Meng Di, like Tian Xianzi, still hadn't woken up.

It seemed that the drug put into Jiuzhou Chungui was indeed consistent with Ning Ning's guess. The higher the cultivation level, the deeper the poison. Fortunately, Pei Ji and He Zhizhou were already awake, which showed that this was not a fatal poison. I believe that after a while, they would also gradually wake up.

"If you two have other important things, you can let him stay here first."

The grandmother who sold paintings comforted the girls, coughed lightly and said softly: "Meng Di is very well behaved. He always calls my grandmother and gets along well with other children. You don't have to worry."

Meng Di seemed to be affectionate but was the most ruthless. He always smiled gently on weekdays, but in fact he didn't care about anyone.

This character mainly stems from his childhood experience. His mother was a concubine of low status. She died of a serious illness after giving birth to her only son. His father and mistress did not love him. Meng Du was no different from a discarded chess piece in a deep mansion. Even the servants could bully him at will.

It is said that only an elderly woman cared about him. Unfortunately, the mansion was attacked by demon cultivators later, and no one survived except Meng Du.

Not long after that, he was accepted as a personal apprentice by Tian Xianzi who came to exorcise demons. It was also from then on that Meng Du became more distant and rarely emotional.

Now he is drunk, maybe he regards this grandmother as the old woman who died tragically that year.

In this world of cultivation, life and death seem to be both very close and very far away. After a long time, only some traces of old friends remain in the heart.

Ning Ning thought of the description related to Meng Ju in the original book, sighed secretly in her heart, and could only nod lightly.

Luo Yuanming said in the teahouse that Luan Niang had been inseparable from him since last night, and today she was accompanied by maids and servants.

If she really committed a crime, she had to hide it from everyone in the City Lord's Mansion, and she had to check the results as soon as possible. The best time to set off is to wait until the middle of the night when everyone is asleep. If they can go to the City Lord's Mansion to investigate in the middle of the night, they may find something.

"How strange."

Ningning looked up and down at the painting in her hand, and finally her eyes fell on Luanniang's looking back: "Grandma made two paintings in total. Why did Luanniang only buy the one with the backs of two people after seeing it?"

"Isn't it simple?"

Chengying's little mouth chattered. Ever since she heard Ningning's word "like", she was so excited as if she had eaten a stomach full of stimulants: "If you want to live a decent life, you must have some green on your head. The city lord's head is already starting to grow grass. If Luanniang takes this painting back, when he sees his wife's face in the painting, won't the grassland turn into a dense forest directly?"

Naturally, she couldn't hear these words, so she had no way to argue with Chengying. Ningning thought about it again and again but could not come to a conclusion. She had to put this problem behind her for the time being. After putting away the scroll, she whispered: "Grandma, I like these paintings very much and want to buy them."

"If you like them, just take them."

A few glimmers of light overflowed from the old woman's gray pupils, as if she was smiling faintly: "It's been a long time since anyone said they liked these paintings. You don't know, when I was young, I was the most outstanding painter on this street. Even the portrait of the courtesan was made by me. Everyone who saw it praised it for being lifelike - it's a pity that I'm old, and now I can hardly sell it."

Ningning smiled and shook her head.

After she came to Luancheng, she spent almost all her pocket money on the Night Pearl. This time, she experienced a lot in the secret realm and collected a lot of precious herbs. After coming out, she sold them for a good price. If she gave them all to grandma, it should be able to support the family for a while. It doesn't matter

if she is poor, she is used to it anyway.

Ning Ning made up her mind and was about to take out the purse from the storage bag, when she suddenly heard Pei Ji's cold voice: "Five thousand spirit stones, buy all the paintings."

Ning Ning stared at him with wide eyes.

The exchange rate of spirit stones is not lower than that of RMB, and five thousand is not a small number. Could it be that he saw that she was going to go bankrupt... so he took the lead and let him go bankrupt on her behalf?

"Five, five thousand spirit stones?"

Not only grandma, but even Ah Hui showed an expression of disbelief: "This young master, these paintings are not worth so much money!"

"No problem."

Pei Ji rarely showed a slightly hesitant look, and glanced at Ning Ning quickly with an expressionless face, and then quickly moved his eyes away, like a dragonfly skimming the water, and his tone was also cold: "As long as she likes it."

How did he do it, saying such words in such an unmoving tone.

Ning Ning: ...

Ning Ning also had no expression, her face was as stiff as a piece of wood, and when she noticed Ah Hui's direct gaze, she lowered her head a little awkwardly and touched the tip of her nose with her right hand.

Ah Hui looked at Pei Ji who was holding the sword again, and couldn't help it for a while: "Puff."

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Midnight, City Lord's Mansion.

Ning Ning concealed her spiritual energy and sneaked into the mansion with Pei Ji.

