The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

"Stop it." The second master said this inexplicably, and it was unclear whether he was talking to Hu Luanfei or persuading himself.

Hu Luanfei looked around. The sky and the earth were covered with snow, and there were only her and the Second Master.

"I will take them away from Beiqiu. I hope the princess will show mercy." The second master said, bending his knees and kneeling down. "Even if they don't die, they will be disabled. Please forgive them and let them go."

"I didn't do anything. Shouldn't you go and ask those villagers for help?"

The second master said: "The people chasing us now are those around you."

Hu Luanfei was briefly stunned. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that." Then, he said coldly, "I advised you not to do bad things before, and the villagers agreed that you could continue to live in Boyang Village. I thought the matter had come to an end, but your niece's granddaughter was wild and unruly, and once again dragged the villagers and us into disaster. It's normal for us to be angry and kill her in return."

The second master smoked a cigarette and didn't speak for a long time.

After Hu Luanfei shoveled out a path, he put away the shovel, brushed off the snow on his body, stomped his stiff and cold feet, and prepared to push the door open to enter the house.

The second master said for no apparent reason: "Since you want to kill us all, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The movement of pushing the door paused for a moment, and Hu Luanfei turned to look at him, "What do you mean?"

The second master snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and left.

Watching him staggering and gradually disappearing in the snowy forest, Hu Luanfei felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Without thinking too much, I went into the house and started a fire, planning to go to Zuihualou after dinner.

Hu Luanfei stopped adding firewood to the stove and hesitated as he thought of what the second master had just said.

Could it be that he is going to take action against Zuihualou?

If that was true, the goods that were rushed out due to the two-day stagnation of business would not be delivered, and Zuihualou’s reputation would be damaged. I’m afraid no one would be willing to cooperate with them if they wanted to take other orders in the future. It’s more likely that they would be labeled as dishonest, and it would be difficult to survive in Beiqiu, and finally declare bankruptcy…

Wouldn't that mean all the efforts would be in vain?

She was no longer in the mood to cook, so she put the last batch of facial cleanser into the carriage and drove to Beiqiu immediately.

In Baishan Hall, Qi Si Liaoyuan and Xuanyuan Yuqing were drinking tea, and as they drank, they became more worried and drank wine. After a few glasses of strong liquor, they became a little dazed, but they were still holding on, not daring to fall down, thinking that it was not their own territory.

Xuanyuan Yuqing was kind enough to arrange for him to rest in the next room, and lit an incense burner for him, fearing that he would not sleep well.

He had just fallen asleep when Hu Luanfei arrived at Baishan Hall.

When Xuanyuan Yuqing came over, he looked gossipy and asked her with a smile, "Are you having a quarrel with the head of the family again?"

Hu Luanfei rolled his eyes imperceptibly and said, "All the goods have been delivered, let's settle the bill quickly."

Xuanyuan Yuqing was not in a hurry this time. He looked towards the east wing and said jokingly, "Not long ago, a man came to my place to look for you."

"Let him go." Hu Luanfei stared at the shopkeeper's abacus, fearing that he might make a mistake, and had no intention of listening to Xuanyuan Yuqing's nonsense.

"It's in the east wing. Go up and take a look. It might be someone you know."

If possible, then the man Xuanyuan Yuqing wanted to see was not Qi Siliao?

Hu Luanfei looked back in surprise: "What does she look like?"

But she asked too late, Xuanyuan Yuqing had already left quietly.

Before leaving, he did not forget to leave the key to the east wing on the table.

Hu Luanfei was confused and didn't want to leave without knowing the reason.

In the distance, thick snow fell layer by layer.

The bright light in the half-open window gradually faded.

The snow outside the window melted, leaving mottled roofs of the houses. The sky was getting dark, and it seemed to be the transition between dawn and dusk.

The afternoons in winter are extremely cold.

She didn't know if it was because the fire in the room was burning too brightly or because she had been irritable and angry for the past two days, but she felt dry mouth and a thin layer of sweat soaked her temples as she sat in front of the lotus screen.

She had never felt so bad before.

It felt like being in the Flaming Mountain, my whole body was burning hot from the outside to the inside, and even the breath I exhaled was hot.

Hu Luanfei involuntarily opened his collar and poured himself a cup of tea. When he drank it, he realized that the cup was filled with wine.

The wine was icy cold, like pouring a bucket of ice into the Flaming Mountain, which relieved the heat from her lips for a moment.

The incense burner in the room was emitting curls of smoke, which lingered around her like a gossamer thread. It was faintly sweet like ripe fruit, making her feel even more unbearable the heat wave around her body.

Hu Luanfei breathed rapidly and overturned the incense burner tremblingly.

A dull sound.

The incense burner went out.

But the heat all over the body did not fade at all, but instead became more and more intense.

She seemed to have been drained of all her strength. Her legs began to feel sore and weak, and gradually became uncontrollable.

Hu Luanfei took another sip of wine and walked to the door with all her might. She vaguely remembered that the door was open when she came in...

How come this time, it was closed tightly and she couldn't open it.

The steam from the fire in the house made her dizzy, as if she could not break through the Flaming Mountain and was about to die.

Hu Luanfei couldn't help it finally and planned to hide in the space.

But she stumbled, and fell on the lotus screen, toward the ground.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not get up.

Hu Luanfei slowly propped himself up with his hands on the edge of the bed in front of him, but fell on something that felt thick but somewhat soft.

She lay there powerlessly, her whole body burning as if on fire, and even her thoughts gradually became fuzzy.

Just when she thought she was about to die, she was suddenly kicked away.

That's right, it's a side kick.

She fell back onto the lotus screen, feeling no pain.

The man who was resting in the east wing was eventually woken up by her.

Hu Luanfei turned his head, his vision blurred.

Suddenly, a surprised voice came into my ears, "Luan Fei, why are you here?"

The voice was as familiar as the voice of someone I met in a dream at midnight.

He picked her up, his brows sharp, with an innate arrogance and dignity.

Like an angry bear, he threw her heavily onto the bed.

Hu Luanfei's red lips trembled slightly, and her bright eyes were full of water. The remaining rationality was gradually covered by male hormones, and the passion burned vigorously, and the light in front of her eyes suddenly dimmed.

The man leaned down and checked her body. He unbuttoned her clothes with his slender, cold fingers. Her body, which was originally covered with scars, was now as delicate as a lotus flower emerging from water.

Her unusually heavy breathing aroused his suspicion. Before he could take the next step, she pulled out the hairpin on her head and stabbed her neck with it.

"What are you doing!" Qi Siliao dodged the hairpin and quickly controlled her hands.

"Poisoned... please spare me." Hu Luanfei raised his eyes and met those sharp eyes that could penetrate a person's soul.

He glared at her, his deep voice was as cold as ice, "You don't even know this king?"

Hu Luanfei looked at him dreamily, her cheeks flushed, her thin lips slightly parted, and the voice that came out from between her lips and teeth was so soft that it made people restless.

Obviously, she had been poisoned by the most despicable and disgusting aphrodisiac.

Qi Siliao's hands suddenly gained some strength, and his sharp eyes became even more sinister.

"Who poisoned me?" He thought of the moment when Xuanyuan Yuqing changed tea to wine. Could it be that he did it on purpose...