Tea water is poisonous

  After crossing this mountain pass, they soon left the mountain range and arrived at a small town on the eve of night, where they found an inn to stay.

  A cavalcade of hundreds of people surrounded the entire inn, with guards standing inside and outside, looking stern and vigilant.

  Jiǔ yīn discovered that these people seemed to have received good training, whether it was the neat pace of walking or the cautious formation when standing still, all were perfect.

  The King of Yi helped the master of Wolf Tooth Island retreat from the enemy, bringing only 500 elite soldiers, which shows the ability of these 500 people.

  Especially after last night's battle with the snake array, Jiǔ Yīn admired them even more. In the chaos of war, some people fell in the snake team, but they bit their teeth to the death and did not want to lose the face of King Yi.

  Thinking of them dying in the chaos at such a young age, it's inevitable to have some feelings. The convoy, from 500 people yesterday, is now left with only over 400.

  Dozens of young lives were lost just like that.

  The rooms of Jiu Yin and Zhan Qing Cheng were arranged on the second floor, which was the same as Feng Chen Ye's, all of which were high-end rooms, but they were separated by several rooms in between and did not connect to each other.

  Jiuyin still doesn't understand, Feng Chenye is clearly resentful of the city's downfall, but he really takes good care of him.

  For a prisoner of war, such treatment cannot help but draw attention.

  Beyond one's wildest imagination.

  Just after tidying up the bedding, I was about to have a meal with Qing Cheng when the door was suddenly knocked on, and a soft voice came from outside: "General, Wang Ye has asked Ninth Sister to go over and attend to him."

  Nine sounds one daze, just thought of serving Feng Chen Ye again.

  After walking for an entire afternoon, I actually forgot about this matter.

  She put down her bowl and chopsticks, looked at Zhan Qingcheng, smiled lightly and said: "You eat first, leave some for me, no need to wait for me."

  Zhan Qingcheng nodded and watched her leave, reminding her faintly: "Don't make him angry."

  "Got it." She smiled lightly and comforted him: "I'll take good care of him, and then come back to serve you again."

  The war-torn city's gaze flickered, nodded, and remained silent.

  Attending... The words spoken so lightly brought back the torment of last night.

  Such service is better left undone.

  Jiuyin went out of the door, led by Qingyi to arrive at the Fengchenye gate. After adjusting her clothes and changing into a sweet smile, she took over the tray from the shopkeeper standing outside the door and pushed it in with a respectful attitude.

  Looking at her confident smile, Qing Yi wanted to remind her to "be careful", but the prince was in the room, and whatever he said outside, the prince would naturally hear clearly.

  At this time, if he reminds Jiuyin, isn't it obvious that he wants to oppose Wangye?

  So she had to let herself go in.

  Everyone has their own fate, and many things are beyond his control. He can only watch her make her own luck. Who knows, by the time they've walked for half a day, Master Wang may have already forgotten what happened at noon.

  After watching Jiuyin enter the house, he closed the door and originally wanted to stand guard outside. After some thought, he decided to wander off elsewhere instead.

  He didn't dislike Jiuyin and even had some appreciation for her, so he also didn't want to hear her suffer with his own ears.

  Anyway, he has to go out for inspection, and leaving is normal too.

  I hope the king can cherish and appreciate her a bit more, after all, such a lovely and beautiful young girl...

  In the room, Feng Chenye was still reading a book. Jiuyin discovered that these ancient people usually didn't have anything good to do in their free time, apart from reading books, playing chess and practicing martial arts, seemingly nothing else.

  Maybe there is, but she doesn't know.

  She placed the tray on the table in the center of the room, arranged the dishes inside neatly, and then stood still at the edge of the table, turning her head to look at Feng Chen Ye not far away, saying respectfully: "Your Highness, the meal is ready, please have a meal."

  Jiuyin thought that Feng Chenye would make things difficult for her, but she had already thought of a countermeasure. No matter what he said or did, she just kept praising him.

  Of course if he wants to bully her again, she has made the worst preparation, and at most it will be like last night.

  She thought, he should have been quite satisfied last night too, if she took the initiative, he shouldn't refuse.

  Yes, as soon as she found out he had this idea, she took the initiative to serve him.

  However, unexpectedly, Feng Chenye ignored her for the entire night. After dinner, he let her serve him as he bathed and changed clothes.

  Throughout the bathing process, he was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that she almost suspected him of having fallen asleep in the bathtub.

  She gently wiped his chest with a towel and took the opportunity to glance at his body.

  Fēng Chén Yè's figure... indeed lived up to that saying, an angel's face, a devil's body.

  Looks so beautiful, yet a sensual and charming muscle, solid arms, full chest muscles, even sitting without seeing any extra flesh on the small abdomen, as well as extremely slender legs.

  She blushed and quickly composed herself, focusing on wiping his body clean.

  It's impolite to stare, but it's really nice to look at.

  Suddenly he thought that he always liked women serving him like this, and his body didn't know how many girls had seen it. Thinking about it, she started despising him again.

  Feng Chenye finished her bath and got dressed under the servant's attendance, then returned to the desk and continued reading.

  Jiǔ yīn stood quietly beside him, stealing glances at him with the corner of his eye.

  At noon, he was the one who actively drove her away. But this time, he didn't drive her away and didn't speak a word either. She had no idea when she could leave.

