The chief concubine of the foodie king

Chapter 282
In the dead of night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

A delicate figure sneaked towards the base of the wall.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you here!" Yan Jin put his hand to his mouth and said in a very low voice.

"OK! This matter is about this lady's future happiness, how could I be careless?" the charming figure said playfully.

"Quick battle!" Feng Yibei said impatiently, the feeling of lying on the wall in the middle of the night is really not very good, wet with dew, kissed by mosquitoes.

Huo Ying kissed Yan Jinfei, and took advantage of the darkness to poke forward.

Candle lights flickered in the attic in the distance, and a tall and tall figure stood against the light, isolated and proud.

Huo Ying approached quietly under the cover of the tree trunk, then bent down and crawled slowly from the bottom of the attic, moving towards the target step by step. She knew that Jian Xunchuan Tibetan Medicine was located in the small tower behind his bedroom.

To get close to the tower, she had to go around the attic, and she couldn't make a single sound, otherwise, as long as Jian Xunchuan opened the window, she would be finished.

The figure in the attic suddenly coughed softly, making Huo Ying stiff all over, loosening her hands, lying lightly on the grass, pretending to be dead on the spot, not even daring to breathe.

After a long time, there was no movement from the people in the attic, so Huo Ying got the courage to prop up her hands and continue the turtle walk before.

There are still a few steps left to go around the attic and go straight to the tower, "Who?" The figure in the attic asked softly.

Huo Ying only felt a muffled thunder, which made her eyes go black.

"Young master, your ginseng soup is here." A sweet voice sounded.

It turned out that it was the maid who brought the supper, which made her legs weak from fright.Huo Ying quietly glanced at the figure, and accelerated her pace.

Yan Jin at the base of the wall was also covered in cold sweat from shock, she reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and secretly cheered for Huo Ying.

Finally Huo Ying entered the tower, and her figure disappeared in front of everyone.

Entering the tower, Huo Ying tiptoed along the wall according to the memory route in her mind. Every time she took a step, her heart skipped a beat. The surrounding was eerily quiet, so quiet that only her heartbeat and breathing could be heard.

In front of a private room, she tremblingly took out a torch from her bosom, and started to burn it tremblingly. Due to excessive nervousness, she almost burned her cheek during the process of burning, and could not help but secretly cursed the backwardness of the times. In modern times, no one uses a flashlight, any cheap flashlight is better than it.

With the dim light of the fire pocket, she gently pushed open the door and quickly entered.

There was a refreshing fragrance in the room. Smelling the fragrance, she felt her mind was soothed. Holding up the fire pocket, she moved to the cabinet in the dim light, opened it layer by layer from bottom to top, and gently opened it. Searching lightly and quickly.

The drawers of the cupboard were densely packed with small porcelain vases, each with a name written on it, and holding a torch, she flipped through the small bottles one by one, not daring to miss them.

"Your stealing skills are still much inferior to my sister's!" In the dimness, a rich male voice sounded without warning, and it was extraordinarily horrifying in the silence.

Huo Ying was like a cat that had been electrocuted, and it exploded in an instant, but it was too late to escape.

The room suddenly became brightly lit, so bright that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Huo Ying only felt a sharp pain in her eyes, and was extremely uncomfortable. She blocked the sudden light with her hands, and through the gaps between her fingers, she saw a young man in white clothes standing in front of her.

The blood in the whole body first flowed backwards for a while, and then froze.

Huo Ying stared blankly at Jian Xunchuan who appeared out of nowhere, and finally found her voice, "How did you come in? Aren't you drinking ginseng soup in the attic?"

"I've been waiting here!"

"Who's that in the attic?"

"A person whose back looks like me and whose voice looks like me." Jian Xunchuan answered Huo Ying's question with a good-natured smile.

Looking at his warm smile like a spring breeze, Huo Ying's whole body trembled. Why did she feel like she had fallen into a hole in the ice? It was so cold!Could this be the legendary "Smiling Tiger?"

"Hee hee... Hee hee... You are angry again, I can explain all this." Huo Ying laughed along.

Unexpectedly, Jian Xunchuan raised his hand, "No need, I didn't blame you!"

"Ah?" Huo Ying was frightened again, wouldn't he punish her?
This is not logical!
"You really don't want to be angry, it's just because I like it so much..." Huo Ying was so anxious that her tongue was tied up, trying her best to find a reasonable and convincing reason.

"Do you think it smells good?" Jian Xunchuan suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

Huo Ying was stunned, then nodded, "It's fragrant, I smelled it as soon as I came in, what's the problem?"

Jian Xunchuan didn't answer her, just smiled like a spring breeze.

Looking at that smile, Huo Ying knew what the problem was, but it was too late.

She felt her whole body go limp, and she fell to the ground with a "bang" like an upside-down onion, her eyes darkened, and she fell into a coma.

Jian Xunchuan restrained his laughter, stepped forward and knelt down, and patted her face lightly. After confirming that she was really knocked down, he chuckled softly, "Stupid woman! If you mess with my sister, you will suffer disaster sooner or later."

Two maids walked out of the dark place.

"Take her down and settle down well, let her sleep well." Jian Xunchuan's voice finally had a hint of tenderness.

After Huo Ying entered the tower, she disappeared from everyone's sight.

The people at the base of the wall were all terrified, and Yan Jin looked up at the sky from time to time.

"Hey, it's out!" Yan Xichen said softly.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the front, and a delicate figure flashed out of the tower quickly.

Guided by the moonlight, the figure cautiously approached the wall.

Yan Xichen leaped lightly, jumped in front of the figure, stretched out his hand, and captured the figure directly in front of everyone.

Everyone fell from the wall to the ground.

Borrowing the moonlight, that figure took out a small and exquisite medicine bottle from his arms, "This is the best one I found in it, here it is!"

"Why is there something wrong with your voice?" Yan Jin asked suddenly.

"There is a scent in that room. Although I covered my nose wittily, I still inhaled some. Now I just feel that my throat is uncomfortable and very dry." The delicate figure replied.

"Oh!" Yan Jin nodded, "Thank you for your hard work!"

"When I came out, he had already fallen asleep, now is the best time to do it!"

"Well, okay, Yibei, I'll leave the rest to you!" Yan Jin turned around and said softly to the tall figure behind her.

Feng Yibei took the medicine and looked at the sky, "Wait a little longer! When the sky is slightly dark, I will go and put him down again, and you will be responsible for the final decoration of the wedding hall. Now let the bride rest for a while! "As he spoke, he glanced at the pretty figure who had stolen the medicine.

(End of this chapter)