Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Our imperial city has been really happy recently... Maybe we can have another palace banquet, hehe!"

"I heard that in order to gather blessings for the new princess, the emperor wants to amnesty the world, Fuze Wanmin! Ah, so I am looking forward to the day of canonization..."

The people talked enthusiastically and couldn't help themselves.

As everyone knows, just in the corner of the alley not far from the discussion circle, Spy A was lying on the wall, listening to these discussions while sneering sneerly.

A group of fools.

Be happy, just be happy.

Tomorrow, he will make everyone in this city unable to laugh!

Weep well for his dead brother!

Thinking about it, Spy A took a vicious sip and drew away.

In the dead of night.

A very light and thin black shadow swam to the vicinity of the largest water well in the imperial city.

After a few shots of the barbarians blew arrows and quickly knocked down the soldiers guarding the well, the dark figure kicked a few times and jumped onto the manhole cover.

After that, he took out a bag of white, odorless powder, smiled, and poured it carefully into the gap in the manhole cover.

When a bag was empty, he laughed a few times, and his figure flashed.

Disappeared in the night.

...

As everyone knows, it was not long after he left.

Three figures of different heights walked slowly from the other side of the water well.

"Well……"

The strong old man with his hands behind his back, walked to the gap where the black shadow was falling into powder, stretched out his finger, and wiped a hand on the manhole cover.

Looking at the white powder remaining on his fingertips, he smiled secretly and tasted it.

There was a clear look in the bottom of his eyes, "Sure enough, it's you,'Night'."

"...Brother Yan Heng, what is Nightmare?"

Xiang Xing, who was following the old man, was stunned by hearing, he couldn't help but tightly hold the sturdy arm in his arms, raised his curious and knowledgeable eyes, and looked at her man brightly.

But seeing the man under the white and jade moonlight, smiled lightly.

He bowed his head slightly, and explained in a solemn voice: "The so-called'Night' is a very powerful hallucinogenic poison."

"Once a person takes any food mixed with this poison, it will be like food poisoning, with abdominal pain and vomiting."

"Furthermore, after a period of time after the onset of the poison, I will have nightmare symptoms at night, dreaming of what I fear most."

Yan Heng said, his eyes darkened, "Not only that, if you don't take the corresponding antidote within ten days of the onset of nightmare symptoms, the toxicity will change, and the poisoned person will be covered with abscesses and finally ulcerated. To death."

"...This is terrible too!"

After listening to the man's account, the little guy was shocked, and he couldn't help shaking, and tightened his arms.

but……

For some reason, she always felt that the pre-symptoms of this "Nightmare" seemed a bit familiar...

Thinking about it, Xiang Xing twisted his brows and couldn't help but smashed his little finger to himself.

Food poisoning, abdominal pain and vomiting.

Dreaming about what I fear most...

Thinking of this, the little guy trembled, and the apricot pupils shrank sharply.

"I was in the camp at the beginning, could it be this ‘Night’..."

Before she finished her words, she suddenly felt that the man beside her suddenly pulled out his arm.

Instead, he hugged her tightly and rubbed her into his arms vigorously.

"I'm sorry, Xing'er,"

His ears were trembling and hoarse with fear, "In the beginning, I blamed my negligence..."

"Well……"

Listening to Yan Heng's words of enduring anger, Xiang Xing murmured, and couldn't help but hug him back distressedly.

The little hand patted his back lightly, smiled softly and comforted, "I am not all right now."