But without analysis, no one knows what those things are.
I don’t even know how long it will take Zhixing to analyze the components of these liquids.
To take a step back, even if the analysis is done, it is impossible to prepare the antidote in a short while.
If something happens to the child during the preparation of the antidote...
In this case, how could she tell Mrs. Feng her inner thoughts? [
Sikong Lingge frowned, came back to his senses, and glanced at the busy servant, "I'm a little tired. Let's go upstairs to rest."
All she can think about now is contacting Zhixing, delivering the medicine in the shortest possible time, and analyzing the ingredients. How can she think about eating?
Turn around and walk upstairs.
He didn't take more than two steps when he was stopped by the servant.
"Miss Sikong, look, we are all ready, so let's make do with some food." The servant persuaded, her eyes twinkling.
Sikong Lingge's eyes turned cold and he immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Who is in my room?"
He asked coldly, pushed away the servant, and strode upstairs.
"No...Miss Sikong...you are overthinking...how could anyone dare to enter your room..." The servant followed suit and explained, with a light cold sweat on his forehead.
It was okay if they didn't explain, but once they explained, Sikong Lingge became even more suspicious.
Pick up the pace.
As soon as Sikong Lingge stepped onto the corridor on the second floor, she immediately saw Mrs. Feng.
She stood at the door of the guest room with a very calm expression, as if nothing had happened and she was just waiting at the door.
However, if you look closely, you will find that Mrs. Feng's hands are shaking slightly, and her expression is a bit unnatural. She seems to have done half the bad thing, and is afraid of being discovered, so she hastily stopped her hand.
The two servants behind him were holding trays filled with food and drinks. Their expressions were calm and calm, not showing any emotion.
But his eyes flickered from side to side, and he didn't dare to look at Sikong Lingge at all...
Sikong Lingge's chest jumped, and his face suddenly darkened, "What are you doing here?"
"Lingge, you are finally back." As soon as Mrs. Feng saw her, she immediately came up to her with a smile, completely ignoring Sikong Lingge's dark expression, "I asked the kitchen to prepare some food and bring it up for you to cushion.
I have a stomachache, and I haven’t even knocked on the door for a long time.
Response. When I asked the servant, he said that you went to the study to find Li Ye and probably wouldn't come back so early. He also wanted to ask the servant to take the things down and moisturize them first and then bring them over later. I didn't expect such a coincidence, we were about to
Go downstairs and you'll be back."
As Mrs. Feng spoke, she held Sikong Lingge's hand intimately, opened the door directly, and walked in. "It's getting late. Come in, sit down, and have something to eat." [
Sikong Lingge said nothing on the surface and allowed Mrs. Feng to pull him into the house.
In my heart, I have already thought about it
Sikong Lingge remembered clearly that he locked the door when he went out.
Mrs. Feng, on the other hand, pushed the door open without even using the key.
What does this mean?
Sikong Lingge squinted his eyes, and combined with the strange expression on the servant's face just now, he was immediately sure that Mrs. Feng had entered the guest room during his absence.
I looked around without leaving any trace and found that the things had indeed been tampered with.
However, judging from those traces and Mrs. Feng’s expression, she probably hasn’t found what she wants yet.
Fortunately, when I left, I was careful enough to pack up all my things and hide them properly.