Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

As the successor of the Ouchi General Manager, Chunlai has never done anything that hurts the truth, he is conscientious and abides by his duties.

But the county lord Qinghui was the emperor's favorite. If the emperor couldn't love it, he would not be willing to help her for a long time. That would be unfaithful. The idea came from his godfather, and if he executes it, he will be unfilial.

Those who are unfaithful and unfilial, don't deserve to inherit the position of Ouchi.

But it really couldn't reach the hurdle of conscience, with his back to everyone, squatting alone by the small mud furnace, fighting between heaven and man in his heart.

The water in the copper pot had already boiled, and there was a sound, and the water vapor sprayed from the spout and sprayed on his small face, making him almost into a boiled shrimp.

After a painful excitement, he opened the medicine packet anxiously and poured the white powder into the boiling water.

Put a soaked veil on the handle of the pot, bring the copper pot to the table, open the teacup buttoned in the center of the table, and pour a full cup.

He whispered and said in a low voice: "The county owner, first take a drink to relieve your mouth, but the water is too hot, please let it go and drink it again."

Then I asked Xiaoyangliu where the tea leaves were kept? Little Yangliu pointed his hand and told him that he was in the low cabinet against the wall.

Spring came with a groan, carrying the copper kettle to leave.

"etc!"

Xiao Yangliu shouted abruptly, his heart came to his throat, he didn't dare to turn his head, stood stiff, and asked her what's the matter?

"Don't you bring the teapot to make tea?" Xiao Yangliu couldn't help but joked.

The first time he did bad things, it was inevitable that he had a guilty conscience, bent over and buried his head, took the white porcelain teapot she handed and ran away griefly, looking like a ghost.

Wei Yansi was not surprised, and said roundly: "This kid is young, shy, and always surprised."

She and Qu Jinying sat face to face, their flashing eyes were as bright as the dew of a spring day, and they followed Qu Jinying's peachy eyes, forcing people to look at her.

When she was about to be embarrassed, she put her fingertips on the edge of the teacup and tested the temperature: "Hot."

She took an empty tea cup and poured boiling water back and forth between the two cups. She was polite, but unskilled. She sprinkled a lot and splashed the edge of the table.

The water temperature was getting colder, and her teacup was pushed back to Qu Jinying.

"The county owner tasted it, but it's still hot."

With hospitality, Qu Jinying held the cup in both hands, closed his eyes and took a sip. The slender neck has a slight bulge, which slides up and down as he swallows.

Wei Yansi had a brief loss of consciousness, and hurriedly looked away and landed on her fingers, her nails carefully trimmed and pink.

The glands quivered delicately, and Wei Yansi's mouth was dry and dry, but she did not quench her thirst, so she stretched out her tongue and licked her dry lips.

"My concubine thanked Master Wan."

Qu Jinying is as humble as usual, with a little coldness, and a feeling of being a thousand miles away.

Wei Yansi picked out a bag of melon seeds from the table full of snacks and placed it next to Qu Jinying's teacup: "You bought them on the road, try them. If you like them, I will buy more tomorrow."

Qu Jinying's long eyelashes flickered slightly, retreating as advancement: "My son is always so good to his concubine, and the concubine is in trouble."

Wei Yansi amused and said: "If you are really upset, let me quench my thirst by half of the water in the cup."

"This..." A suspicious thin red appeared on Qu Jinying's surface, "I've drunk my concubine, I'm afraid it will offend Master Wan."

Wei Yan was thinking about playing tricks. He really took her teacup, divided it in half, and drank it in twos or twos.

Qu Jinying's clear eyes were agitating, and the red color on her face increased, as if she had painted a whole box of rouge.

"Mr. Wan, Mr. Wan, you Meng Lang!" Xiao Yangliu accusingly accusingly.

Wei Yan thought back to her with an expression of "what can you do with me".

"Rogue." Little Yangliu said again.

"I haven't had enough yet."

These words are not about tiger wolf, but better than tiger wolf. Qu Jinying is a girl who has not been out of the pavilion. She can't bear it, she is ashamed and angry, and she wants to leave.

Wei Yansi knew that the trouble had gone too far, and immediately compensated for a few nice words, both soft and hard to keep people.

But Qu Jinying didn't want to pay much attention to her, and concentrated on peeling the melon seeds.

Occasionally Xia Feng passed through the shed, blowing her refreshing silky mint and jasmine scent along her nose and slipping into her heart.

Wei Yan yearned for the stars and hoped for the moon, looking forward to the smell, breathing heavily, and the limbs and hundreds of skeletons and nerve endings were loosened, and there seemed to be indescribable comfort and tranquility.

