaxed.

But in the next second, she realized something, her pretty face flushed instantly, her little hands tightly clutched the scripture book, her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't even speak clearly: "You, you, you..."

Isn't it just little Liu Bei, who hasn't seen the same thing, so why are you so nervous?

Ren Pingsheng was as stable as an old dog, with doubts in his eyes: "What's wrong with Miss Chuyue?"

Seeing his puzzled face, not pretending, Little Green Tea was at a loss.

"Did he read the contents of the script just now?"

Jiang Chuyue suppressed the embarrassment in her heart. After calming down, as usual, she swayed her body pretending to be coy, and said coquettishly: "Why didn't the prince come in and say hello, I'm going to be scared to death."

"It's not because I'm afraid of disturbing Chuyue girl's reading."

Ren Pingsheng looked at the notebook she was clutching tightly in her hand, pretending to be curious, and asked, "I don't know what book Miss Chuyue read, she was so engrossed that I didn't even notice it when I walked behind."

"..."

Hearing this question, Little Green Tea's heart was pounding violently, and her breathing became rapid. It took a while to calm down and smile: "It's just an ordinary script."

As soon as the words fell, Ren Pingsheng asked with a smile: "Can you show me?"

"Very, very boring, the prince will definitely not like it."

Jiang Chuyue panicked visibly with the naked eye.

If the prince finds out that she is reading such a script, the protagonist is still the young master of the family and his wife's little maid... She, let her die!

Ren Pingsheng pretended to be puzzled: "Why is Miss Chuyue nervous?"

Jiang Chuyue's expression froze for a moment, and she squeezed out a smile: "No, no."

It was the first time in Ren Pingsheng's life that he took a small green tea casually, a smile appeared on his brow, and his heart felt refreshed.

"Well, maybe I'm overthinking it."

Still wanting to ask the other party for help, Ren Pingsheng stopped in moderation and stopped being aggressive.

aside.

Jiang Chuyue was in a hurry to change the subject: "The prince is here to find the senior sister, what a coincidence, the senior sister is still in seclusion, or the prince will come back in two days?"

As he spoke, he blinked his eyes, and his voice was as soft and sweet as ever.

"Do not."

Ren Pingsheng shook his head slightly: "I'm looking for Miss Chuyue."

Hearing this, Jiang Chuyue was slightly taken aback.

Then, I didn't know what to think of, my face was flushed like sunset, I pursed my pink lips, lowered my head, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "I know that my elder sister has been in retreat for a long time, and my son can't bear it, but without my elder sister's consent, I don't OK……

Although if the son forces him, there is nothing he can do about it, but the senior sister will be angry when she finds out. In short, the son can't force him, let alone sneak into his room in the middle of the night and be shy to him. "

As he spoke, he twisted his body and secretly raised his eyes to look at Ren Pingsheng, his eyes were full of expectation.

"..."

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, then slowly said: "Miss Chuyue misunderstood, but I just want to ask Miss Chuyue for help."

"Is that kind of thing... or what kind of thing?"

Little Green Tea's pretty eyes showed a hint of bewilderment, and a murmur arose in his heart.

"Ask Chuyue girl to help me confuse a sixth-rank martial artist and drag him into a dream, so that he cannot wake up for a short time."

Ren Pingsheng stopped playing around and said his purpose.

"Drag into a dream..."

Jiang Chuyue was slightly in a daze, then suddenly realized.

The prince knew that the two dreams he had had something to do with him.

Doesn't that mean that he did the spanking on purpose?

Woooo...too much!

I will never like Shizi again!

Little Green Tea recalled the original dream, her face was flushed, and even Linglong's earlobes were red.

aside.

Ren Pingsheng saw that she didn't agree for a long time, hesitated for a moment, and said again: "If Miss Chuyue is willing to help, you can put forward conditions. As long as I can do it, I will try my best to do it."

Hearing this, Jiang Chuyue's eyes lit up, and she asked curiously, "Can you agree to any conditions?"

