Mei-jie was holding a tranquilizer gun, something that didn't belong to this era.
Mei twisted her neck and cursed under her breath.
"Damn it, do they really think I'm an idiot? Luckily, the old man gave me this iron lump beforehand, otherwise I wouldn't be able to handle him."
Meng Qingluan: "..."
She finally understood a sentence.
No matter how skilled you are, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife.
How come she has a tranquilizer gun? Judging from Mei Jie's appearance, she doesn't seem to know what a tranquilizer gun is.
They must have been sent by the emperor. How could the emperor possibly have a tranquilizer gun...?
Meng Qingluan suddenly had a bold idea.
Before she could put her idea into practice, the three women, including Mei Jie, had already walked up to her.
Mei smiled, but her words were threatening.
"Little beauty, would you like to do it yourself or should I help you?"
Meng Qingluan chuckled.
"I can do it myself, don't bother me, sister."
After saying that, she rolled her eyes and pretended to faint, collapsing onto Li Zhanjue.
nonsense!
Where did she run off to in this freezing weather? She was frozen solid after only a few steps, like an ice sculpture in a snowy wonderland.
At least mummies become cultural heritage, while I only become snacks for vultures.
She didn't want to fall on the snow; it was too cold!
He might as well just lie down on Li Zhanjue.
As Meng Qingluan was thinking this, she suddenly felt a pain in her neck, and then she completely fainted.
When she opened her eyes again, Meng Qingluan was in a small house with a fire burning brightly inside.
She was only stunned for two seconds before her mind cleared instantly.
After realizing where she was, Meng Qingluan quickly looked around to see where she was.
She and Li Zhanjue were tied together and thrown to the ground side by side.
Li Zhanjue is still unconscious, probably because the effects of the anesthetic haven't worn off yet.
Meng Qingluan tried calling him softly.
"Li Zhanjue? Li Zhanjue? Wake up! Your mother is calling you home for dinner."
"..."
Li Zhanjue's eyes remained closed, showing no signs of waking up.
Meng Qingluan bumped him with her shoulder again, while calling out to him.
"Li Zhanjue, if you don't wake up soon, Shen Yan will run away with Meng Qingluan."
"Um……"
Li Zhanjue's facial expression finally moved, his eyelids twitched slightly, but he still didn't open his eyes.
Meng Qingluan rolled her eyes.
I've decided not to call him anymore; it would be terrible if I accidentally called those three people over.
There were only the two of them inside. The house was very dilapidated, and even the windows were drafty. She saw a platform not far from the doorway, which was a staircase.
They were placed on the second floor.
Meng Qingluan tried to move her hands and found that they were indeed tied up.
After twisting around, Meng Qingluan felt that the rope binding her hands had loosened.
The three men didn't take her seriously at all, and the rope binding her was just a tattered hemp rope they had picked up from somewhere.
Just as Meng Qingluan was about to break free from her restraints, she heard the creaking sound of the old stairs being stepped on.
She quickly stopped moving, hid her hands which were tied behind her back, and closed her eyes again.
"Stop pretending, I know you're awake."
Meng Qingluan opened her eyes and saw that only the chubby boy had come up; the other two were nowhere to be seen.
When the chubby boy saw that she was awake, he chuckled, then pulled over a chair, sat down steadily on it, and held two roasted sweet potatoes in his hand.
He crossed his legs and gracefully reached out to peel the sweet potato.
Meng Qingluan squinted and looked him over. The little fat boy's every move didn't seem like that of a straight man.
When the chubby boy saw her staring at him, he thought she was hungry and wanted to eat the roasted sweet potato in his hand.
He deliberately held up a sweet potato and offered it to Meng Qingluan's face.
"Want some?"
Meng Qingluan shook her head, "I don't want to eat."
She didn't want to eat roasted sweet potatoes; she had eaten a full meal that morning before setting off, and her stomach was round and full.
Besides, she doesn't like roasted sweet potatoes; she only likes meat.
The chubby boy didn't believe it.
He took Meng Qingluan's words as just being stubborn, gave a light snort, raised his delicate fingers to put the roasted sweet potato in his mouth and ate it, even making smacking noises.
Meng Qingluan pouted in disgust, then a sudden inspiration struck her.
Meng Qingluan asked casually.
"Why are you the only one here? Aren't there three of you? Where are Sister Mei and that skinny girl?"
"Shut up!" the chubby boy yelled at her, glaring at her. "What skinny girl? Can't you speak properly? His name is Lu Renyi."
Meng Qingluan let out a long "Oh~", as if she had discovered something extraordinary.
"That was my rudeness. Where did Sister Mei and Lu Renyi go?"
The chubby boy glanced at her with satisfaction and answered casually.
"Sister Mei can't eat vegetarian food, so she and Brother Yi went outside to roast rabbit."
"Huh?" Meng Qingluan opened her mouth slightly in confusion, "Why did they go to eat together and not take you with them?"
The chubby boy pouted, looked at her irritably, and asked in return.
"Why do you think that is? It's because of the two of you. One of you has to watch over you, otherwise what if you run away?"
"You flatter us. I'm just a defenseless girl, and he's a cripple you knocked unconscious. Where can we run to?"
