A drunk Jinyiwei with red cheeks hesitated, "Sir, okay, it seems to be the backyard?"

"Backyard!!!" Zhang Yuanshan was shocked, and with a "bang", the jar of wine in his hand fell to the ground.

Thinking of the scene where Feng Mansion and the Imperial Palace were looted, his eyes turned red, his body trembled a little, and he had a very bad premonition.

Zhang Yuanshan roared, "Why are you still standing there? Grab your weapons and catch the thief! If we are robbed by the thieves again, we will go to see His Majesty with our heads on the line!"

The Jinyiwei were shocked by Zhang Yuanshan's words and sobered up a little. They quickly put down the wine jars in their hands and hurriedly looked for their swords.

For a moment, the scene was extremely chaotic.

The Jinyiwei finally found their swords from a corner and were about to run to the backyard when they felt a severe stomach cramp.

One after another, the Jinyiwei turned pale, holding their swords in their left hands and covering their lower abdomens with their right hands.

"My lord, my stomach aches!"

"Ah! No, no! I'm going to poop!"

"My lord, my lord, me too. I can't bear it any longer. I need to go to the toilet."

"My lord, my lord, I can't help it anymore!"

......

One after another, the Jinyiwei covered their stomachs, squeezed their buttocks, and hunched over as they hurried to find a toilet.

Zhang Yuanshan was almost so angry that he fell backwards. He was furious, "Useless! What use are you!"

“Gurgle——”

Zhang Yuanshan's stomach made a rumbling sound, and his face turned pale in an instant, and his facial features were all grim. He didn't care to scold his men, and he covered his stomach, clamped his buttocks, and ran to find a toilet.

Suddenly, Magistrate Zhu's residence became even more lively. The sounds of farts, wailing, and chaotic footsteps mixed together, which sounded very pleasant to Feng Jiuyan's ears.

Feng Jiuyan had already teleported to the big tree in the garden. Looking at the Jinyiwei who were suffering below, a smile appeared in her eyes.

Humph, you will suffer more later!

Feng Jiuyan yawned delicately. It was getting darker, and he had seen enough of the excitement. He decided to go back to sleep. He flashed into the space, changed his clothes, and then teleported back to the donkey cart.

Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli were sleeping soundly. Feng Jiuli spread her arms and hands wide, sleeping in a big letter shape. The ugly cat Huahua curled up in the crook of Feng Jiuli's arms.

Its alertness was extremely sharp, and it noticed Feng Jiuyan almost as soon as he returned to the carriage.

Huahua immediately opened her tightly closed eyes, staring at the person who came, and whimpered as a warning. After smelling the familiar smell on Feng Jiuyan, Huahua's hairs calmed down. With a "whoosh", she rushed over and rubbed Feng Jiuyan, whimpered, and continued to lie back in Feng Jiuli's arms to sleep.

The new master is good, but not as good as the little master in front of him.

It's fragrant, milky, and warm.

Feng Jiuyan: "......"

"Fence-sitter!" Feng Jiuyan cursed softly.

She looked at Feng Jiuli's unrestrained sleeping posture with a headache. This little bastard even took up her sleeping position.

The family status is clear at a glance.

Feng Jiuyan almost fainted from crying in the toilet.

With Huahua, she is no longer her brother’s treasure.

Just as I was thinking this, there was an unusual noise coming from outside.

“Sizzle!”

It was the sound of a knife piercing flesh.

This was followed by a struggle and heavy breathing.

The noise was so small that it could not be noticed amid the constant snoring.

If it weren't for her sharp ears, she wouldn't have been able to detect the unusual movement.

After waiting for about half a cup of tea, the noise outside gradually died down and everything returned to its usual calm.

Feng Jiuyan felt relieved, and with a thought, she flashed into the space. She yawned, and was so sleepy that tears came out. Feng Jiuyan closed her eyes and went back to the master bedroom, set the alarm clock, fell on the bed, turned over, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep.

——

The residence of Magistrate Zhu.

At the same time, Zhang Yuanshan and his men were running in and out of the toilet in a hurry, their legs were as soft as noodles and their faces were as pale as ghosts.

It was almost midnight and there was no let-up.

Every time Zhang Yuanshan came out of the toilet, he wanted to run to the backyard, but every time he ran halfway, his stomach started to churn and he had to run back.

Magistrate Zhu's mansion was very large, and the garden was quite far from the backyard. So, even though there was a lot of noise in the front yard, the Jinyiwei guarding the backyard only heard a little bit of it. They all thought it was just the noise caused by Zhang Yuanshan and others drinking in the front yard.

——

Feng Jiuyan slept soundly for ten hours before she woke up slowly.

After waking up, she hurriedly hugged her clothes and went to the bathroom. She didn't take a shower last night and felt uncomfortable.

If you are used to taking a shower every night, and suddenly one day you can’t take a shower, you can’t tell how uncomfortable you will feel all over!

Feng Jiuyan washed and scrubbed, and while it was still early, she took a bath in the bathtub, put on a facial mask, and did a body maintenance. Then she changed into the same clean clothes as during the day and left the bathroom.

After taking all the clothes that needed to be washed to the washing machine on the balcony, Feng Jiuyan went to the kitchen during this break and chose a bowl of red bean and barley milk porridge, pan-fried buns, and crystal shrimp dumplings for breakfast.

After breakfast, I hung the clothes that needed to be dried out to dry. Then I leisurely walked around the vegetable and orchard behind the villa, picked the vegetables and fruits that needed to be picked, fertilized the crops that needed to be fertilized, weeded the crops that needed to be weeded, and plowed the soil that needed to be plowed.

After a busy day, we harvested a lot of fruits and vegetables, and several hours passed.

Feng Jiuyan strolled to the medicine garden again, and saw the thriving purple Ganoderma lucidum, as well as various precious medicinal herbs such as ginseng, and smiled from ear to ear.

After looking at the back garden, Feng Jiuyan walked back into the villa.

He stayed in the space for almost twenty hours, but in the outside world, only about twenty minutes had passed.

At this time, there is still some time before dawn in the outside world.

Feng Jiuyan no longer stayed in the space and flashed out of it.

She was full and had enough sleep, so she thought about preparing breakfast for Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli.

Feng Jiuyan quietly took out an iron pot and rice from the carriage, put them into the space, used her mind to clean the pot, rinsed the rice, and added an appropriate amount of water. Then, she took out some chopped pigeon meat and diced yam from the space. She planned to cook yam pigeon porridge for the two of them to replenish their qi and blood.

She quietly opened the door of the carriage, took a pot down, started a fire with the remaining firewood from last night, and started to cook porridge.

The porridge boiled for a while, and Feng Jiuyan put the yam and pigeon meat into the pot.

The pigeon meat was chopped up and it was hard to tell whether it was pheasant meat or pigeon meat.

Some cooking wine, ginger and salt were added to the mixture, and soon the sweet smell of pigeons wafted out, waking the sleeping prisoners up from the smell.

"Fuck him, who the hell is cooking before daybreak?"