His kiss seemed to be intoxicating, making me a little tipsy and my rationality a little bit blurred...

Fingers clasped...

Confused and infatuated...

The scorching breath seemed to ignite the air...

When he felt his waist loosen and his belt was untied by the other party, Su Changzhao suddenly woke up.

He is the Son of God now, he cannot be involved with women, it will ruin him!

"No!" She pushed the other person away with great force.

Jiuchen seemed to have just come to his senses, the lust in his eyes was gradually replaced by clarity, and he immediately got up from Su Changzhao's body.

He simply packed his clothes beside the bed, as if he didn't want Su Changzhao to see the embarrassment at the moment. He turned around deliberately, with a slight blush still on his cheeks, which made him look quite cute.

"You should have a good rest. Tonight... don't go out to admire the moon again."

After saying this, he strode away without caring whether Su Changzhao heard it or not.

What’s funny is that the next day Su Changzhao received a painting with the theme of a bright moon in the sky.

Su Changzhao almost laughed out loud.

The other party really went to great lengths to prevent her from going out at night.

The painting was sent by Qi Lan.

Su Changzhao didn't even need to say anything before Qi Lan started talking babble in praise of his Lord Saint Son.

For example, what an honor it is to receive the calligraphy of the Holy Son, and so on.

If you hear this kind of thing too much, your ears will really get calluses.

Bang!

Su Changzhao snapped his fingers, "Got it, go find a table."

Qi Lan was interrupted and puzzled, "What are you looking for a table for?"

While asking the question, he also looked at the table not far away, as if to say, isn't such a big table enough?

Su Changzhao smiled and said, "You speak so highly of this painting, shouldn't I burn three sticks of incense every morning and evening to show my sincerity~"

"you……"

Seeing Qi Lan's frustrated look, Su Changzhao was about to laugh in a good mood.

But Qi Lan's eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up, "Great, really great! Why didn't I think of that?"

Su Changzhao was stunned. Don’t even mention joking. He was dumbfounded: “Ah?”

Then Qi Lan patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, leave this matter to me."

It's outrageous that people take the hurtful words you say seriously.

Su Changzhao frowned: "Emmm, I think this..."

Qi Lan looked up in one direction and began to yearn: "I will convey your feelings to the Holy Son in a moment."

Su Changzhao: "Ah? No need for that?"

Qi Lan seemed to have lost hearing. "I believe the adults will be very satisfied when they know this. Well, let's go find a table first! Find a table~ Find a table~"

The three words "find a table" turned into a little tune for him.

Seeing that he left immediately, Su Changzhao just wanted to say:

Brother, listen to me, everything I said was just nonsense, right?

.

Although Qi Lan was angry about leaving on his own, there were also benefits.

Since Qi Lan is not here, she can go out!

So Su Changzhao was too lazy to stop him.

Every time Qi Lan came, the people guarding her would leave.

It's just like a shift change, it happens every day. In the past few days, Su Changzhao has figured out their shift system.

She had to seize the opportunity now while no one was around.

The first place she wanted to go was a side hall.

It is said that there is a code that records the actions and whereabouts of everyone in the Holy Womb every day.

Su Changzhao felt that the whole body paralysis that she suffered from from time to time must have been recorded in the travel records.

We must first find out what the exact cause is, otherwise it will definitely be an obstacle to escaping from the Holy Womb later.

After finally reaching the destination, I successfully found my travel guide. When I opened it, I saw a large page filled with many small characters, the most common of which were two words:

Stay in bed.

for example:

Ding fire day, Shen hour, stay in bed.

Ding Fire Day, You Hour, stay in bed.

Ding Fire Day, Xu Hour, Stay in Bed...

"Oh my god, it's recorded every hour accurately. If you don't know, you would think it's recording the daily life of a pig."

Su Changzhao decisively turned back.

When she saw the page of records showing the witch doctor's last treatment for her, she quickly opened her eyes and looked carefully.

"On the day of Guishui, at the hour of Si, the witch doctor Luo Hou was ordered to treat the divine servant Su Changzhao. After Luo Hou's diagnosis, Su Changzhao's physical condition was fine."

After reading it, Su Changzhao flipped through the other ones and then reviewed the previous diagnosis and treatment results.

She found that after each consultation, all the records were almost the same.

Close the book and put it back.

She felt that there were only two reasons for this.

First, even the witch doctor couldn't tell what was wrong with her.

Second, someone manipulated the records and the records above were tampered with.

No matter which one it is, Su Changzhao feels that this matter must be related to Jiuchen.

.

At lunch time.

Su Changzhao went back before being discovered.

As soon as she came back, Qi Lan also came back.

He happily showed off his achievements to Su Changzhao. Not only did he customize a high-quality table, he also conveyed Su Changzhao's good intentions to Jiuchen.

Hearing this, Su Changzhao said to him with a fake smile, "Thank you."

Qi Lan responded with a smile, as if she gladly accepted Su Changzhao's thanks.

Suddenly, Su Changzhao noticed that Qi Lan suddenly looked towards the door, and he immediately became respectful.

Seeing his look and the sound of footsteps, she knew who was coming even without turning around.

Qi Lan walked over in small steps, bowed to Jiuchen, and said, "I will withdraw now."

"Um."

Jiuchen didn't look at him, but kept staring at Su Changzhao as he came towards him. A hint of warmth appeared on his cold and arrogant face.

"I heard that you like my paintings very much?"

"..." At this point, Su Changzhao could only bite the bullet and admit, "...Yes."

Jiuchen had a happy face: "In a few days, Elder Wang Xiu will hold an art exhibition. If you are interested, I can take you there."

"..." Su Changzhao was really not interested in ancient paintings. The two-dimensional style was her cup of tea. But the next second, "Doesn't that mean we have to go to the Elders' Council?"

"Of course, the elders all live in the Elders' House, so the exhibition will naturally be held there." Jiuchen answered as a matter of course.

Su Changzhao smiled and said, "Yeah, okay." He looked very interested.

In fact, she had her own plans.

Once you go to the Council of Elders, you can leave the Holy Womb, which will undoubtedly reduce the difficulty of escape.

Furthermore, in the past few days, she had been thinking about a foolproof escape plan, and the only person in the world who could take her in and out of the Holy Palace, the Elders' Council, and the Illusionary Spiritual Court without anyone suspecting her, besides Jiuchen himself, was the only one person -

Yes, the person she was looking for was Jiuchen’s twin brother, Zongxu.

She wanted to use his face to escape!

Jiuchen here treats her very well, but he is not her Ah Heng after all.

She has not forgotten the ultimate purpose of her trip.

So escaping is imperative!

.

In order to let Jiuchen relax his vigilance, Su Changzhao pretended to be no different from usual in the past two days.

Neither completely submissive nor deliberately contradictive.

Before we knew it, the painting exhibition day of the Elders' House had arrived as scheduled...