Princess he always wanted to murder her husband

After living in Gu Qichuan's place for a few days, Su Jin took advantage of the night and when there were few pedestrians on the street, she left the National Teacher's Mansion with a bamboo hat and a veil, and quietly went to the Auspicious Tea House.

Now it was almost Zishi, and there were no guests in the teahouse. After I sent a letter to my adoptive father during the day, I waited here all night for his arrival.

Went to the familiar wing room on the top floor to meet Feng Mufan. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Feng Mufan who was sitting half-lying on top of the master, who had been casually sitting upright. He stared at Su Jin closely, with interrogation in his eyes. "what happened?"

As soon as Su Jin entered the room, he felt that Su Jin no longer had any internal strength, and he had completely become an ordinary person.

Could it be that Jin'er is practicing some unknown kung fu?But Su Jin's next words made him turn pale with shock.

"As my foster father saw, I became a useless person." Su Jin took off the hat and veil with a wry smile, "The foster father should have seen the arrest warrants plastered all over the streets and alleys in the capital."

"Indeed, I have seen that Jin'er has encountered difficulties recently." Feng Mufan was in a complicated mood.

Su Jin told him the recent events one by one, only to see that his face became more and more ugly.

"Gong Mochen wanted to kill me, but he gave this order to catch me without seeing my dead body. The child has nowhere to go now."

"It's really deceiving!" Feng Mufan was furious after hearing this, "Don't worry, Jin'er, I will avenge you as a father!"

Seeing Feng Mufan who was about to get up, Su Jin hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Su Jin looked at him, his eyes were full of determination, "I only ask my adoptive father to teach me the art of refining poison! I want to avenge myself and kill that dog thief myself!"

Now that his dantian has been crippled, he can't learn martial arts, but he can't be a cripple willingly!

He still wanted to protect his adoptive father and find Zhaosi, how could he be forced to retreat by Gong Mochen! ?

Feng Mufan looked at the hand that was tightly grasping his arm, his brows were slightly wrinkled, his eyes were full of struggles, "Jin'er, do you know that the art of refining poison is extremely dangerous, one mistake may risk your life ?”

"...I know." Su Jin lowered her head, but still did not let go.

He once watched with his own eyes a poison master being swallowed back by the poison he made, and his death was extremely terrifying, but so what, he would rather be a dead person than a disabled person!

Feng Mufan was heartbroken, "You still have a adoptive father behind you, who can protect you for the rest of your life! There is no need to risk yourself, since you want to kill Gong Mochen yourself, then wait for the adoptive father for a while. Father will be able to tie that Gong Mochen here and let you vent your anger!"

With his current ability, he can do it, but the cost is huge, but as long as Su Jin does not have social insurance, he is willing to bear the consequences.

Su Jin shook his head, "It has a different meaning, foster father doesn't have to worry about me, Jin'er has his own measure."

What he wanted was not only to let Gong Mochen die, he also wanted to see him humble to the bone, and he also wanted to see him alone and helpless, ending his life alone in panic!

He wants to repeat everything he has experienced on Gong Mochen's body!

He wants to stand on the peak again and overlook all living beings!

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Feng Mufan had no choice but to nod in distress, and took the thin man into his arms. He stroked Su Jin's black hair, his eyes were red, "Father, take you home... ..."

In the end, he failed to protect him...

The two of them set off early in the morning of the second day. Feng Mufan left the capital safely with the help of the people he had placed in the capital. calmed down.

Wait for me for another two years, two years later, I will definitely take back everything I once had!

He clenched his fists and swore secretly. Feng Mufan sat beside him, looking at him distressedly, the two of them remained silent all the way.

Arrived at Manqing Pavilion in the evening.

No one would have imagined that the headquarters of Manqing Pavilion is located under a bottomless cliff, rare medicinal herbs are everywhere, century-old Ganoderma lucidum can be seen everywhere, it is dark and humid, without a ray of sunlight shining in.

The Manqing Pavilion is very large, and it is full of lamps. They can't tell the difference between day and night, but they have a special way to record the time. There is a huge clock. Every day, someone rings the bell to tell everyone the time of work and rest.

Su Jin has not been here a few times, and his memory of this place is already a little fuzzy.

He followed behind Feng Mufan, looking at those people who came and went in a hurry, because they had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, their complexion was weak and pale.

Feng Mufan led him to a relatively remote small palace. As soon as Su Jin entered, he smelled the smell of alcohol. He raised his eyes to look at the plaque on the yard, with three flying characters: Drunk Life Hall.

"Father does not know how to refine poison, but the people in this temple can be said to be the pinnacle in this aspect. There are no more than three people who can compare with her in this aspect. You can follow her in the future."

Su Jin nodded, and as Feng Mufan entered the hall, after Feng Mufan pushed open the door, the smell of the wine became more intense, and even Su Jin felt a little overwhelmed by the smell.