  She hadn't eaten dinner yet, her stomach had been growling with hunger for a long time, and the hunger pangs were starting to get severe. She wanted to ask if she could leave, but was afraid of provoking his displeasure and making him even more difficult on purpose. After thinking it over, she could only continue waiting patiently.

  No big deal, just leave after he falls asleep then.

  The door was suddenly knocked, Jiuyin was startled, and she quickly glanced at Feng Chenye.

  He remained silent and read books, ignoring everything outside.

  Helpless, he shifted his steps to the door and opened it.

  The shopkeeper carried a pot of new tea and saw Jiuyin. He smiled and said: "Miss, I've brought the tea."

  Jiuyin nodded and took the tray from his hand, saying calmly: "You can withdraw."

  "Yes, miss." The shop assistant bowed and backed away.

  Returning to the room, Jiuyin placed the tray on the table, poured a cup of hot tea and came before Fengchenye, saying respectfully: "Your Highness, have some tea."

  Feng Chen Ye took it over casually, flipped through the book with one hand, and brought the cup to his lips with the other, taking a shallow sip.

  The tea is hot, fragrant and at a suitable temperature.

  Jiuyin let out a sigh, just about to retreat to the side, when he saw Feng Chenye suddenly frown, slapping his book shut with a "thud", concentrating and calming down, his face suddenly flushing red.

  She was startled, not knowing what was wrong with him. She turned around and looked at the teapot on the table, then looked at him again, and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly walked to the table, picked up the teapot, and poured all the tea water onto the floor.

  With a "hiss" sound, the tea water fell to the ground and instantly emitted a burst of green smoke.

  Tea water... is poisonous!

  She stared at Feng Chenye, frightened her heart skipped a beat, and couldn't care about anything else. She rushed to the door, opened it, and decided to go out and find Qingyi.

  But unexpectedly, just as the door was opened, a flash of silver light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and a large knife came to his side in an instant.

  Jiuyin was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat, and without thinking, she took a wrong step and stumbled, but somehow managed to dodge the attacker's blow.

  That man lost control of his knife and no longer cared about Jiu Yin. He raised his knife and hacked at Feng Chen Ye, who was sitting behind the desk.

  Feng Chen sat quietly without dodging or evading, his face showing an abnormal crimson color, he raised his eyes to look at the approaching assassin, his gaze cold and stern.

  The assassin was startled by his icy gaze, but seeing his face turn bright red, he knew he had been poisoned and didn't hesitate for a moment, raising his knife to strike him down.

  Seeing that big knife had already arrived above Feng Chenye's head, Feng Chenye's eyes turned cold and his long fingers slightly lifted.

  At this moment, someone quickly rushed towards the assassin with something in hand.

  With a "bang", a flower pot fell on the assassin's head.

  The assassin's figure flickered, and in that instant, the blade he chopped out missed its mark, landing on the table and leaving a deep gash on its surface.

  Jiuyin held up the flower pot, thinking that the assassin would fall over, but unexpectedly he just swayed and then stood upright again. His eyes gleamed with cold light as he drew his large knife and swung it backhanded at her.

  This shocked Jiuyin, she hastily retreated to the back, but didn't expect her foot to trip on a corner of the chair. After a sharp cry, her slender body rapidly fell backwards.

  The blade is approaching, already in front of her, she didn't think, raised the flower pot to block above her head, even if she can't dodge, she wants to make a desperate effort to block it.

  The sword fell down.

  The expected pain did not arrive, and instead, a thick inner force lifted her up from behind. When she stood up straight and opened her eyes, she found that the assassin disguised as a shopkeeper had already been injured by Qingyi's palm.

  "Feng Chen Ye!" Jiuyin called out in a low voice, ignoring the assassin who had poisoned himself, and hastily ran to the front of the desk, turning around to look at Qingyi, saying: "He's been poisoned."

  Qing Yi's face turned iron-green as she strode swiftly to Feng Chen Ye's side, just about to help him circulate his Qi and expel the poison.

  But Wind Xuan suddenly tightened his palm, his thin lips slightly opened, and a mouthful of tea water sprayed out from between his teeth, splashing onto the ground, instantly rising several strands of green smoke.

  She opened her eyes wide and stared at Feng Chenye's face, which was gradually returning to normal, and she was so shocked that her slightly parted lips couldn't close.

  Poisoned, yet he can still circulate his Qi to force the poisoned tea water out. Just how profound is Feng Chenye's inner strength?

  "You're going to die!" The man in green suddenly knelt down, anxiously saying: "I... I wasn't guarding the door just now, Ninth Sister doesn't understand Your Highness's rules, it's my fault."

  The king went out, and before eating or drinking anything, he would use a silver needle to test for poison. He had already tested his dinner, but he had just gone downstairs to make the rounds and did not know that someone had brought them new tea.

  This assassin disguised himself as a shopkeeper, and he was almost ignorant of martial arts, so he didn't notice when he entered the door.

  They will send out such assassins, and the other party's everything is already in their grasp. If they send a highly skilled killer, they will definitely not be able to escape their sharp eyes.

  Qing Yi pulled gently on Jiu Yin's sleeve in the dark, trying to remind her to kneel down and apologize, but Jiu Yin kept staring at Feng Chen Ye, lost in thought.

  Suddenly, her face changed greatly and she turned around to leave.