The female general was reborn in the enemy's house? They all die!

Miaoying's shoulder was stepped hard by Song Xuanlin.

But even though she was grimacing in pain, she still remained rational.

I just heard the man call himself a king, so he must be a royal relative.

It seems that blindly resisting will only result in losing one's life.

"Sir, I was originally a prostitute, but I only sold my art and never my body," Miaoying endured the pain and tried to explain, "This man just flirted with me, so I knocked him out!"

"Humph, do you think I'm so easy to fool?" Song Xuanlin increased the strength of his footsteps: "You raised the dagger so high, don't you want to kill him, huh?"

Miao Ying was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes: "Sir, I really didn't lie. He was very strong. I had no choice but to kill him!"

"It seems that you are not going to tell the truth today."

Song Xuanlin shook his head and knocked Miaoying unconscious with a palm strike.

Rong Sheng still doesn't know the extent of his injuries. It might not be a good idea to continue to tangle with this villain.

He quickly tied Miaoying up and threw her to the ground.

The fact that Rong Sheng could disguise herself and go to such a romantic place shows that she is definitely not a simple prostitute.

We will still have to take him back for strict interrogation in the future.

He turned his head to look at Rong Sheng who was lying on the cold floor, and the color in his eyes changed slightly.

He quickly took two steps at a time and carried Rong Sheng to the bed.

At this moment, Rong Sheng's eyelids moved slightly and his lips moved gently, but he couldn't wake up.

Song Xuanlin's face darkened and he quickly checked the wound on the back of her head.

Fortunately, although Miaoying tried to kill him, she lacked enough strength and only developed an egg-sized hematoma on the back of his head without any abrasions or bleeding.

After straightening Rong Sheng's head, Song Xuanlin stared at his pale and calm little face in a daze.

Finally met her.

During the time in the Dali Temple, the judges did not make things difficult for him and his uncle, and he was not very anxious.

Because on his way to the Dali Temple, he had already sent a secret message to the Ming Palace, asking Lu Yue to find Rong Sheng to find a solution.

One reason was that he really couldn't think of anyone more suitable than her, and the other was that he wanted to see her attitude.

But what he really didn't expect was that Rong Sheng not only rescued him and his uncle, but also cured his mother and dealt with the Lu family, the prince, the queen and others.

This kind of talent is beyond the reach of ordinary women.

"Who are you?"

Song Xuanlin couldn't help but hold Rong Sheng's cold little hand, recalling some details that Lu Yue told him after he returned home from the Dali Temple.

Combined with everything that happened before, he was now even more certain that the identity of the Feng family's adopted daughter was most likely made up by her.

She is hiding something, is there something she cannot tell?

"Song Xuanlin...Song Xuanlin..."

Just as Song Xuanlin was deep in thought, Rong Sheng's hand suddenly moved.

He looked up suddenly, but found that Rong Sheng had not woken up.

The nonsense coming out of his mouth might be due to the drugs.

"She...was calling me just now?"

Feeling a little surprised, Song Xuanlin raised his hand and pressed Rong Sheng's fair forehead, trying to calm her down.

But on the contrary, Rong Sheng did not get any better. Not only did she start talking nonsense, but she also grabbed Song Xuanlin's hand on her face and struggled all over.

Immediately afterwards, Song Xuanlin also felt something strange in Rong Sheng's body.

"Why is her skin so hot?" Song Xuanlin felt the temperature of Rong Sheng's hand and his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"This isn't like a drug, it's more like..."

Song Xuanlin looked at Rong Sheng's red cheeks, then turned back to glance at Miao Ying lying on the ground.

The drug in this brothel is not just a simple one, it can even be used as an aphrodisiac? !

His heart sank when he thought of this; this was the first time he had encountered such a thing.

I had only heard before that if you want to detoxify this drug, the best way is to...

Thinking of this, his face turned red.

He immediately rejected this idea in his heart, and after thinking it over, he decided to try soaking Rong Sheng's whole body in cold water.

"We can't delay any longer. If we can't remove this drug in time, I'm afraid her life will be in danger."

Song Xuanlin gritted his teeth and quickly picked up Rong Sheng, who was twisting his body on the bed.

But the accident happened again.

Just as he was about to pick him up, Rong Sheng suddenly exerted force with his arms, put his arms around his neck and pulled him onto the bed.

“Hot… so hot…”

"Song Xuanlin...Song...I am actually..."

"I'm......"

Song Xuanlin was hugged tightly by Rong Sheng and his hands and feet were tied.

He listened awkwardly to Rong Sheng's groans, thinking about how to escape.

But when he heard Rong Sheng's last sentence, he forgot to struggle for a moment.

Staring at the face so close with expectation, Song Xuanlin asked tentatively, "Who are you?"

"I'm......"

"Yes, tell me, who are you?"

"I......"

His eyes opened wider and wider, and just when he thought he was about to get the answer, Rong Sheng suddenly kissed his lips.

"Well......"

It was the first time that Song Xuanlin was forcibly kissed by a woman, and he subconsciously pushed Rong Sheng away.

But in vain.

Rong Sheng had used all his strength to tie up Song Xuanlin.

The hot body was like a furnace, baking Song Xuanlin's heart.

His breathing unknowingly quickened, the girl's soft lips moved slightly, and his head rose and fell.

After a while, Rong Sheng still had no intention of letting go. At this moment, Song Xuanlin only felt his waist stiffen and a strange feeling surged through his body.

He secretly sighed that something was not right and quickly turned his head away with all his strength, only to find that Rong Sheng was licking his lips with satisfaction.

"Song Xuanlin...I am..."

"I am...Shen Yun..."

"I... I am... Yun..." Rong Sheng was still struggling in great pain. His originally fair and tender cheeks were now as red as a burning cloud. "It's so hot... Save me... It's so hot..."

"Who do you think you are?!"

Song Xuanlin looked at the little face that was pressed against his, and his heart was shaken as if a mountain was collapsing and the earth was splitting.

She said she was...Shen Yun?!