Chapter 1216 Golden Cage (49)

She looked towards the bed. She saw that the young master's clothes were in a mess, and his lips were swollen as if he had been ravaged by flesh. Her mind immediately went blank and she stammered, "No... there is no antidote."

It turned out that this person was actually Long Yang's best friend, so he had no choice but to let her explain to this young master.

A dagger appeared in Wen Renzhen's hand at some point, and he put it against the woman's white neck. He said in an inaudible tone, "I'll say it again, hand over the antidote."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and under the high bridge of his nose were sharp thin lips. His eyes were light, but it made people feel a chill behind him.

Cold sweat broke out on the woman's forehead. She nodded immediately and said, "Okay, I'll give you the antidote, but don't kill me."

Wen Renren's dagger never moved an inch, but instead grabbed her collar.

The woman was afraid that the knife would pierce her fragile neck, so she rummaged through the cabinets tremblingly, then took out a piece of porcelain and handed it over, "Sir, this is the antidote. Don't kill me."

Wen Renzhen did not take it immediately, but looked at her with his eyes, "If you lie to me, I have many ways to make your life worse than death."

The woman secretly complained in her heart. She originally wanted to have sex with the handsome young man in white, but she didn't know that she had to offend such a plague god, which really made people want to cry. Shaking his fingers, he said in a trembling voice, "Sir, my life is in your hands, how can you dare to lie to others?"

Only then did Wen Renzhen look away, took the porcelain bottle from her hand, and then let go.

He turned around and walked towards the bed, lifted up the limp Ninth Sister, looked at the flush on her face, as if she had been burned, and looked away.

He poured out a pill from the porcelain bottle, and then pinched the other person's chin, a faint pink glowing from the red lips.

Wen Renzhen felt that his breathing was a little suffocated. He stared at the tip of his tongue, and his Adam's apple rolled imperceptibly.

The woman standing not far away clicked her tongue inwardly and rolled her eyes inelegantly. Her look was as if she could swallow the young master up. But she was really curious as to why this man stopped at the last step.

As if aware of her gaze, Wen Renyun quickly put the medicine into the girl's mouth, then let her swallow it, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

With the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, he was naturally not a gentleman who could sit still in his arms. While he was suffering in his heart, he still reluctantly refused to let go of this embrace.

The woman couldn't stand it and said, "Hey, this is the slave's boudoir, don't be too..."

The rest of the words were all swallowed in the eyes that came over.

Wen Renzhen originally planned to take Ninth Sister back to the palace, but when he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door, he paused slightly, then let go and stood up.

His dark eyes looked straight at the woman, and he said in a deep voice, "You haven't seen me."

The woman nodded tremblingly.

Then I saw this handsome man in black jump down from the window and disappeared.

Qingyan searched from room to room, and when she opened the door, she finally saw the princess.

She was so angry that she glared at the woman, then ran over and shook her, "Master, Master."

"What did you do to the young master? Do you know who she is? I will ask someone to chop off your head later."

Qing Yan was so angry that she was shaking all over, especially when she saw the messy appearance of the princess's clothes.

The woman felt wronged and said aggrievedly, "He fainted before I could do anything."