Nangong Rui wanted to go back to the palace, but Feng Jin easily refused to agree.

Feng Shang hasn't come back yet!

Nangong Rui's precocious intelligence caught him off guard!

Many things, he felt, he needed to redeploy!But after that night, he felt like his head was getting muddy, and everything he thought of was a mess.

"The slave girl Ditang begged to see the Duke."

Ditang is the servant girl next to the old Duke's wife, An's, and usually rarely comes to Fengjin's courtyard. No one else knows what is going on when she asks to see her, but Fengjin knows it very well.Rubbing his drowsy temples, he winked at Song Xia who was waiting on the side.

Song Xia went out, and not long after, she brought in a woman dressed as a 25-year-old woman in a goose-yellow maidservant's attire.

"Ditang has met the Duke." Ditang bowed his knees and saluted.

Feng Jin waved his hand, "But what's the matter with the old lady?"

"If you go back to the Duke, the old lady will invite the Duke to visit her Suxin Zhai."

As soon as Ditang's words fell, the gloom between Feng Jin's brows deepened a bit.

He raised his head and raised his eyes at Di Tang, who lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. After a moment of pondering, he said softly, "What's the matter?"

But Ditang lowered his eyebrows and didn't say another word.

Song Xia secretly raised his eyes at Ditang.

Feng Jin waited and saw that Ditang would not speak again, so he could only say: "Go and tell mother, I've settled the matter here, so go."

"Yes, Prince."

Ditang bowed his knees and backed away slowly.

About a quarter of an hour later.

Ditang returned to the Yinyue Tower in the northeast corner of the Duke of Jin's mansion.

Yinyue Building is not the main house of the Duke of Jin's mansion, but its location is the best except for the main house of the Duke of Jin's mansion.

On the beauty's couch by the east window in the inner hall, there is an old Mrs. An of the Duke of Jin, who is about 36 or seven years old and has a very delicate complexion, wearing a light green silk shirt.

"Old lady, the Duke will come over as soon as he says he has something in his hands."

Anshi nodded, waved her hand, and signaled the maid who was fanning her to step back.

Ditang consciously stepped forward to take the fan from the servant girl's hand, stood beside An Shi, and started to fan the fan one after another.

Outside the window of Yinyue Tower is a large artificial lake. Willow trees are planted all over the lake, and there are many lotus flowers with a bowl mouth. floral.

An Shi turned over, her eyes that were originally slightly closed slowly opened, and as her eyes brightened, her originally pure and beautiful face was like an epiphyllum that suddenly bloomed, elegant and vulgar, cold and enchanting at the same time!

At this time, if someone looks closely, they will find that An's dark black pupils are actually more like blue-black, and the whites of her eyes are also light blue.

"That kid..."

The fan in Ditang's hand paused, but he didn't answer An's words, and still stood with downcast eyes.

However, An Shi didn't seem to have any intention to say anything further, after her eyes fell quietly on a piece of green lotus dancing with the wind on the lake outside the window, she raised the corners of her lips, her brows and eyes were lightly drawn, and the color in her eyes was completely suppressed.

"Is Lin Shi still awake?"

"Yes."

An Shi stretched out her hand like a jade shoot, and rubbed it back and forth on her forehead, as if talking to Ditang, or talking to herself.

"What should I do? If she is awake, I can torture her and force her to hand over her things, but now she is half dead..."

Di Tang thought of Lin who was unconscious the day she was locked in the darkroom, and couldn't help but frowned, and said softly: "Ma'am, she wasn't injured or poisoned, how could she be unconscious? Could it be Pretend?"

An's raised the corner of her lips, shook her head and said: "It's not pretending, first, she can't pretend for that long. Second, I'll take her pulse myself!"

"That is……"

Anshi shook her head, she couldn't figure it out either.

How can a person enter a state of frequent death when he is not injured or poisoned?

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