If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

"Sister Xiang'er, you should have a good rest too." Chu Zeming reached out and dragged Feng Yizheng, who was about to ask something, towards the door, while at the same time gave Situ Yidong a look to "come out and speak".

Afterwards, the beautiful lady, Nanny Chen and others left her room at Meixiang's repeated urging. Seeing that only Liu Xiaomei was left on guard in the room, Meixiang, who could no longer hold on, fell back onto the bed.

"Miss!" Liu Xiaomei put down her tea bowl and turned around. She was so frightened when she saw this scene that her face turned pale.

"I'm fine, just a little tired." Meixiang spoke in time to stop her screaming, "I want to sleep now."

Liu Xiaomei nodded repeatedly, walked quickly to the bed, helped her remove the pillow on her back, and adjusted her sleeping position. Almost at the same moment she touched the pillow, Meixiang fell into a sweet dream.

She touched her forehead gently and heard her steady breathing. Liu Xiaomei finally felt relieved.

After an incense stick of time, Situ Yidong and Chu Zeming gathered in Feng Yizheng's room.

"Tell me, what's going on with Sister Xiang'er now?" Chu Zeming asked softly, holding a tea bowl. Meixiang seemed to be in good spirits, but he always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what the problem was, so he had to ask Situ Yidong to come over to solve the problem, otherwise he would not be able to sleep tonight.

As brothers who grew up together wearing open-crotch pants and fought side by side in Liuzhou Prefecture over the years, the relationship between them far exceeded that of other brothers. Situ Yidong knew that the two of them cared about Meixiang as much as he did.

"This poison is quite powerful. Mr. Dou has used all his strength in the past three days, but he can only wake up Sister Xiang'er."

"So, Sister Xiang'er's poison has not been completely cured?"

"Well, she's still completely unable to move from the neck down."

Hush! Chu Zeming and Feng Yizheng took a deep breath when they heard this. They finally understood what that strange feeling was when they saw Meixiang just now.

"Is there any way?" Feng Yizheng asked anxiously. It was unacceptable to think that such a sunny girl could only lie in bed and move her mouth in the future.

Situ Yidong shook his head with a gloomy expression, "Because we don't know the specific composition of this poison, now Sister Xiang'er can only try it one bowl at a time based on her own feelings."

As his voice fell, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became low, and Meixiang's joy of waking up was gone. The late autumn night outside the window became darker and darker, and the stars hiding in the clouds blinked quietly, trying hard to break free from their restraints and flash out.

"Have you found any clues about the murderer in Fuzhou city in the past few days?" Situ Yidun looked at the rising and falling of the tea leaves in the tea bowl in front of him. He felt like his current mood, floating in the air without direction or destination.

The city gates were tightly closed, people entering and leaving were strictly checked, and teams of soldiers in the city searched the city every two hours. Not to mention the murderer, even ordinary people were like frightened birds, cursing the murderer's ancestors thousands of times.

A good harvest festival was ruined by their actions. They haven't had a full night's sleep for three days and three nights. Not to mention the elderly and children, even the middle-aged people have become national treasures of the 21st century. Dark circles and eye bags are dark and big.

"Now, all the citizens in the city have opened their eyes wide to help find the murderer. I guess they won't be able to hold on for much longer." When Chu Zeming thought of this, the exaggerated expression of the bailiff in the government office who was responsible for reporting when he said this flashed through his mind.

"According to the report from the yamen runners, every time a dog barked a few times, it was reported clearly, and they helped to check it out. Now the whole city of Fuzhou is about to be turned upside down by them." Feng Yizheng finished washing up, sat down on the other side of the table with a cup of tea, and added a few words.

Upside down? Situ Yidong's expression was inexplicably moved. Meixiang had been in a coma for the past few days. He was completely focused on the post station and had no energy to care about other things. He left the task of tracking down the murderer to Chu Zeming and Feng Yizhen.

Now that Meixiang has woken up, he can spare the time and energy to deal with the culprit who caused the accident.

Thinking of this, Situ Yidong couldn't help but raise the question in his mind: "Since the entire city has been searched several times and the murderer has not been found, doesn't this mean that there is a problem?"

"Huh?!" Chu Zeming and Feng Yizhen were stunned when they heard Situ Yidong's question. They had never realized that there was a hidden problem in this.

"What do you mean?" Chu Zeming sat up straight, and his originally confused mind suddenly became clear.

Seeing that Situ Yidong, who was sitting opposite them, had not spoken for a long time, the two of them lowered their heads and began to sort out the matter slowly from beginning to end, trying to find out where the problem lay.

The room was so quiet for a while, with only the three people occasionally feeling the sound of the tea bowls. Outside the window, the wind started to blow, blowing through the leaves, making a rustling sound, and bringing a desolate feeling to the ground.

Autumn is about to pass and winter is about to come.

"Ugh, ugh..."

"Ah, where did this big beast come from? Close the door quickly and stop it!"

"Wolf, wolf is coming!"

......

A burst of noise came from downstairs, breaking the early morning tranquility of the inn and waking up Meixiang and her group who had finally gotten a good night's sleep.

The three people in Feng Yizhen's room didn't know when they fell asleep last night, and they just sat on the table for half the night. At this time, they heard someone shouting "big insect, wolf" and other words in a daze, and they couldn't react for a while.

"Ah, they followed us up to the second floor. Hurry up and report to the master. We have disturbed the distinguished guests upstairs. None of us will survive tonight."

“Yo yo yo…”

Another sound of people falling and horses tumbling could be heard faintly, and the three of them woke up completely. They looked at each other first, and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Situ Yidong raised his hand to wipe his face and stood up. "It seems that Chen San and Fat Tiger have arrived and caused trouble. I'll go down and take a look first."

The two little ones were not a big deal, but the worry was that they might bring back their friends from the mountain without noticing, which would be troublesome. At this time, apart from Meixiang, only he, the officially certified saintly husband, could control them.

Situ Yidun rubbed his forehead and walked out the door.

At this time, the inside and outside of the post station were in chaos. The brave ones were ready for battle with all kinds of "weapons" they could touch in their hands, while the timid ones had already found places to hide.