The stairs of the bamboo building were narrow, and Jun Feise leaned on the railing, and then allowed Feng Xinglan to walk over. When the two were intertwined, the distance between the two was no more than half a foot.

The light fragrance mixed with the aroma of wine lingers through the nose, making Jun Fei look a little dazed.

She stood in the stairwell for a while, then slowly walked into the small hall on the second floor. Then she found that Feng Xinglan was lying on the side of a soft couch where she often slept, with one arm on her head, looking in her direction.

Jun Feise's heart suddenly jumped, almost suspected that he had seen him.

But when he met him, he realized that his eyes were empty and he was not focused on her at all. He seemed to be thinking about things with his head. He even rubbed his eyebrows frequently with one hand. His face became redder and the smell of alcohol became heavier and heavier during his breath. So much so that he had been lying here for only a moment, and the hall was already full of his wine.

Fortunately, the wine is not smelly, otherwise Jun Feise would have the urge to throw him out!

She took a light breath, it was great!

He was drunk here very well, so she saved her from going to Xinglan Palace.

She stood in a corner waiting for him to fall asleep, but Feng Xinglan looked a little uncomfortable. She tossed and turned there, but her eyes closed, but her eyelashes often trembled, and the word "chuan" almost frowned.

Although drunk people often look like this, it always feels a little strange when they appear on Feng Xinglan. After all, he was drunk and quiet, and he lie down and doesn't move, and goes to bed. This time he turned over like a pancake.

Will there be too much medicinal wine for him? Will there be any side effects?

Jun Feise's heart was filled with worries. She actually didn't hate Feng Xinglan very much now. After all, he had difficulties at that time, but she really let go of this relationship and didn't want to have any ties with him anymore, so she was always cold and polite.

She drugged him just to get the news she wanted, not to kill and injure him...

She was thinking when a little bird suddenly flew in outside the window, chirping around Feng Xinglan.

Feng Xinglan was noisy, and he didn't open his eyes, and he bounced his fingers: "Don't make noise!"

A wisp of finger wind swept over, and the bird flew out, and then, the originally open window automatically closed.

Jun Feise: "..."

Feng Xinglan rubbed his forehead there again and muttered: "The head hurts so much-" he turned over and faced in.

Jun Feise sighed inwardly, walked out of the bamboo building in silence, found a secluded corner, took out the notes to send out the sound transmission, and contacted his master.

Emperor Mo Chuan was still easy to contact, so he quickly picked it up. Jun Feise chatted with him for a few words and asked the main question: "Master, can you only drink one or two of the truth wine at a time? If you drink too much, will you be poisoned?"

"Of course." Emperor Mo Chuan said: "One glass is enough! This wine is so expensive. Since one glass is enough, how can I give the other party more?"

Jun Feise silently: "What if he accidentally lets the other party drink too much?"

Emperor Mo Chuan on the other end said with a heavy voice: "This...is not sure, there is no example to testify, but based on the efficacy of the medicine, I guess that if I drink too much, I will wet the bed without knowing it, and at worst, I will become a fool..."

Jun Feise's heart thumped: "No...isn't that serious, right?"

Emperor Mo Chuan seemed to yawn: "It's hard to say, so, Xiao Chongxi, you have to save some money from the wine. I guess, if you have a fairy physique, you can put down a cup of wine, don't waste it for me."

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Chapter completed!