Chapter 20 Sorcery?

For a while, Su Yanjing's rice bowls were piled up like a hill, and it seemed that there was an endless rhythm, but this old man, without changing his expression, kept smiling like a spring breeze, warm and gentle, and slowly solved the problem. Qingran served him all kinds of dishes, but the four maids beside him couldn't bear it.

"I really like mushrooms and vegetables. Forgive me, Shizi, I'll take them all." Before An Qingran's warning eyes glanced over, Dong Lan had already taken away a plate of vegetables beside Su Yanjing. .

"This spicy tofu, my son, you have eaten enough, you should save some for us, we are not full yet." Dong Zhi unceremoniously gave the plate of spicy tofu next to Su Yanjing to him. I carried it over.

"Leave the rest of the sparerib soup to me. I haven't had a few sips yet, please drink less, my son." Even Yunfei couldn't help but make a move.

Of course, Yun Qing didn't say anything, but she moved fast enough, directly took away a dish of dry-stir-fried green beans on the dinner table, and poured it all into her rice bowl.

The performance of the four of them, in An Qingran's eyes, made her dislike Su Yanjing even more. One knife cut really hard.

"Concubine Shizi, what's wrong with your eyes? Why are you twitching all the time, isn't it uncomfortable?" Su Yanjing knew that the other party's knife eyes were swaying, but Su Yanjing could still make such a serious move at this moment. , is also dark enough.

An Qingran said unhappily: "Su Yanjing, your eyes just twitched." This guy really affected her mood when eating. Now An Qingran ate almost the same, and she was almost angry, so she just let it go. He picked up the chopsticks, and glanced at Yun Fei and the four of them. "You guys, have you eaten and drank? If you have eaten and drank well, do you have to clean up and get ready to go?"

"Miss, we've all eaten, let's go clean up now." My lady was about to explode, Yunfei and the others tactfully retreated.

As for Su Yanjing, he also put down his chopsticks at this time, and told Mo Si to follow Feng San to eat something quickly to fill his stomach so that he could continue on his way.

The group of them ate and drank so much, yet nothing happened, which surprised Mo Si and Feng San.

How come none of them fell down?

But he clearly saw it very clearly, the proprietress killed the man herself, Mo Si wondered about this point.And Feng San obviously thought of this.

"Mo Si, has your investigative ability declined? You said that the food has been drugged with perspiration, but look at the concubines, the concubines, and our master. After eating so many dishes, nothing happened. , Did you get dazzled and didn't see clearly just now?"

If he had known it would be such a result, Feng San regretted not going to eat with his master. At that time, the food was delicious. He stood by the side, but his mouth was watering. If he didn't want to protect his master, he would Want to sit down and taste two.

But at this moment, he finally told him such a situation, do you think Feng San can't be depressed?Of course, doubting Mo Si's ability to investigate is just a casual statement, not really questioning Mo Si's ability to handle affairs, but the current situation is really confusing.

As for Mo Si, he naturally knew what kind of temperament Feng San was, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and now he regretted it in his heart. If he had known earlier, he shouldn't have listened to Feng San. You can follow along with a hot meal.

To be honest, he himself didn't understand what was going on, but he was clear about one thing, that is, the matter would definitely have something to do with the Crown Princess.

He thought, maybe the fate of the imperial concubine is true.

Her life is hard, so anyone or anything that hurts her will actively avoid her, so even if she eats a meal with sweat medicine, she will be fine.

And the master probably thought of this, that's why he had to go with the concubine Shizi. In this way, the master was also blessed, and nothing happened.

Yes, that's how it should be.

"Feng San, I think we have to follow the concubine closely in the future. If we follow the concubine, we will be blessed and there will be no disasters."

"I'm afraid this sentence is exaggerated, Mo Si, look, trouble is coming." Feng San pointed to a group of people rushing towards them.

The person in front of her was naturally the proprietress of the tea shop, a mid-aged lady in her thirties who still had a charm.

"You guys finished eating and drinking, did you just pat your ass and leave?" In fact, it was not only Mo Si and Feng San who were wondering, but also people like them.

Obviously they put enough Mongolian sweat medicine in each dish, but they waited for a long time and didn't see any of them fall down, until they were about to leave for the journey, forcing the proprietress to take a desperate risk and bring the following A guy rushed out.

So if you don't stop them now, after passing this village, there will be no such shop.

But what the proprietress didn't expect was that just now she rushed out, and as soon as she arrived in front of An Qingran and the others, the guys she brought out fell at her feet one by one inexplicably.

"You, you, what kind of magic did you use?" In the eyes of the proprietress, she didn't see what medicine An Qingran used, only saw that the guy fell down as soon as he rushed in front of An Qingran. It is determined that An Qing is infected with witchcraft.

As for An Qingran, he just said something lightly.

"Miss Boss, I'm in Jianghu, so I need to find out some things. Do you know who I am?"

"Isn't she just a lady from a rich family passing by?"

"You're only half right. I'm indeed a lady from a rich family, but I'm still the famous fourth lady in Kyoto. Six years ago, Miss An Jia, you should have heard of it, right?" For a black shop, such news will naturally be heard.

(End of this chapter)

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