Feng Mufan walked to a part of the hall with familiarity, saw the drunk woman lying on the couch, and said slightly angrily, "Ran Qing, you drank so much again!?"

The woman on the couch who was called Ran Qing rubbed her eyes irritably, and raised her body slightly. Following her movements, the soft breasts under the loose clothes were faintly visible, and her face was flushed because of the wine. She blinked for a long time before she saw that it was Feng Mufan who came, and said with disgust, "You old man, just take care of me as soon as you come back."

When Feng Mufan heard this, he was very angry, "Oh, who are you calling a bad old man!?"

"It's just you! You pretend to be young at a young age, and you look like a handsome young man all day long. Who are you seducing?" He rolled his eyes as he spoke.

Feng Mufan rolled up his sleeves and was about to fight with her, and punched her fiercely. The woman who was still drunk instantly sobered up and fell to the ground. With a half-life punch, she triumphantly stuck out her tongue at Feng Mufan, inadvertently glanced at Su Jin standing there, and said pleasantly, "Where did you abduct this little handsome boy?"

Feng Mufan shook his head triumphantly, "This is your future Young Pavilion Master!"

Ranqing clapped her hands happily, "Hi, young master! When will you abdicate, old man? I can't wait to see how he gives orders~"

Feng Mufan raised his fist and hit her on the head, "A dog can't spit out ivory, this is the son of the pavilion master, I will be your apprentice, and in the future you will be the master of the pavilion master Manqing, are you happy? "

Ranqing's eyes lit up after hearing this, "It's cool! It must be cool!"

Seeing her like this, Feng Mufan nodded in satisfaction, walked to Su Jin, patted his shoulder, and said, "Father is waiting for your results."

Su Jin nodded, "I will definitely not disappoint my adoptive father."

In the end, Feng Mufan told Ran Qing a few words, nothing more than to tell her not to bully Su Jin, or to make her look good, Ran Qing listened to the sound from the left ear and nodded obediently.

After Feng Mufan left, Ran Qing suddenly withdrew his smiling face, and looked at Su Jin seriously, "Drug making is dangerous and difficult to learn, if you can't bear the hardship, you should give up as soon as possible. ruin my reputation."

Su Jin bent down, and said respectfully to her, "This junior knows that this junior will do his best, and he will definitely not let senior be ashamed."

"So what about the Young Pavilion Master, if you want to be my girl's apprentice, you must behave yourself, otherwise, no one will be of any use, just throw it out of the Drunk Life Palace!" Ran Qing

He closed his clothes, and there was a faint hostility in his eyes.

Su Jin smiled slightly, it seemed that he was willing to accept him, he lifted his robe, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed three times to Ranqing, "Disciple Su Jin, see Master!"

Ranqing raised her head and smiled brightly, "Please get up, apprentice."

Looking at the boy kneeling on the ground without any airs, she couldn't help but feel a little happy.

The thirst for knowledge in Su Jin's eyes made her quite useful.

She is not afraid that there will be no successors...

On a whim, he turned around and went to the shelf to get a jug of wine, picked up a larger wine cup from the table, opened the stopper, poured a full cup into the wine cup, handed it to Su Jin, and held the jug by himself , said, "As long as you drink this glass of wine, you and I will be masters and apprentices from today, and tomorrow I will officially teach you something as a master!"

Su Jin took the wine cup, and smelled a hint of sweet floral scent, but more of a spicy wine smell, and wanted to refuse at first, but after hearing Ran Qing's words, he lifted the wine cup up, He gulped it down, choking him until he coughed.

Ran Qing grabbed his shoulders in disregard of etiquette, and looked at him appreciatively, "Tuer is a good drinker!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she also raised the jug, and took a sip boldly. The wine flowed down her chin smoothly and slipped into her clothes, making people's hearts flutter.

"It's really good wine! What do you think?" Ranqing patted Su Jin, but there was no response, only a "boom", and Su Jin fell to the ground.

The young man who was still in high spirits fell down suddenly, and Ran Qing clicked his tongue, "I'm praising you in vain, let me pour you a glass."

She bent down, cautiously probed towards Su Jin's dantian, sighed, and whispered, "The dantian is completely destroyed, what did this child go through before?"

There was a complicated look in a pair of green eyes.

From the moment Su Jin came in, she felt that this child was not simple. He didn't have any internal strength but had an aura that could not be underestimated. There was hatred in his eyes. Su Jin like this reminded him of himself .

She put down the jug, helped Su Jin up, and said with disgust, "A big man seems to be lighter than me."

Carrying Su Jin on her shoulders, she violently kicked open the door of her room. When the night wind blew, the skirt of her chest was already soaked with wine, making her shiver with cold.

He hurriedly sent the man to the west wing room outside his hall, regardless of the fact that the room hadn't been cleaned for several months, he just threw him on the dusty bed, looked at Su Jin's sleeping face, and fell silent After a long while, he suddenly smirked, "This kid..."