Seeing that her face and appetite were good, Qiao Mu and Gong Xinyue were relieved.
"When I was at the pharmaceutical factory, a man and a woman fed me poisonous cakes."
Feng Jiuer's sudden words caused Qiao Mu, who was holding the spoon, and Gong Xinyue, who was holding the chopsticks, to stop immediately.
The two of them turned their heads and looked at the woman in the middle who was shorter than them.
After Feng Jiuer took a big gulp of the bird's nest, she raised her eyes and met the eyes of the two of them.
"That little bit of poison had no effect on me, so I just took it. If it really cost me my life, do you think they are my opponents?"
Feng Jiuer didn't want the two of them to worry, so she continued to explain: "What's more, Mao Linye also gave me the antidote, so I'm really fine."
"What Mao Linye means is that it was not his idea to poison me."
"Whether it is or not, I ate it even though I knew it was poisonous, so he will be less suspicious of me."
"It's just a little less, we still have to be vigilant at all times."
"Are you really okay?"
Gong Xinyue was still a little worried, her brows furrowed.
Qiao Mu went even further, grabbing Feng Jiu'er's hand and placing his long fingers on her veins.
Feng Jiuer didn't move, letting Qiao Mu explore enough.
After a while, Qiao Mu let go of Feng Jiuer's hand.
Gong Xinyue locked his eyes on Qiao Mu and asked in a low voice: "How is it?"
"It should be fine."
Qiao Mu said a word and took a big sip of bird's nest.
Gong Xinyue breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay."
She thought of something, raised her eyes and looked outside, took out a piece of paper from her waist and sent it to Feng Jiu'er.
"Jiu'er, someone gave this to me when I first came here."
Feng Jiuer frowned, immediately put down the spoon and took the paper.
She looked at the paper for a while, put the paper in her palm, exerted a slight force, and when she let go, the paper had turned into ashes.
"We are no longer alone."
Feng Jiuer smiled slightly and looked at the two of them.
"who?"
Qiao Mu was puzzled.
Gong Xinyue looked at Feng Jiu'er with an expression similar to Qiao Mu's.
"There are more than three thousand people, I don't know which one you are asking about."
Feng Jiuer continued to lower his head and took a sip of bird's nest.
"Can you finish it all at once?"
Qiao Mu frowned.
"able."
Feng Jiuer raised one hand, and with the other hand, she was still desperately spooning the bird's nest.
"I'm really a little hungry. Wait until I finish drinking. Soon."
Qiao Mu looked at her desperate look, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her back: "Don't worry! Let's eat before we finish."
The poison just now probably consumed some of her energy, and Qiao Mu regretted that she kept urging Feng Jiuer.
Gong Xinyue remained silent and ate two pieces of cake.
No matter what you do, filling your stomach is ahead of time.
Feng Jiuer drank a cup of bird's nest, wiped her mouth, and closed her eyes.
She slowly opened her eyes after making sure that their conversation would not be spied on.
"When I was at the pharmaceutical factory just now, I heard that one of their pharmaceutical factories was burned down. It was a place called Songjiacun."
"It seems that the pharmaceutical factory over there is very important. Maybe it produces the kind of dark medicine that cannot be seen in the light."
"Mao Linye also said that the remaining medicine will be sent to a place called Chiling Temple. Maybe that is another secret production place."
"Then what do you mean by the three thousand people?"
Gong Xinyue asked.
"Don't you know the person who gave you the note just now?"
Feng Jiuer looked at her and raised her crescent eyebrows.
Gong Xinyue frowned and shook his head: "We passed by him and he suddenly handed it to me, and I didn't look back."
In this situation, there is no turning back. If you turn around, you will be exposed easily.
"It's Long Shiyi, he's here."
Feng Jiuer said with a smile.
She thought of something and shook her head, but she smiled even more happily.
"Uncle Nine Emperors actually did such a thing without telling me."
"He..." When Feng Jiuer raised her eyes to look at Qiao Mu, she found that Qiao Mu was staring at her.
She made a "puff" sound and patted her shoulder.
"Young man, don't be so anxious!"
"Xiangcheng sent three thousand reinforcements, but they were replaced by Uncle Nine Emperors, so three thousand of us have successfully entered."
"The pharmaceutical factory in Songjia Village was also burned down by Uncle Nine Emperors."
"However, this was not something planned. Uncle Nine Emperors did this just to disturb Mao Linye's sight and make it easier for us to do things."
"Maybe he didn't expect that they burned down such an important pharmaceutical factory."
Feng Jiuer finished her words in one breath. She knew that if she still hesitated, Qiao Mu might not be able to hold back and take action.
She looked at Qiao Mu and then at Gong Xinyue. A pair of fan-like eyelashes were flapping constantly.
"Is there anything else you don't understand?"
Soon, she asked again.
"Now, what are your plans?"
Qiao Mu asked lightly and started eating.
Feng Jiuer calmed down, stretched out two fingers, one on the left and the other on the right, and made a hook.
Qiao Mu and Gong Xinyue walked to the middle together and leaned a little closer... At night, a tall and slender figure climbed out of the most remote window of the private room on the second floor and disappeared into the night.
Almost at the same time, a fire broke out in the only mountain in Fenggang Town, which was not a very high mountain.
Chiling Temple is located halfway up this mountain.
When Mao Linye received the news, he was still in the brothel and had just fallen asleep.
"Master, what should we do now?"
The man kneeling on the ground raised his eyes slightly.
Mao Linye touched his furrowed eyebrows and said coldly: "Have you asked someone to call me that cheap brother?"
Fenggang Town has been prosperous for so many years. If Mao Zhongcai had not been allowed to come in, this kind of thing would not have happened.
"I've already sent someone to go..." "It's not good! It's not good!"
Before the kneeling man finished speaking, another man hurriedly ran in.
"That's not good, boss."
The man who came in also made a "pop" sound and knelt down.
"Boss, City Lord, City Lord, he is dead. He died on his own bed. His throat was sealed with a sword, and his blood is still... flowing."
Mao Linye stood up quickly and strode out.
As he passed the stairs, he frowned and stopped.
The man who caught up almost hit his back.
"Old boss, what's wrong?"
"Seal the surrounding area and don't let anyone leave!"
Mao Linye left a word and stepped down the stairs.
"yes."
The man nodded and turned around to give instructions to the people behind him.
On the second floor, the door to the private room where Feng Jiuer was located was pushed open by someone from outside.
The gatekeeper didn't know what was going on. He opened the door and immediately turned around and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?"
"What's wrong tonight?"
Mao Linye asked coldly.
"No."
After the man shook his head, he nodded again quickly, "Boss, you..." Mao Linye frowned, stopped, turned back and stared at the man guarding the door: "Say!"
The man was startled and suddenly knelt down.
"It's mom, mom is here, and sister Minmin, sister Minmin is here too."