This was her first time doing such a sneaky thing, so she was inevitably very nervous. In order to hide her tracks, she wore black clothes and stood next to Pei Ji, who also had black hair and a black shirt. The two of them could almost disappear into the night.

They mastered the movement of the phoenix statue and sneaked into the mansion in blind spots. The mansion was deserted in the middle of the night. The dark black color reflected the flowing moonlight. The few lights were dim, which showed a bit of weirdness for no reason.

Since she had been here several times before, Ning Ning had roughly figured out the direction of the mansion, and could rely on her memory to come to the bedroom of the city lord and his wife. However, unexpectedly, the door of this room was ajar but no one was inside. There was only a flickering candle in front of the door, probably lit by a servant.

What could this couple do together at this late hour? Hunting wild animals in a melon field under the moon?

The door was open, which meant that the two people should have returned to the bedroom before. The reason they left without closing the door was perhaps because of some unexpected incident.

——But what could have happened that made them leave the room in such a hurry?

Ningning and Pei Ji looked at each other and made a small mouth shape to him: "Go in and take a look?"

Pei Ji nodded.

There was no light on in the bedroom, and the feeling of loneliness became even heavier. On the surface, this house looked normal, with a large wooden bed and light gauze curtains. However, until now, the host and hostess had not returned, which made it hard not to be suspicious.

The two men's whereabouts were strange, and there might be some clues left in the room. Ning Ning couldn't turn on the lights, and didn't dare to make too much noise. She wanted to go forward and search carefully, but suddenly she noticed Pei Ji moving beside her -

A woman's sweet laugh came from not far outside the door, followed by the sound of footsteps. It must be Luo Yuanming and Luanniang returning to their room late at night. Pei Ji was quick-witted and spotted the wooden cabinet standing nearby. He grabbed her arm and hid inside.

The wooden cabinet was only half a person's height and contained some scattered clothes. Ning Ning was caught off guard and fell on his chest. Before she could fully adapt to the darkness in front of her, she just moved slightly and felt something warm and soft covering her mouth.

Pei Ji covered her mouth. It was his palm.

Wait, wait a minute.

Was she being held in Pei Ji's arms... without any explanation?

Ningning quickly came back to her senses from her momentary confusion, and tried to identify their current positions in the narrow and dark wooden cabinet.

Pei Ji had already released the hand that was holding her shoulder, and sat in the cabinet with his legs apart, and she was pulled along and naturally fell on the wooden board between his legs.

The young swordsman had a thin figure, but his chest was unexpectedly broad. When Ningning was completely trapped in it, she could not escape and it was even more difficult to move. She could only feel the violent heartbeat on her back, like a jumping hot flame.

This posture was unexpectedly not uncomfortable, and it was even very tender, making her reluctant to leave.

No, it was not right.

Fortunately, Pei Ji was behind her and could not see Ning Ning's suddenly flushed face.

...What was she thinking about? Who would want to be hugged and held in Pei Ji's arms all the time?

Pei Ji did not move and did not make any expression.

Although it was he who initiated the action, the moment his palm touched his lips, Ning Ning clearly felt that the boy behind her stiffened and his heartbeat accelerated a lot, as if he was very nervous.

How could he not be nervous?

Pei Ji suppressed his restlessness and closed his eyelashes slightly.

The wooden cabinet was not high. He sat inside and almost held Ning Ning in his arms.

The girl's soft body was close at hand, and her head was gently against his chin. Thin strands of hair silently brushed across his Adam's apple, neck and neck, like a silent tease.

It was pitch black all around, with only a little light seeping through the slightly opened gap.

The darkness made all senses except vision extremely sensitive, and the faint light was looming, covering the entire space with a hazy veil that was unclear and intangible, extremely ambiguous.

The most tense part was his right hand.

Ningning's breath was all sprinkled on his index finger, gently grasping and rubbing it like a feather, bringing a little warmth, turning around and around. His palm was pressed tightly against her soft lips. Sometimes she would purse her lips subconsciously because of nervousness, and her lips would inadvertently brush the palm skin.

Just like a kiss.

He inexplicably thought of the night when he was drunk, and his heart became even more upset.

Luo Yuanming's cultivation was far superior to theirs. If he used his spiritual energy easily, he would probably detect it.

Ning Ning and Pei Ji could not communicate secretly, so they could only keep this posture in silence.

"I'm so tired tonight."

The candles on the table were lit, and Luan Niang's laughter came to his ears, lazy and lazy, like a cat: "Let's rest early."

Luo Yuanming also smiled: "Okay, okay. What kind of incense do you want tonight? Madam loves peach blossoms the most, why not use it?"

"My husband is used to bamboo incense, and now the smell of your body has changed like mine. I wonder how many people will gossip about me behind my back."