Ren Pingsheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Seeing that he agreed, Jiang Chuyue showed a bright smile on her brows, walked up to him, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty swears, if you don't agree to his conditions, you won't be able to have sex with your senior sister for a year."

What an oath.

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched, and he was speechless for a moment.

Jiang Chuyue raised her head slightly, looked at his handsome face, and blinked playfully: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

"it is good."

Ren Pingsheng no longer hesitated: "If I don't keep my promise, then..."

Halfway through, it's kind of hard to say.

Little Green Tea smiled and added the second half of the sentence for him: "You can't have sex with senior sister within a year."

"it's OK now?"

"Well, let me tell you, son, who do you want them to deal with?" Jiang Chuyue asked curiously.

Ren Pingsheng hesitated for a moment, and told her the ins and outs, but omitted some details in the middle.

"Is that so..."

Jiang Chuyue's exquisite little face showed a thoughtful look, and after a while, she looked at Ren Pingsheng and became serious: "That person must be very vigilant on weekdays, and he doesn't sleep very hard in a place like a brothel, so he can't be like that." The prince said, drag him into a dream."

It was expected.

Ren Pingsheng thought for a while and asked, "If you torture him repeatedly and weaken his willpower, will it be easier to construct dreams and make him believe it?"

Jiang Chuyue nodded lightly: "Theoretically, that's the case."

Ren Pingsheng said: "At that time, if you can't get the result, you have to ask Miss Chuyue for help...By the way, Miss Chuyue has met King Jin?"

"While in the palace, King Jin never misses banquets, big or small, so I've seen them."

"Can you imitate his tone and demeanor?"

Jiang Chuyue recalled King Jin's voice and appearance, and nodded: "I can...but I can only imitate [-]% of the charm."

"enough."

Ren Pingsheng smiled and said softly, "I will trouble Miss Chuyue then."

"Well... If the son can keep his promise, it will not be troublesome at all."

Little Green Tea thought so, with a bright smile on her brows, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, like a cat.

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The next two days.

Ren Pingsheng, apart from daily training and martial arts, was discussing details with Xiao Rongxue.

Including the timing of the action, how to deal with the courtesan in Tingfeng Pavilion, etc.

The plan was gradually perfected, and all that was left was to wait for the right time, as well as the little celestial master's pills and talismans.

In a blink of an eye.

It was the morning of the third day.

After signing in as usual, Ren Pingsheng went to the courtyard to practice martial arts.

The voice of the little girl Qiu'er came from outside the door.

"My lord, the lady has prepared everything you want."

Finally done!

Ren Pingsheng's eyes lit up, he responded, put down the broken knife, and followed the servant girl to the little celestial master's bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, there was a strong smell of medicinal herbs. Looking up, Mu Rou, who was wearing a long lavender dress, was standing by the table.

There are two porcelain vases and two candles on the table.

"This is the medicine Mr. Ren wanted. The small bottle is filled with liquid medicine, and the large bottle is filled with pills. These two are incense candles mixed with medicine." Mu Rou introduced softly.

"Thank you Miss Mu."

Ren Pingsheng stepped forward, trying to pick up the bottle.

Mu Rou slightly frowned, and took two steps back to keep a distance from him.

Perhaps because she felt that this was inappropriate, she trembled her eyelashes and explained softly: "Your Majesty doesn't know something. I have repelled men since I was a child, and it was not against my Majesty."

"We didn't get along very well before, why did it suddenly happen again?"

Ren Pingsheng was puzzled, but he didn't say anything. He put the vial and incense candle in his arms, waved his hands and said, "It's okay."

After a pause, he asked again, "Miss Mu's talisman?"

"Sister Qiu'er."

Mu Rou looked at Qiu'er and called softly.

Qiu'er understood immediately, took out a stack of yellow paper and red books from the wooden box, and presented it with both hands.

Mu Rou softly introduced: "The above six are talismans for controlling people. The first one is pasted on the opponent's body, and the second one is pasted on his forehead. They control the opponent with the primordial spirit. If the opponent is conscious, it will be invalid.

The next three cards, if you meet an enemy, you can light it with fire and throw it out, the power is no less than the full blow of a fifth-rank martial artist.

