Rong Zebei's eyes flashed and he stared at Rong Yanran carefully for a while. He was sure that the one standing in front of him was his sister, his sister he hadn't seen for two years. His mood was particularly complicated at the moment, but the most was joy: "Yes, I'll go in and check it out for your own good."

Rong Yanran dodged sideways, made a gesture of inviting, and then sprinkled the antidote of the incense on Rong Zebei: "Yes, but the fourth brother can only enter my boudoir with you or other female subordinates."

"That's natural." Rong Zebei was relieved when he heard her say this, and took two female guards to check all corners of the courtyard, and even the room where she slept. After everything was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Zebei looked at Liu Mei’s patient look, and there were a lot of words piled up in his heart, but he just said lightly: “You have a good rest.”

Rong Yanran also replied with a smile: "Fourth Brother, you just came back today, so you should have a good sleep. If you have anything to say, let's talk slowly in the future."

Rong Zebei saw her comforting eyes, nodded and left. Rong Yanran did not go to the secret room to watch the night festival as soon as possible, but waited for a while. When the girls living nearby were asleep, several masters fainted in the courtyard where she was dissatisfied with the fragrance. They were silently swept away by someone with a long rope. Then they curled the corners of their mouths with satisfaction and sneaked into the secret room under the bed.

Ye Ji maintained his posture of lying on the ground, and his voice couldn't help but lowered: "Master, have you changed into a scent again?"

Rong Yanran squatted in front of him and said with a smile: "That's natural. It's too dangerous to use a kind of incense for a long time. It seems that the incense I've studied is quite effective. Even a master like you can only lie obediently at my feet."

She waved her hand and Ye Ji noticed a cool breath coming to her face, and her soft body regained consciousness.

Ye Ji stood up from the ground and looked down at Rong Yanran with a smile: "The master said it is really good, but you obviously made a secret code and asked me to come. You should give me the antidote in advance."

Rong Yanran smiled and said embarrassedly: "I am not considering it carefully today, so I will not make any more mistakes in the future." After Rong Yanran said that, she stood up and saw the well-shaped Night Saint, "I have something to do to you."

"The master gave me the order." Ye Ji said Yun Danfeng Qing, but he was wondering what she really needed.

Rong Yanran restrained her smile and said solemnly: "Night Festival, I want to learn martial arts."

Ye Ji was a little surprised by this request, but his expression and tone were not affected at all, and he could not see the emotions as usual: "Why do the master want to learn martial arts?"

Rong Yanran complained in anger: "I have no choice. I want to protect myself well. Do you know how miserable I have lived in the Seventh Prince's Mansion? There are almost many people there who know martial arts skills, and even a little girl wants to whip me with some kung fu. What's even more annoying is that one time the concubine got sick, and the guard insisted that my blood could cure the disease, and almost killed me. This feeling of being threatened at all times is too painful. I want to learn kung fu, just to protect myself." Rong Yanran said of her bitter history and almost said she cried.

Ye Ji's eyelids twitched, and he quietly watched her exaggerated narrative, and rubbed his temples with a headache: "Your skeleton is not suitable for martial arts. It will be very hard, and it is not as fast as others can learn it."
Chapter completed!