"So what? They are jealous that I have such a wife."

Then there was a string of wanton laughter and the sound of clothes rubbing.

Luo Yuanming really loved Luan Niang as the rumors said. His tone was full of love and longing that could not be concealed: "My lady, I really want to have skin-to-skin contact and ear-to-ear contact with you every day."

Luan Niang's voice was like wine, and she repeated his words in a low voice: "Isn't that what we are like now? Since we are already skin-to-skin contact and ear-to-ear contact... then I am yours."

Ning Ning's breath was stagnant with her lips pressed against Pei Ji's palm.

Damn, do this couple always talk so corny? She got goosebumps all

over her body. Pei Ji, whose black hair was entangled with Ning Ning's hair, froze.

...As long as this is the case, she is his?

When he took Ningning into the closet, he did not completely close the door, so a small gap was revealed. If you look carefully, you can catch a glimpse of two people hugging each other in the room.

Ningning grew up watching costume dramas, so she was not surprised by such scenes. She squinted her eyes without any psychological burden. Just as she was about to look outside, she suddenly realized that there was a thick layer of darkness in front of her eyes.

No way.

Pei Ji, this bastard... actually used his free hand to quickly cover her eyes?

Ningning had a heart attack.

Does he think she is a child! So stupid! Childish! So annoying!

After all, she was a senior sister, so how could she be willing to be suppressed in such a matter? She frowned unconvincedly, forcefully pried open his hand covering her eyes, and then raised her right hand.

They were both sitting in the cabinet, Pei Ji's chin was almost against her head. Ning Ning couldn't see his appearance, so in order not to disturb the two people in the room, she was extremely careful in her movements.

Her right hand first touched a smooth and soft place, and with a light poke, it would slightly dent and slowly bounce back.

It was his cheek.

Pei Ji's face was unusually hot at this moment, and his limbs were completely motionless, allowing Ning Ning's palm to brush across his cheeks, nose bridge and brow bone in turn, and finally, as if it was a prank, she covered his eyes without hesitation.

He couldn't see anything, but he knew that the little girl in his arms must have revealed a satisfied look, and she lowered her head and looked out without saying a word.

—— Pei Ji's right hand was still covering her mouth, and he could feel the corners of Ning Ning's mouth slightly raised.

He always hated physical contact with other people, but he didn't dislike the movements at this moment, but when she moved... it made him feel a little uncomfortable.

In his ears were the low laughter and whispers of men and women, which brought the ambiguous atmosphere to the extreme. The intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms lingered in the air, and it was dark all around. Because he was blindfolded, Pei Ji couldn't see anything clearly.

Ning Ning was sitting very close to him, and even if she made any small movement, the trembling would be magnified thousands of times, spreading from the abdomen all the way up, as if to burn the inexplicable fire to the whole body.

The whole body was filled with heat.

Pei Ji held his breath. Unable to mobilize his spiritual power, he could only rely on his consciousness to hold back his pounding heart.

But it seemed unbearable.

When those hot and dense itches gathered together, it was like a raging fire that suddenly erupted. He couldn't help but take a deep breath, slowly lowered his head, and whispered in her ear as hard as he could: "Don't move."

The voice was suppressed and hoarse, turning into a breath that fell into her ears, with a bit of forbearance and restraint but particularly seductive taste.

The unexpected heat spread in her ears, as if an electric current ran through her entire spine. Ningning's ears turned red when she heard these two words, and she really stopped moving obediently for a while.

Suddenly using this tone and voice... It's too much.

Couldn't he just do it a little bit so that she could be mentally prepared?

"Oh my god, Pei Xiaoji, if you are like this now, how can you bear to be with Ningning in the future?"

Chengying's tone was filled with artificial crying: "No way, no way, there can't be a sword cultivator...it must be the girl who takes the initiative!"

Pei Ji was so angry that he suppressed the heat in his heart and wanted to draw his sword and kill it immediately.

Pei Ji: "Shut up."

Fortunately, the city lord and Luan Niang did not do anything inappropriate for children, causing mental damage to little Pei Ji who tried desperately to cover Ningning's eyes. They turned off the lights and went to sleep soon after, leaving behind a scent of incense.

Ningning was held in Pei Ji's arms, and she felt as comfortable as lying next to a soft and gentle teddy bear. She didn't know how long it had been, but just when she was getting sleepy, she suddenly heard a creaking sound coming from the wooden bed.

Her tiredness suddenly dissipated, and through the small gap, she saw a slender figure.

The room was filled with incense, and the city lord fell asleep peacefully. The white smoke and the moonlight coming in through the broken window were intertwined, like light smoke and water color, as if in a dream.

In the shocking silence, Luan Niang got up and got out of bed.