The last one, sticking it on the body can block the prying of monks below the extraordinary. "

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was slightly taken aback.

First reaction: "These talismans are worth a lot!"

Second reaction: "A few pieces of broken yellow paper and broken cinnabar can make such a powerful talisman?

No wonder he was able to become the successor of Tianshi Mansion. It turns out that his skills are all focused on alchemy and talisman making. "

The third reaction: "Whoever marries a little celestial master is equivalent to marrying a mobile supply box and a weapon arsenal?"

With this in mind, Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes to look at the little celestial master.

Suddenly, she realized that compared to two days ago, her already pale face was even paler, without a trace of blood, and there was a deep sense of fatigue between her brows and eyes, and it was obvious that she was holding on to not fall down.

"It seems that the little celestial master spent a lot of energy in making these talismans."

Ren Pingsheng put a stack of talismans into his arms, looked at Mu Rou, and said softly, "Miss Mu, rest well, Master Xiao and I will do our best to rescue the people in Mu's house, so that they will not be implicated."

Mu Rou's voice was very soft: "Thank you, Mr. Ren."

Ren Pingsheng hesitated for a moment, and took out a Soul Cultivation Pill from his bosom: "This is the Soul Cultivation Pill I refined, please accept it."

Chang An will be leaving the customs in a few days, and this Soul Cultivation Pill is reserved for her.

Seeing Mu Rouxu like this, let's give it to her first.

For Chang An, wait until you come back and make another one.

Sitting on the bed, Mu Rou said softly, "Young Master Ren, don't worry, my illness can't be cured by any medicine."

"Gu poison can be suppressed, and the sea of ​​​​qi can be repaired. What kind of disease does the little heavenly master have? Is there no cure in the world?"

Ren Pingsheng was full of doubts in his heart, and opened his mouth to ask.

When the words came to my lips, I felt that they were meaningless.

What's the use of asking about a disease that even the heavenly master can't cure?
It's nothing more than sprinkling salt on Murou's wound.

Seeing a young girl in the flowering season suffering from illness at the age when she should be blooming, working with all kinds of medicinal materials all day long, unable to even run, and unable to do anything herself, I can't help but feel a little depressed.

"Don't disturb Miss Mu's rest, I will take my leave."

Ren Pingsheng was a little awkward, turned around and left with the pill and talisman.

After he left.

Qiu'er looked at her young lady, hesitated for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Why does the young lady pretend to hate the prince."

Hearing this, Mu Rou dodged her eyes and said in a low voice, "I don't understand what you mean."

Qiu'er said: "Since the young lady came to the Mu residence, the servants have been serving her. The young lady has been able to deceive others, but not the servants. Just now the prince approached, and the young lady didn't hate it at all. Instead, she frowned and pretended to be disgusted. Keeping a distance from the prince, the servant can't figure out why the young lady would do this."

Mu Rou lowered her eyes slightly and said nothing.

Seeing this, Qiu'er continued: "For so many years, Miss finally met a man of the same age who she didn't hate, why did she deliberately distance herself..."

Before she finished speaking, Mu Rou said softly: "Sister Qiu'er misunderstood, I..."

Speaking of this, he hesitated for a moment, and told the truth: "I still hate it in my heart, but I don't feel disgusted like I do to others."

"That shows that the prince is still special in the young lady's heart, maybe the young lady will be able to marry in the future..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a violent coughing sound.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Mu Rou covered her chest with one hand and her mouth with the other, her shoulders heaved violently.

"Miss."

Qiu'er hastily stepped forward to comfort her.

After a while.

Mu Rou gradually regained her strength.

Qiu'er hesitated for a moment, then swallowed back what she was about to say.

She has lived in Mu Mansion for a long time, and she has nothing to do except to buy scripts when she goes out on weekdays. She only heard that someone married the princess some time ago, but she didn't know that person was Ren Pingsheng, and thought he was alone.

At this moment, all I can think about is: "It would be great if Miss could marry the prince."

…………

time flies.

Another new day.

The sky is clear and the sun is shining.

