When he woke up again, Feng Weihuan was already in a room.
She touched the sore back of her neck and saw a double image in front of her eyes. She felt dizzy and felt nausea in her throat. She couldn't help but retched, but her stomach was so empty that she couldn't even spit out the acidic water.
"Princess, are you okay?"
A familiar voice came to her ears. Feng Weihuan looked around and saw only a blur of moon-white color. After a while, she focused her eyes and recognized Nan Ming.
"Where is this?" The room was dark. She looked around, tried hard to suppress her nausea, and asked in a low voice: "Are we being kidnapped?"
Nan Ming smiled bitterly: "It should be so. I was about to catch up with the child just now, but I was attacked by someone. When I woke up, he was already here."
After a slight pause, he added: "I have looked at the door and the window. They are locked from the outside and cannot get out."
Feng Weihuan quickly looked around and felt that the whole thing was weird.
The old woman, the lean woman and the child were obviously in a group. The purpose of setting up the trap was to lure her away alone and kidnap her, and Nanming was implicated by her.
"Sorry." She apologized.
"It's not like the princess kidnapped me. I have nothing to be sorry for."
It was rare for Nanming to be able to joke, and Feng Weihuan's tense heartstrings couldn't help but relax.
"Did anyone come just now? Or did Mr. Nan hear anything outside?"
"No, I just woke up not long ago."
"What are you kidnapping me for?" Feng Weihuan frowned. She had been cultivating herself in recent months and had not offended anyone. The Imperial Capital had not heard of any serial kidnapping cases recently.
Forget it, let's escape first.
Her uncle's pistol was snatched away by that kid!
"Master Nan, do you have any self-defense weapons such as daggers on you?" Feng Weihuan turned his head.
"No." Nan Ming shook his head.
Well, ordinary people generally don't carry a knife on their body... Feng Weihuan thinks this question is too much.
She got up from the ground. Maybe she was weak, or maybe she had been sitting for a long time and got up violently. Her vision went dark and she almost fell down again.
Fortunately, a pair of strong arms supported her.
Her heartbeat skipped a beat, and she smiled at Nan Ming: "Thank you." She broke free from his hand without leaving a trace, walked to the door, pulled it, then walked to the window and did the same action.
Nan Ming's hand stopped in the air, and it took a while before he took it back.
Feng Weihuan turned his back to her, restrained himself from looking at him, and tried to focus on the doors and windows.
After studying it carefully, she asked Nan Ming: "Is there any Huozhezi?"
Nan Ming thought for a moment and felt that this thing could be available, so he replied: "Yes."
After lighting it, he carefully handed it to Feng Weihuan.
Feng Weihuan used that light to look at the door and window again, and finally stopped at the window: "Master Nan, please help me."
Nan Ming came over, and she handed the fire fold into his hand: "Take this."
Then she took out the gold hairpin from her hair and pressed somewhere. The gold hairpin was opened, and she pulled out a slender but curved needle from inside.
"This is-" Nan Ming was taken aback.
"An artifact for unlocking." Feng Weihuan motioned for him to bring the fire fold closer and pointed the needle at the lock outside.
Nanming: "..."
His princess is really talented, can she even do this?
You made a mistake, you should have removed all the jewelry from her head.
