The general's wife is too naughty, she starts to flirt with him

The guard named by Song Qingci looked confused.

But his hand subconsciously reached into his arms and took out the half of the dry biscuit he had left behind.

He was feeling a little unwell today, and felt a bit choked after eating only dry biscuits. He just stuffed the remaining half of the biscuit into his arms.

But, how was this discovered?

Song Qingci took the dry biscuit, put it under his nose and smelled it carefully.

It is confirmed to be a knockout drug.

But it is still a relatively low-grade knockout drug with a strong smell.

Although there is no shortage of food nowadays, we cannot squander it recklessly.

In addition, due to bad weather, it is normal for food to have some other tastes sometimes.

That's why no one paid attention.

However, Song Qingci's nose is more sensitive than others, and she is very sensitive to the smell of this knockout drug.

Just now she faintly smelled a scent.

I was thinking of asking about it later, but when I passed by the guard, the smell suddenly became stronger.

Only then did I stop immediately to figure out the situation.

After Yuzhuer returned, she was always worried.

Although she is not a good person, she has never done anything bad.

The only thing she wanted was to find an opportunity to turn things around. She didn't dare to dream of becoming a mistress, and being a concubine was already her biggest wish.

However, although I finally got this opportunity, I still had to finish what my wife asked me to do first.

I used to be full of ambition, but now I always feel a sense of fear.

The person next to her poked her arm and said, "What's wrong with you? You look distracted. You've been washing this bowl for a long time. Are you going to wash it until it breaks?"

"Oh, I'm just tired. I didn't sleep well last night."

Yuzhuer quickly found an excuse to get away with it.

His hands started moving again. Never mind. I've already done it. It's pointless to thank him now.

Let's wait for news from the lady.

Mrs. Tong calculated the time and felt that it was almost time, so she called her servants and planned to go to the Main Hall to look for someone.

Unexpectedly, she successfully led her men into the main hall, but the next second, all the guards who were half lying by the door stood up.

He reached out and drew his knife, blocking the door tightly.

If you look closely at their faces, they don't look like they're bewildered at all.

Everyone is extremely energetic.

The monks who were originally crowded together were now all standing on the periphery.

Song Qingci sat leisurely on the cushion next to the Buddha statue in the middle of the hall, looking at Madam Tong with a smile on his face.

"hello!"

Song Qingci waved hello.

But Mrs. Tong suddenly felt her blood flowing backwards.

If the maid behind her hadn't forcibly supported her, she would have almost fallen to the ground.

"You... why are you here?"

Mrs. Tong asked stutteringly.

She probably didn't even realize she was speaking so softly.

If it wasn't quiet enough, I probably wouldn't be able to hear what she said.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this?" Song Qingci wasn't used to looking up when talking to people, so he stood up from his futon. "What is Madam Tong doing here with so many people?"

Although there is no clear rule that people are not allowed to come to the Main Hall.

But now, everyone in Hanyin Temple basically has their own things to do.

Even a family like Mrs. Tong's has to contribute manpower.

Although they can order their servants to help, they don't often go out to hang out.

I’m afraid that I’ll be forced to work if I’m not careful.

It is really hard to justify Mrs. Tong’s current behavior.