“Besides,” Meng Qingluan changed the subject, “why did they leave you alone to watch over us? Could they be secretly doing something?”
The chubby boy pouted, clearly dissatisfied with Meng Qingluan's words, but the fleeting suspicion in his eyes did not escape Meng Qingluan's notice.
He continued to be stubborn, defending the two of them, which seemed to be a way of comforting himself.
"Don't try to sow discord. Mei-jie left me here alone because she knows I'm trying to lose weight and knows I don't have much self-control."
"Besides, Mei-jie said that eating sweet potatoes can beautify the skin, which is why she didn't take me with her."
"Oh." Meng Qingluan blinked.
"But sweet potatoes have no nutritional value. Won't eating too many make you pale and uglier? Your beautiful sister isn't so pretty because she eats sweet potatoes, is she?"
"..."
The chubby boy stopped peeling the sweet potatoes, and the rest of the roasted sweet potatoes didn't smell good anymore.
Meng Qingluan seemed oblivious to his unusual behavior and continued speaking to herself.
"But your Sister Mei and your Brother Yi are quite a good match. They're a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect couple!"
“You three fell down together just now, you didn’t see it! When your brother Yi saw Sister Mei fall, his eyes were so full of heartache that it almost made people swoon. He was in pain himself, but he rushed to help Sister Mei up.”
Upon hearing this, the chubby boy couldn't sit still any longer and instantly stood up from his chair.
He walked up to Meng Qingluan and questioned her with a gloomy expression.
Is that really true? He fell and was in so much pain that he didn't even look around. Did Brother Yi really go to help Sister Hong?
He thought he saw the two of them getting close. Could it really be as she said?
Meng Qingluan's eyes were clear and her face was honest.
"Really! Why would I lie to you? If I weren't tied up right now, I would have already raised my hands and sworn an oath."
"..."
The chubby boy was so angry he could hardly breathe, his teeth grinding together, and the fleshy parts of his cheeks trembling.
He sat back down in his chair without saying a word, arms crossed.
It's like a wife waiting for her husband, who hasn't come home all night, to return.
Meng Qingluan chuckled inwardly, thinking, "This is going to be interesting."
Before long, Mei-jie and Yi-ge, having finished their meal, returned together. They walked upstairs side by side, chatting and laughing all the way.
Seeing this, Meng Qingluan subconsciously looked at the chubby boy, who was indeed even angrier.
Suppressing her laughter, Meng Qingluan quickly closed her eyes to prevent the flames of war from spreading to her.
"Little Fatty, why do you still have one sweet potato left? I knew you didn't like it, so I specially brought you two rabbit legs."
As she spoke, Sister Hong handed the chicken leg in her hand to the chubby boy.
The chubby boy didn't have his usual smile; he just looked at her coldly, then glanced past him and looked at Brother Yi.
He patted Mei Jie's hand and asked, seemingly out of nowhere.
"Sister Mei, are you pretty because you eat sweet potatoes?"
Mei-jie glanced at him, puzzled, but still didn't notice anything amiss with the chubby boy.
"No way, I've never liked sweet potatoes. They're so bland and taste terrible."
"Then why did you make me eat sweet potatoes! You even told me that eating sweet potatoes can beautify the skin and make you more attractive. Are you deliberately lying to me?"
The chubby boy was spitting as he spoke, clearly agitated.
Mei Jie was stunned by his shout and stood there for a while. She took the little fat boy's hand and walked to the side, lowering her voice.
"I know you've got someone you like lately, which is why you've started paying attention to your appearance. But I'm not lying to you; I'm really telling you to eat sweet potatoes for your own good."
"Since you don't want to eat sweet potatoes, tell me which girl you like. If you like her, I'll tie her up and bring her here so she won't dare not like you."
"Get out of my way!"
The chubby boy pushed Mei-jie away forcefully, pointed at himself, and then pointed at her.
"Who do I like? Don't you know? You clearly know, yet you deliberately acted so intimately with Brother Yi in front of me?"
Mei-jie's eyes widened; she seemed to have discovered something incredible.
Brother Yi hurriedly helped Sister Mei up, who had been pushed to the ground, and spoke with displeasure.
"Little Fatty, just because you like Sister Mei doesn't mean you can restrict who she can eat with, right? Besides, you just like her, you're not her husband, so what right do you have to restrict her?"
"Brother Yi, you..."
The chubby boy looked hurt.
Meng Qingluan was practically bursting with suppressed anger, realizing that all three of them had completely misunderstood.
Brother Yi thought the chubby boy liked Sister Mei.
Brother Yi continued, "Even if we're close, I won't give Sister Mei up to you. I like her too."
"..."
Meng Qingluan: Wow!
So exciting and melodramatic, I love it!!
The chubby boy, unable to bear it any longer, shouted: "I'll kill you!"
The three of them started fighting again. The chubby boy proved to be a promising talent, and eventually he even fought with the other two so hard that they ended up tumbling out of the room.
Upon hearing the three people leave, Meng Qingluan immediately opened her eyes.
Tsk.
She really didn't expect that just a few casual words from her would actually lead to a fight between the three of them.
She's a real troublemaker.
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