The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Wen Qingcheng was exploring the inner room, taking out the tranquilizer guns she had stockpiled in her previous life from the space. When she heard someone coming outside, she quickly hid behind the door of the inner room. Through the crack in the door, she saw a young man in his twenties walking in. He had a tall and sturdy figure, deep and distinct facial features, a pair of black eyes like deep pools that showed no emotion, a purple gold crown on his head, and a blue and white brocade robe with wide sleeves. He gave off an aura of nobility that looked down on the world.

The man looked around the outer hall and walked into the inner room. Wen Qingcheng tightened the tranquilizer gun in her hand, and the moment the man pushed the door in, Wen Qingcheng fired the tranquilizer gun in her hand. The man's eyes were cold, and he turned his head towards Wen Qingcheng, with a chilling murderous aura in his eyes.

Wen Qingcheng was about to give him another shot, but the next second, the man fell to the ground.

Wen Qingcheng recalled that she was knocked unconscious by his men just now. She was so angry when she was brought here. She had been so wise all her life, but she ended up in a ditch. Now she had the chance to torture him.

Wen Qingcheng silently gathered her energy and dragged him to the inner hall, put him on the wide couch, took out the box of chains she had just found in the outer hall and locked his hands and feet to the bed in a "big" shape. She also found a large piece of cloth and stuffed his mouth full.

The man woke up quickly, feeling as if he had not slept enough. When he was about to raise his hands, he found that his hands and feet were locked and his mouth was stuffed with cloth. A cold murderous intent instantly flashed in the man's eyes.

Wen Qingcheng heard that the man had woken up and came over. The young man was relieved when he saw the beautiful and lively girl in front of him, and his eyes, which were originally full of murderous intent, returned to normal. He thought: This little girl is quite vindictive, she is quite capable.

This young man is none other than the current Crown Prince Mo Lianche. He originally wanted to invite Wen Qingcheng to the lakeside cottage for a chat, but he was knocked unconscious by the Crown Prince's men and sent here. After Wen Qingcheng woke up, she saw those things that made her fantasize, and she preconceivedly thought that she had met a pervert. Wen Qingcheng had all her memories of Mo Lianche erased by the Crown Prince's advisers in that shabby cottage. For Wen Qingcheng, Mo Lianche was just a stranger and a perverted maniac when they met this time.

Wen Qingcheng saw Mo Lianche, whose mouth was stuffed with cloth, whimpering as if he was about to say something. She walked to the bed and chuckled mockingly, "You want me to take the cloth off you? Do you think I'm stupid? I'll take the cloth off for you and ask you to call your people over?"

"Hmph, you lunatic, you look like a decent human being, but I didn't expect you to be a scumbag. You're unlucky to run into me. You kidnapped me to such a secret place. There are chains, whips, and candles in the room. Boy, you're having fun." Wen Qingcheng said as she whipped Mo Lianche in the face with a horsewhip.

Mo Lianche glared at Wen Qingcheng, thinking: What is this stinky girl's head full of! She looks like a very pure little girl.

Seeing that he was not convinced, Wen Qingcheng put on a fierce expression, "You dare to stare at me! Believe it or not, I will dig your eyes out. Let me tell you, I am not that kind of weak girl. I have plenty of strength and means."

Wen Qingcheng looked around, took out a teacup from the table, and took out the small porcelain bottle she had just picked up from the side, and poured it into the cup in front of Mo Lianche.

Mo Lianche rolled his eyes. This girl must have some obsession with drugging him, and she drugged him right in front of him.

Wen Qingcheng picked up the teacup on the table, took out a silver needle from her sleeve pocket and stabbed it into Mo Lianche's neck. Then she pulled out the cloth stuffed in Mo Lianche's mouth. Mo Lianche was about to speak when he found his voice was hoarse and it was very difficult for him to make a sound.

"Don't worry, I just sealed your mute point because I'm afraid you'd yell or scream. Once the silver needle is taken out, your voice will recover." Wen Qingcheng said, pinching Mo Jinghong's jaw and pouring him a cup of tea. "Don't waste it, dear, this is a good thing."

"What...did you give me to drink?" Mo Lianche asked with difficulty.

"Don't you know what you prepared for me?" Wen Qingcheng smiled harmlessly. She smelled the fragrant scent of the powder. It was either an aphrodisiac or a rice medicine, but it couldn't be a poison and it wouldn't kill people.

I originally wanted to see his expression of begging for mercy, but unexpectedly, Mo Lianche smiled, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth with difficulty: "I am really becoming more and more interested in you."

Wen Qingcheng's face suddenly turned cold, and she leaned over and whispered, "Don't be interested in me. I'm a dangerous person. Don't look for me again. Generally, people who provoke me will be in trouble. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Mo Lianche drank the tea with the drug, and felt his blood boiling and his face flushed. Wen Qingcheng saw that the drug was taking effect on him, and threatened him: "Tell your men to prepare a boat and let me go, and I will save you." After that, Wen Qingcheng did not forget to add: "Don't play tricks, you don't want your men to see you like this."

"I've never seen a girl as cunning as you. How can you use such despicable tricks on me?" Mo Lianche whispered in a smooth and low tone.

Wen Qingcheng was shocked. She looked at the silver needle on his neck, which was still on the acupuncture point. How could he speak normally? Then, Mo Lianche clenched his fist, exerted force on his wrist, and the iron chain around his wrist opened. He struggled hard with his legs and feet, and the chain on his feet also broke. So Wen Qingcheng thought she had won the game, but he was actually watching her performance quietly, like he was looking at a fool? !

This man's scheming and fighting skills were superior to Wen Qingcheng. Wen Qingcheng saw that the situation was not good and hurried to run. Unexpectedly, Mo Lianche grabbed her wrist, pulled her in front of him, turned over and pressed her under him.

"Ah - bastard, you dare to touch me, you are dead!" Wen Qingcheng screamed.

The guard outside said at the door: "Sir, do you need me to come in?"

Mo Lianche snorted and said, "No need, I can handle it alone."

The guard at the door hesitated for a few seconds, "...Then, I won't disturb you from doing your business."

Mo Lianche saw Wen Qingcheng's eyes wide open and chuckled, "Are you curious about why I can still speak even though my acupoints are sealed?" Without waiting for Wen Qingcheng to reply, Mo Lianche continued, "You probably haven't heard of a kind of kung fu called moving meridians and changing acupoints."

"Let me go!" Wen Qingcheng glared at Mo Lianche and silently gathered her energy, trying to push him away. However, she used all her strength, but the nearly 1.9-meter-tall man on her was like a mountain, pressing her down tightly and not moving at all.

Mo Lianche pulled at his collar with a hot body. His master had given him various small doses of poison since he was a child, and his body had long been immune to all poisons. His willpower was incomparable to that of ordinary people. Even if he was poisoned, he could still stay clear-headed. He only needed to exercise his Qi and regulate his breathing to expel the drug from his body. However, facing the soft and agile beauty under him, some part of his body still reacted.

"What? Are you scared now? Did you play with the eagle and get pecked in the eye by the eagle?" Mo Lianche's voice was low and mellow. His heavy breathing sprayed on Wen Qingcheng's ears. "Now, you have to pay the price for what you did..."