Qin Lang asked Dr. Zhou to check the package of herbs, and sure enough, he found out the problem.

Dr. Zhou was both surprised and embarrassed. He was the one who helped Qin Lang sleep with the herbs. If the people around Qin Lang had no problems, then he had already secretly put other things when he gave them to Qin Lang, and he didn't even know that, it was definitely his dereliction of duty.

Moreover, he, a physician of the royal family, had nothing to do with this kind of poison, which was a huge loss of face.

Qin Jiang looked at Qin Lang's completely indifferent expression and felt sorry for him, and vowed to find Li Ji and detoxify Qin Lang.

After the two left, the system asked Qin Lang, "Why did you let this little wolf dog see the paintings your husband gave you? Aren't you afraid that he will turn black and do bad things to your husband?"

Qin Lang shook his head: "No, I'm just a little suspicious of the original plot. The original owner was killed and lost his companion beast, but he took it with him in a hurry, saying that Yuan Qi did it, but I always think there are people who conspired. He drank the separation agent and returned to himself. The accompanying beast was separated from the palace in the palace, and there is no trusted guard guarding his place? Yuan Qi certainly didn’t show up to kill himself, how does the heavily guarded palace deal with the original owner’s accompanying beast? Yuan Qi needs an inner response.”

System: "Oh...but I don't think this little wolf dog will harm you. My favorability rating for you is 100 points."

Qin Lang touched his chin, a little surprised: "So tall?"

System: "Not only him, Yuan Heng's favorability rating for you is 90, Mu Qing's favorability rating for you is 60, and the underage Yuanyou also has 70 points for you. Oh, oh, the old housekeeper also has 100 points for you. Oh!"

Qin Lang continued to be surprised: "how can it be so tall?"

System: "Maybe the old man hides a hot heart?"

Qin Lang was speechless: "How about my little fox, how old is it?"

The system chuckled: "70."

Qin Lang didn't believe it: "Why? My fox is so good, but there is no Yuan Henggao who worships me! Tong, I suspect something is wrong with you."

The system sneered: "I guess it's because you don't have that much. The resentment is too high, so the favorability level stops here. Maybe he will give you a boost for you?"

Qin Lang didn't believe it, so the system showed him Mu Yin's video with Jin Nuo, and how Mu Yin pretended to be drugged after leaving the castle...

Really, if Qin Lang hadn't read it, he might have pretended to believe it.

Qin Lang looked at the gorgeous patterns on the ceiling, and then glanced at Mu Yin who threw him on the big bed, kneeled on his waist and undressed, thinking that the system was probably right this time.

Alas, in order to smack me, my husband is promoting himself and saying that he does not dare to detoxify me casually. Now he even uses it to pretend to be drugged.

Also, the 500-year-old virgin is a bit fierce.

At this time, Qin Lang actually wanted to just lie down and let the fox have a good meal, but if it was unpleasant, he had to say: "Xiao Yin? Wait, what's wrong with you? Take it slow..."

Qin Lang sat up and distanced himself from Mu Yin.

Mu Yin's face was flushed, and her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted, "Lang Lang, I'm uncomfortable, I want you..."

Qin Lang's face changed and changed. He didn't want to see Mu Yin continue to feel uncomfortable, and he didn't want to lie under this delicate young man, "Little Yin, please bear with me first, I will ask Uber to call Dr. Zhou." Saying this at such a time In any case, Qin Lang wanted to beat himself up, and he owed it very much.

Sure enough, the little fox grabbed Qin Lang's hands angrily and pressed him on the soft mattress. Qin Lang was tossed and dizzy.

After kissing Qin Lang fiercely, Mu Yin asked Qin Lang a little aggrieved: "Why not, does Lang Lang dislike me?"

"No..." Qin Lang frowned, "Xiaoyin, you get up first. Didn't you agree before? Xiaoyin, you are a demon. According to your world, you should be superior to mortals. At the kind of party that Jinnuo set up, There are only ordinary doses of stuff, how can you..."

The dismantled little fox said that he turned a deaf ear and set fire to Qin Lang's body. Seeing that Qin Lang's body had been tense, he was unavoidably disappointed and stopped, "Lang Lang..."

With a coquettish and affectionate call, Qin Lang's heart softened, and he was a little hard to say it. His expression was very embarrassed. He looked at Mu Yin from head to toe in a complicated way: "Little Yin..."

Mu Yin looked into Qin Lang's eyes. Although Qin Lang didn't say those words, he read them.

You are thinner than me, much smaller than I look, terribly cute, partial to the weak, you should be the role of "Madame" no matter what. Completely incapable of surrendering me, physically or mentally.

Mu Yin widened his eyes and finally understood completely.

Mu Yin kissed Qin Lang's eyes, Qin Lang felt soft hair hanging down on his cheeks, and also around his neck, it should be Mu Yin's.

It was long silver hair, as beautiful as silk.

Qin Lang looked at the man on his body and was taken aback by that impeccable face.

This is Mu Yin, an exiled immortal who does not eat human fireworks.

He lost all childishness, nobility, indifference. The thin lips looked rather ruthless, but the long and narrow fox eyes were naturally slightly curved, with a faint hint of lightness. As if the facial features were carved by God himself, there is not a single flaw to be found. His indifference and alienation will surely make many people can't help kneeling at his feet and kissing his instep humbly, begging for a little mercy from him.

oooooooo! This really is the correct way for my husband to open it! Qin Lang was so excited that he couldn't say anything, and he was a little surprised by Mu Yin's operation and then looked at him speechlessly.

