The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

A drunken Jin Yiwei with some red cheeks said hesitantly, "Sir, okay, it seems to be the backyard?"

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

Thinking of the scene of Feng Mansion and the Imperial Palace being robbed, his eyes were red and his body was shaking a little, and he had a very bad premonition.

Zhang Yuanshan roared, "Why are you still standing there? Copy the guy and catch the thief! If we are still robbed by the thief this time, let's go to the Holy One with our heads high!"

The Jin Yiwei were aroused by Zhang Yuanshan's words and sobered up a bit. 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 Jinyi guards finally found their swords in the corner and were about to run to the backyard. At this time, there was a strong cramping pain in my stomach.

One after another, the imperial guards turned pale in an instant, holding a sword in their left hand and covering their lower abdomen with their right hand.

"Sir, my stomach hurts!"

"Ouch! I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore! I'm going to pull it!"

"Sir, my lord, my lord, I am too. I can't bear it anymore and I have to go to the toilet."

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

......

One after another, the Jin Yiwei covered their stomachs, held their buttocks, and hunched over in a hurry to find the toilet.

Zhang Yuanshan almost fell down in anger, he was furious, "Trash! What use do you have!"

"Guji——"

There was a rumbling sound in Zhang Yuanshan's stomach. His face turned pale in an instant, and all the features on his face were in one place. He didn't care about scolding his men, clutching his stomach and buttocks, he ran to find the toilet.

Suddenly, Magistrate Zhu’s residence became even more lively. The sound of farts, wailing, and chaotic footsteps mixed together, which was extremely pleasant to Feng Jiuyan's ears.

Feng Jiuyan had already teleported up to the big tree in the garden. Looking at the painful Jin Yiwei below, a smile appeared in her eyes.

Humph, you will suffer later!

Feng Jiuyan yawned delicately. The sky was getting darker and the excitement was almost over. It would be better to go back and catch up on some sleep. He stepped into the space, changed his clothes back, and then teleported back to the donkey cart.

Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuli were sleeping deeply. Feng Jiuli spread out her arms and hands, sleeping like a big character. The ugly cat Huahua curled up and lay in Feng Jiuli's arms.

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

Huahua immediately opened her closed eyes, stared at the visitor eagerly, and let out a warning sound. After smelling the familiar scent of Feng Jiuyan, Huahua's hair calmed down. With a "swish" sound, he rushed over and rubbed against Feng Jiuyan. With a whimper, he continued to lie back in Feng Jiuli's arms and sleep. .

Although the new master is good, he is not as good as the little master in front of him.

It's fragrant and milky, and also gives it warmth.

Feng Jiuyan: "..."

"Fool on the wall!" Feng Jiuyan cursed in a low voice.

She looked at Feng Jiuli's bold sleeping posture with a headache on her face. This little brat even occupied her sleeping position.

Family status is clear at a glance.

Feng Jiuyan almost fainted in the toilet without crying.

With Huahua, she is no longer her brother's eldest child.

Just as he was thinking this, there was an unusual noise outside.

"Stab!"

It was the sound of the blade piercing flesh.

What followed was a sound of struggling and rough breathing.

This movement was very small, and could not be noticed among the sounds of snoring one after another.

If it weren't for her keen ears, she wouldn't have been able to catch the unusual movements.

After waiting for about half a cup of tea, the movement outside gradually disappeared. Everything returned to its former peace.

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

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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 white as ghosts.

It’s almost midnight, and there’s no stopping at all.

Every time Zhang Yuanshan came out of the toilet, he wanted to run to the backyard, but every time he ran halfway, his stomach would feel turbulent again, and he could only run back.

Magistrate Zhu's mansion is very large, and the garden is a bit far from the backyard. Therefore, even if there is a lot of movement in the front yard, the guards guarding the backyard only hear a little bit of movement. They all think it is caused by Zhang Yuanshan and others drinking in the front yard. Just movement.

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During this sleep, Feng Jiuyan fell into a dark sleep. It took ten hours for her to wake up.

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

For people who are used to taking a shower every night, suddenly one day they can’t take a shower. Not to mention how uncomfortable they feel all over their body!

Feng Jiuyan washed and brushed for a while, and while it was still early, she took a bath in the bathtub, applied a facial mask, and took care of her whole body. Then she put on clean clothes that were exactly the same as during the day and left. bathroom.

Taking all the clothes to be washed to the washing machine on the balcony, Feng Jiuyan took advantage of this free time to go to the kitchen and chose a bowl of red bean and barley milk porridge, fried buns, and crystal shrimp dumplings for breakfast.

After breakfast, hang up the clothes that need to be dried. Then I leisurely walked around the vegetable orchard behind the villa, picking the vegetables and fruits that needed to be picked, fertilizing those that needed to be fertilized, weeding those that needed to be weeded, and plowing those that needed to be plowed.

After a busy meal, I harvested a lot of fruits and vegetables, and a few more hours passed.

Feng Jiuyan strolled to the medicine garden again and smiled from ear to ear when she saw the thriving purple Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng and other precious medicinal materials.

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

This time, he stayed in space for almost twenty hours. In the outside reality, only about twenty minutes passed.

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

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

After she had eaten and slept, she thought about preparing breakfast for Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuli.

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

She quietly opened the door of the carriage and got down with a pot. They lit a fire with the unused firewood from last night and started cooking porridge.

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

The pigeon meat is minced, and it’s hard to tell whether it’s pheasant meat or pigeon meat.

Add some cooking wine, ginger, and salt to cook. After a while, the fresh and sweet taste of the pigeon came out. The sleeping prisoners were awakened by waves of fragrance.

"Damn it, what kind of immoral thing is cooking before dawn!"