Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

At this moment, Zhu Baishao stood up and said softly, "It's raining."

They stood under the eaves, and a dripping sound came from the courtyard. The sound of raindrops hitting the eaves and flowers was clear and pleasant.

Listening to the sound of rain, Wen Yan looked at the girl's profile, and suddenly a feeling of calmness, peace and joy filled his heart.

How great it would be if she was really Lin Qingxu...

Zhu Baishao saw a red arrow suddenly appear in the corner of his vision, and his heart moved.

She turned around and said to Wen Yan, "By the way, Brother Yan just said that you want to see me dance? Then Qingxu will show off my skills... However, there is no music here, so dancing alone is bound to be a bit boring. I would like to ask Brother Yan to compose some music for me..."

According to the information Chunniang gave, Lin Qingxu was blind later in life and could dance a few simple dances, so Zhu Baishao was not worried about being exposed.

As for why Wen Yan was asked to compose the music?

Of course, it was to attract Xiao Huanzhi's attention.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, responded, turned around and asked someone to fetch a bamboo flute, put it to his lips and blew softly, and a melodious melody sounded.

The woman seemed to be dancing for her fiancé. She was a little shy. She took a deep breath first, then raised her arm slightly and made a starting gesture. Her slender waist was less than a hand's width and her dancing was graceful.

Wen Yan admired the dance in front of him and sighed softly in his heart, "You are a beautiful woman, why are you a thief?"

The excitement is real, but the caution is also real.

On top of a tall attic in the palace, Xiao Huanzhi walked to the window, looking at the rain scene, looking at the imperial city shrouded in mist, feeling the cool breeze, and he thought of the woman in black robe.

I don’t know if I am watching the same rain as him.

Suddenly, a pleasant flute sound came from the wind. Xiao Huanzhi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards the small courtyard where Wen Yan lived.

Through the thin layer of rain, he couldn't see her true appearance, he could only vaguely see the girl in white dancing under the eaves.

The clouds are light and the moon is flowing, clear and graceful.

With such a beauty, no wonder Brother Wen is about to get married...

……

When night fell and the lights were turned on, the rain had stopped long ago.

Zhu Baishao went out again in a black robe, but this time he did not enter the palace, but headed towards the prime minister's residence.

The Prime Minister's Mansion covers a large area. Red lanterns hang high above the red-painted gate, making the two stone lions look majestic and solemn.

At the door, two gatekeepers and servants were leaning against the wall and talking in low voices.

Zhu Baishao narrowed his eyes, dodged into the alley next to him, and climbed over the wall from the side.

Hiding her figure all the way, she groped her way to a flower pavilion and carefully looked inside.

The flower pavilion was brightly lit. Several middle-aged men in colorful silk clothes were sitting around, each of them holding or hugging a heavily made-up woman with rosy cheeks. While drinking and laughing, they put their big hands into the women's lapels, causing them to gasp.

There were also two women wearing only tube tops and a layer of veil, holding wine jugs and swaying their waists as they poured wine for them.

The man sitting in the first seat with gray hair and a wealthy face was Prime Minister Dachang. He was holding a glass of wine and sipping it, looking at everyone with his eyes flickering slightly.

Zhu Baishao frowned, then turned and left.

Since the prime minister and others are enjoying themselves here, don't blame her for visiting the study at night.

There was no light in the prime minister's study, so Zhu Baishao had to take out the tinderbox she carried with her, light a copper lamp, and then search around the desk and bookshelf for a lamp.

The light is as dim as a bean, but it is clear enough to see.

She searched for a while but found nothing.

Zhu Baishao remembered the dark rooms in study rooms in TV dramas, and began to touch the jade carvings and the ornaments. Finally, the system couldn't bear it anymore and pointed her to the place directly.

A painting.

Zhu Baishao went over and opened it, revealing a secret door behind it.

With a push of the hand, the secret door opened, and a faint fragrance wafted out.

She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. So simple?

Thinking this, she held up the lamp and stepped in carefully. Unexpectedly, as soon as she put her foot down, a lot of powder suddenly sprayed out from the wall. The fragrance became more pungent, which startled Zhu Baishao and made her step back quickly.

She waved her hands in front of her, smelling the strange, sticky fragrance. Her mind was a little confused, and she had a bad feeling in her heart, "System, what is this?"

[Host, after system testing, it is an aphrodisiac.] The system's voice was a little weird.

Zhu Baishao was speechless. Who would put aphrodisiac in the mechanism at the door of the dark room? !

I’m afraid he has a serious illness!

The system sounded even stranger. [I just checked and found that this dark room is full of torture instruments... This is probably the Prime Minister's private place of pleasure...]

I wish Bai Shao to be silent.

Why didn't you detect it earlier? The system must have done it on purpose...

[Host, hurry up and go to the palace to find the son of luck before the drug takes effect! Capture him in one fell swoop!] The system's voice was filled with excitement.

Although Zhu Baishao dodged quickly, he still breathed in some air, but through the mask, not much.

She quickly restored the darkroom to its original state, put the painting away, and put the copper lamp back in place, then slipped out and ran straight to the wall.

I don’t know what kind of aphrodisiac the Prime Minister put there. Before Zhu Baishao even returned to his residence, he felt his vision was a little blurry.

After biting the tip of her tongue, Zhu Baishao's eyes became clear for a while. Thinking of Xiao Huanzhi, she turned a corner and climbed into the garden of the palace.

I didn't want to use this trick, but there is no other way.

The "thump" sound of the body landing was extremely loud, and it immediately attracted the palace guards. However, after seeing the familiar black robe, they dispersed.

Only one of them noticed that something was wrong with Zhu Baishao. After hesitating for a moment, he ran to report to Xiao Huanzhi.

After a long time, Zhu Baishao stood up in a daze, holding on to the wall. He opened his eyes and looked around. He seemed to find that he had gone to the wrong place, so he tried to climb over the wall again. However, his whole body was sore and he had no strength to move.

Xiao Huanzhi walked over slowly and saw her struggling with a wall and unable to climb up.

The guards who led the way had already slipped away quietly.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Huanzhi stood beside Zhu Baishao and watched her raise her hands to climb the wall.

The wide black robe slid down the white arms, and the fingers touched the white wall. The bright red nail polish and the white plum blossoms on it made it look even more vivid.

Zhu Baishao, however, replied in a self-contained tone, "I'll go back to my residence."

It’s a pity that her voice now sounded almost like a whisper, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Xiao Huanzhi frowned slightly and took another step forward, wanting to hear clearly what she was saying.

Just when Zhu Baishao was halfway up, his arms lost strength and he fell backwards.

Xiao Huanzhi stretched out a hand to support her back, allowing her to stand firmly so that she would not fall into his arms or the ground. He couldn't help but frown slightly, as she clearly looked unconscious.

He wanted to withdraw his hand but Zhu Baishao turned around and caught it. She seemed to feel that his hand was warm and cool, so she wanted to put it on her face. Xiao Huanzhi suddenly pulled his hand back.

Is this an aphrodisiac?

"Someone, take her..."