"Heh," Mu Yin gave Qin Lang a smug look, this expression was only cute before, but now, Qin Lang can fully appreciate the evil hidden in his smile, the evil that belongs to men, "It turns out that Lang Lang is more like it."

Even the voice has changed, becoming colder and more mature, but the cold voice contains a warm and hot tone. Love tone.

"You..." Qin Lang looked at this unfamiliar yet familiar face, but he still didn't fully recover.

"This is how my mana has fully recovered." Mu Yin took Qin Lang's hand and led him to touch his very beautiful abdominal muscles, "Maybe it's because these are two worlds, when I first came here I was imprisoned for a large part of my mana, and spent a part of it, so I looked like I was 200 years old. Originally, I didn't care much about my appearance. , but did not expect..."

Wow! You stupid fox, of course your family prefers your good-looking appearance when you were a child, how cool it is to rub it casually, although I like it too, but I definitely prefer you to be wicked when you grow up!

Stop talking, kiss me, you little goblin!

As if hearing Qin Lang's inner voice, Mu Yin pressed down on Qin Lang again. In a trance, Qin Lang smelled a cold incense, not sure if it came from outside the window or from the person on him.

Qin Lang only knew that the fragrance had been lingering in the room, as if he could still see it, the pink one was sweet.

Qin Lang guessed that it was probably Hu Yaohuan.

In the summer afternoon, the hottest time, there has been a faint movement from the bedroom on the second floor.

The butler was downstairs expressionlessly drinking tea to relieve the heat. The servant next to him looked upstairs and asked, "Steward You, lunch time is over... Are you going to ask Mr. and the others to eat?"

The housekeeper gave him a "Are you stupid" look, can't you hear any voice upstairs, do you want to send people's heads or what?

Butler: "Just do your job."

Servant: "But, my job is to cook for Mr...."

Why do you talk so much? Haven't let you do it yet, won't you be lazy for a while? stupid!

The housekeeper was rather impatient: "Then you go to prepare the ingredients, and send them to the master when they are done. Prepare lightly and prepare more."

"Yes..." In fact, he wanted to ask why, but the butler's expression of "I don't want to beep with you again" made him discouraged.

But the housekeeper made a mistake, because Qin Lang hadn't left the bedroom door all afternoon.

The servant who was cooking had been sleeping for an afternoon, he woke up a little confused, why is the master not hungry, and no one asked him to cook? Or did the master actually go out?

He found the butler again, "Steward You, are you still coming back for dinner, sir?"

The housekeeper looked at him suspiciously: "Sir didn't go out again, why did you come back to eat?"

"Ah?" The servant was a little surprised. "Mr. and Mrs. didn't eat lunch and afternoon tea. Aren't they hungry?"

The housekeeper frowned, very imposing: "Prepare dinner, and replace all the ingredients at noon if they are not fresh."

The housekeeper went to Qin Lang's bedroom once in the afternoon. Qin Lang's health is not very good, Mu Yin looks small and may not be sensible, if he keeps pestering Qin Lang to ask, Qin Lang will probably lose a little.

He was worried about Qin Lang's body, and wanted to remind him politely outside the door. He knocked on the door and before he could speak, he heard Qin Lang growl in a rough voice: "Don't come in!"

The butler wanted to say that I didn't even want to come in. Would your reaction be too big?

Later, the housekeeper asked Qin Lang if he wanted to eat. Qin Lang said that he didn't need it for the time being, and would not disturb him again.

The housekeeper suspected that Qin Lang had taken medicine himself in order to satisfy Mu Yin, who was drugged. He was worried.

It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening, when the summer day had completely passed, and the stars filled the boundless sky, Mu Yin came out of the bedroom.

Yes, it was Mu Yin. He went downstairs to bring some food in person, and then went upstairs to close the door, refusing the very worried old housekeeper to visit Qin Lang.

Qin Lang's expression was ugly, but his face was not as pale as before, but a little rosy, which was nourished by something.

He looked at Mu Yin sitting beside the bed with porridge and pretending to feed him, his expression was even more ugly, he said, "I'm not hungry."

As soon as he returned to the room, Mu Yin, with his long hair and tall figure, said with a smile, "I know, you ate my essence, that is my vitality, the purest spiritual energy, how could I be hungry? But old man he I've been worried that you haven't eaten all afternoon, so we still have to pretend, right?"

Hearing this, Qin Lang's face stinks even more.

Indeed, the experience with Mu Yin was very good, without any pain. His so-called double cultivation, the feeling of soul blending, magnified the physical pleasure countless times.

Mu Yin's consciousness swept across Qin Lang's, entangled with him, the kind of beauty that has never been seen before.

Not at all willing to resist. What I insist on now is just a little face and self-esteem. Although Qin Lang himself enjoyed it very much and said that he could come every day in the future, he was not afraid.

He looked at Mu Yin, who insisted on feeding him porridge, and couldn't help but said, "That smell is from you, right? You can't feel any resistance when you smell it. Can you control people's hearts?"

Hearing this, Qin Lang saw the fox who had eaten the meat with extremely bad feet lowered his proud ears, and felt aggrieved for a second: "Lang Lang, I'm doing it for you too. Do you feel that your legs are a little numb?"

Qin Lang's expression of anger suddenly froze at Mu Yin's half-forced obsession, and he touched his legs with trembling hands.