Jin Wangfu.

back door.

A burly man in strong clothes came out, looked around, saw no one around, and walked towards Sajin Street.

After half an hour.

Entered the Tingfeng Pavilion.

As soon as you enter the door, the old bustard who still has the charm stepped forward to greet you.

He just said coldly: "Five taels of silver, two hours."

The old bustard took a look at the scar on his face, and immediately understood: "I remember, sir, please go upstairs."

This person is a frequent visitor of Tingfeng Pavilion.

Every time I come at noon, I call a girl at random, and there is nothing romantic when I enter the house, just a rush of phases.

Because of his rude actions and incomprehensible style, few girls are willing to receive him.

She had to be coaxed and persuaded to enter the house.

Watching the scar face upstairs.

The old bustard summoned a young servant in green clothes, and ordered: "Let Feng'er serve that one."

That little girl named Feng'er didn't listen to discipline, and even took money from customers in private.

The old bustard had already made up her mind, and in the next month, as long as the scarred face came over, she would let Feng'er take care of her.

After half a stick of incense.

A prostitute named Feng'er went upstairs cursing.

After walking a few steps, he was bumped into by someone head-on, and his skirt was sprinkled with wine or something, and there was a faint aroma.

"No long eyes!"

Feng'er looked at the man's back, cursed in her heart, but kept her mouth tightly shut, not daring to say a word.

After a while, she came to the door, took a deep breath, and felt dizzy.

Without thinking too much, he opened the door and walked in.

Seeing the scarred face sitting by the bed, he immediately changed his face: "Master, you want to die at my slave's house."

Scarface looked at her, with a gleam in his eyes, without saying a word, he walked up to her, hugged her by the waist, threw it on the bed, and threw himself on her.

"Father..."

Feng'er wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound before she opened her mouth.

In just a moment, her mind was blurred and she passed out.

"Damn it! Useless stuff!"

Scarface was not surprised, and continued after cursing.

After half a stick of incense, he gradually felt that his movements could not keep up with his consciousness.

He reached out and patted his forehead, and found that his head was dizzy, as if he had been drinking all night.

After a few seconds.

He finally realized that the situation was wrong, and a sense of uneasiness and fear welled up in his heart.

He was not fully dressed, so he walked towards the door, exhausted his last bit of strength, and pushed the door open.

He opened his mouth, wanting to shout loudly, but before he could open his mouth, he felt a kick in his lower abdomen, and he staggered backwards.

Ren Pingsheng, who had changed his face, held his breath, walked into the room, closed the door behind his back, and stuffed a pill into his mouth facing the terrified face of the scarred face.

"Um..."

Scarface struggled violently, unable to fight to the death.

"It's so intense!"

Ren Pingsheng's eyes burst into a gleam, and he punched the chin without saying a word.

The severe pain hit, and Scarface had to open his mouth.

Ren Pingsheng flicked his fingertips and sent the pill into his mouth.

Just for a moment.

Scarface passed out completely and remained motionless.

"If you give up early, it will be over, why bother to take this punch."

Ren Pingsheng cursed, took out the talisman prepared in advance from his arms, and stuck it on his chest.

Standing up, he glanced at the prostitute on the bed, making sure that she was asleep, so he didn't stay any longer, and left the room while there was no one outside the door.

After he came out, he was not in a hurry to leave, but found a seat not far away and sat down, ordered a pot of tea, and on the surface admired the dance of the ladies and gentlemen, but actually kept staring at the door of the room to prevent anyone from entering by mistake go in.

time flies.

After half an hour.

Xiao Rongxue came in to take his place.

He left Tingfeng Pavilion, and pasted the matching talisman paper on his forehead.

Suddenly.

His consciousness became blurred, and he opened his eyes again, and in front of him was the room that had become a brothel.

Trying to control Scarface's body, he found that his movements were a bit stiff and he couldn't speak, but it was no problem to leave Tingfeng Pavilion.

Controlling Scarface to dress neatly, he walked out of the house, bypassed the bustard, left Tingfeng Pavilion, and walked straight to a carriage parked by the roadside.