She was afraid that she could not keep Qu Jinying, racking her brains to tell a joke, but Qu Jinying was as indifferent as before, smiling as if she were coping, in response.

Wei Yansi didn't understand her preferences, and the moments of kung fu scenes fell silent again.

A look of crazy courtesy fell in Feng He's eyes: "..."

Haha, I also said that I don't like others.

The sun climbed to the highest point, the sun was scorching, and Wei Yansi was too thirsty. While using a folding fan to fan quickly, while looking around for spring, he muttered where did the little kid go?

Saying that Cao Cao had arrived, the little kid flashed out from the corner.

Wei Yansi, like a savior, asked him to quickly pour a cup of tea.

"I fell and the water was all spilled..." Chun Lai squatted and looked around with guilty eyes.

Wei Yansi made a mistake on the posterior molar: "It's okay for you to leave a bite."

"The minion will re-boil a pot immediately."

He put the copper pot on the clay stove, and then squeezed the water scoop to scoop the water from the big tank. Unfortunately, his wrist was shaking, and most of it was spilled swayingly.

Wei Yan couldn't wait, not paying attention to too much attention to detail, and walked over with a cup of tea. She also scooped cold water from the jar and drank it into her belly, sighing and expressing her heart-warming heart.

Suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, and a fire leaped out of his lower abdomen, which burned to the internal organs as fiercely as a prairie fire, and even the eyelids were hot.

She was horrified, awful, and her fever was out of control.

This symptom mainly occurs in underage alpha due to poor self-control and imbalanced hormone levels in the body.

If there is no inhibitor to suppress, the pheromone will burst out in an instant, and any omega's release of pheromone in response will cause her animality to suppress reason with absolute superiority.

She was dizzy and tilted, trying to support the rim of the tank.

When Chunlai was close to her, she was the first to see that something was wrong with her, so he hurriedly supported her and called Fenghe for help.

The two of them worked together, half hugging her and sat back, and when they let go, she was like a lump of cotton, weakly lying on the table motionless, panting quickly.

Qu Jinying put her cheek on the back of her hand: "It's hot!"

When she was about to withdraw her hand, she was caught by Wei Yansi. Fortunately, Wei Yansi was weak and weak. Qu Jinying broke free without much effort, retreating several steps to keep her distance.

A faint king is a faint king, who is dying and never forgets the impertinence.

Wei Yansi kept shouting uncomfortable.

All the people stopped their work and looked back on the sidelines.

"You smell it, it smells so strong." Xiao Yangliu choked and pinched his nose.

Chunlai didn't do what he thought. The hospital prescribed many nourishing medicinal soups for Wei Yansi, forcing her to drink it every day. It was not strange that she had a smell of medicine, but it was so rich that she had never experienced it.

He has a bad feeling.

I took a closer look at Wei Yansi's symptoms and recalled the drug effects described by Yi Dongpo—flushing complexion, shortness of breath, eye congestion, and confusion.

She couldn't help but jumped up and asked Fenghe: "Master, what did she eat and drink while I was away?"

Qu Jinying was also uneasy, and Fenghe answered him one step at a time.

Chunlai was full of horror when he heard it, and looked at the teacup on the table.

"I also drank the water in the teacup, there is nothing unusual, the problem should come from the water tank." Qu Jinying methodically analyzed.

"How much did you drink?"

"Just a sip."

Spring came to tears, and I drank too little, it was not enough to have the effect of the medicine: "Where is the master? How much did I drink."

"Half a cup."

Spring came rushing into ants on the hot pot, and ran to the doctor with wind under his feet.

Feng He stayed to take care of him. He tried his best to calm down his chaotic mood and carefully looked at the scene of the crime, not letting go of any clues.

"Someone must be poisoned!"

Qu Jinying followed his conclusion and asked, "Is the Red Lotus Sect?"

"Extremely possible!" Fenghe drew out his sword and swept away his Qi swallowing mountains and rivers. "The assassin needs to confirm that the target is dead before leaving. He must still be hiding at the West Gate, not too far away from us. Maybe he will be hiding in the porridge shed. ."

He had a murderous look in his eyes, rather "killing a thousand by mistake and not letting go of one" posture, and the people in the porridge shed knelt on the ground in a mess, begging Qu Jinying for help.

This matter was not trivial, Qu Jinying was also sensible, and ordered the chief attendant of the Hou Mansion to guard a few streets connected to the West City Gate, only to enter but not to leave.

At this time, someone exclaimed: "Mother Sima is gone."

Feng He asked: "When did you not see it?"

The person thought for a while: "She built a new stove together with me, and said she went to Xiaojie and never came back. It happened half an hour ago, and she left as soon as you arrived."

Feng He frowned.

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