Entering the carriage, I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face with eyes closed tightly, motionless.

That's right, what he saw was Ren Pingsheng who controlled this body... that is, himself.

"It's really handsome. If I were a woman, I would like myself too."

It was rare to be able to observe himself from the perspective of others, and Ren Pingsheng watched it for a long time before stepping forward to remove the talisman paper.

Almost instantly.

Losing Ren Pingsheng's control, Scarface fell to the ground.

at the same time.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes, made sure there was nothing wrong, and said, "Let's go."

"Yes!"

Li Yong's voice came from outside the curtain.

The carriage drove slowly to Ren Mansion.

…………

into the night.

The moonlight is faint, and the cold wind is blowing.

A certain house in Renfu.

The windows were papered over.

Not a little moonlight could come in.

The room was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Scarface, whose hands and feet were bound by iron chains, was thrown on the ground at random, and still did not wake up.

outside the yard.

Li Yong stretched out his hand to promise: "No matter how hard his mouth is, within three days, the humble job can be pried away by him!"

Ren Pingsheng warned: "Don't kill people."

Li Yong said with a serious face: "Don't worry, my son, I have pulled out half of his teeth just now, and he can't die even if he wants to."

"..."

Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched.

I have been with Li Yong for a year, and this is the first time I have seen such a cruel side of him.

"You don't have to force it, just weaken his willpower. Remember, people must live!"

Ren Pingsheng was afraid that he would kill Scarface, so he urged him again.

Whether or not the people in the Mu family can be rescued depends on this scarred face. If Li Yong really killed him, there would be nowhere to cry.

"Don't worry, son."

Li Yong's tone is very confident: "In this respect, humble job is professional."

"it is good."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "Go."

"Yes!"

A faint light burst out from Li Yong's eyes, he turned and left.

aside.

Xiao Rongxue looked at his back and couldn't help asking: "What should he do if he doesn't know anything about the Mu family?"

Ren Pingsheng's tone was flat: "Then look for clues."

Xiao Rongxue frowned slightly: "In this way, wouldn't time be wasted?"

Ren Pingsheng glanced at her, and said calmly: "The investigation of the case is not smooth sailing. Every time we just find the key clues, such things only exist in the storybook."

"Makes sense."

Xiao Rongxue deeply thought so.

So, it's human nature that I can't solve the case all the time, not my lack of strength.

"He won't be able to speak for a while, so go back and rest first, and wait slowly."

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand, turned and walked towards the courtyard.

Xiao Rongxue hesitated for a moment, then followed.

…………

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, it was two days later.

In the small black room.

Scarface had been tortured to the brink of death, almost desperate.

Shut up in a dark room.

He couldn't tell day and night at all, and he didn't know how long he had been locked up. He only knew that someone would come in to torture him every once in a while.

Up to now, there is nothing left to ask for, but death.

bang bang...

There was a sound of footsteps.

Scarface whispered: "I...don't know...killed...I..."

"Your Highness, I found it!"

A voice came from outside.

follow closely.

The wooden door was kicked open.

The glare of the sun shone in.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of Scarface, and it took a while to open his eyes.

All you see through the gap are familiar figures.

"I finally found it...you suffered..."

With tears in their eyes, several colleagues stepped forward to unshackle him with trembling voices.

"I... was saved?"

There was a trance in Scar's face.

After taking the next healing pill.

He felt much more comfortable, and was carried out of the house by several colleagues before he realized that he was locked up in the suburbs.

What his colleagues were saying, but he couldn't hear clearly, his mind was dizzy, and he lost consciousness after a while.

Open your eyes again.

Already a soft bed.

His injuries have healed a lot.

In front of her, a little maid was taking care of herself.

"I... where is this?"

Scarface opened his mouth and asked.

"Prince Jin's Mansion." The little maid replied.

Prince Jin's Mansion...has finally come back.

Scarred face had mixed feelings in his heart, and his eyes were full of hot tears.

at this time.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the house.

Followed by the maid's voice.

"His Royal Highness King Jin..."

(End of this chapter)