Mo Jiecheng looked at Ji Wanrong's movements and frowned slightly.
It wasn't until he saw her walking towards a wing in the corner of the yard, the same wing where Lu Zhongfeng was caught and raped on the bed last night, that he suddenly understood.
"Royal Aunt, Chu Yang, please stay in this room and ask a few guards to accompany you. Ji Wanrong and I will be back soon."
After Mo Jiecheng dropped these words, he stepped out of the room with long legs and chased after Ji Wanrong's back.
Ji Wanrong suspected that the wing room was where Lu Zhongfeng lived who appeared at night, otherwise they would not have been there to catch Lin Wenrui and Lu Zhongfeng in bed.
This wing is the entrance, and Lu Zhongfeng's master bedroom is the exit, so you have to go to that wing to find the mechanism to enter the darkroom.
Mo Jiecheng thought and snorted softly. He felt very proud because he felt that he had guessed Ji Wanrong's thoughts correctly.
And that was exactly what happened. When he arrived at the wing, what he saw was the back of Ji Wanrong busy searching.
She first rubbed the dust on the ground bit by bit with her hands, found the corner with the most sand and dust, and then began to observe the nearby mechanisms.
There are also four vases in the four corners of the wing. The vases are not as expensive as the master bedroom and are inconspicuous, so no one noticed it when they came here for the first time.
As for the vase facing the bed, the mouth of the vase is slightly faded, and it looks a little older than the other vases.
So Ji Wanrong slowly stretched his hand to the mouth of the vase, and then slowly turned the vase.
Mo Jiecheng watched Ji Wanrong successfully turn the vase, and his breath froze nervously.
Ji Wanrong was also nervous. She held her breath, turned the vase in her hand to the bottom, and waited for another three seconds, but no mechanism in the room was activated by her.
Ji Wanrong raised his eyebrows in confusion, slowly exhaled a breath, and then heard Mo Jiecheng's voice.
"I see that this vase can be rotated, but why is there no reaction after it is rotated?"
As Mo Jiecheng spoke, he also walked in the direction of Ji Wanrong. He smoothed his sleeves slightly, passed his hands through Ji Wanrong's back, and wrapped them around her waist.
Then his big hand covered Ji Wanrong's hand, leading her to continue turning the vase.
Feeling the temperature on the back of her hand, the person behind her was as hard as a wall, and the breathing wall slowly lowered its head, exhaled hot air, and then pounced on her neck.
"Do you think I've turned it to the end and there's no response? If you turn it again, there will be a reaction?"
Ji Wanrong frowned and said, feeling that Mo Jiecheng was deliberately playing hooligan, she slowly raised her left foot, turned around and stepped on Mo Jiecheng's foot.
Unexpectedly, before she stepped on it, her ears heard a very slight sound, and then Ji Wanrong felt that the secret door under her feet opened.
Ji Wanrong's feet were unstable, and his body swayed. A feeling of weightlessness suddenly hit him, and the two of them fell straight down.
The light in front of him was swallowed up by darkness in an instant. He felt the dull wind blowing on his face, and Ji Wanrong's breathing was a little rough.
Mo Jiecheng still maintained the same posture as before, holding her slender waist forcefully from behind and holding her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his own blood and bones.
It was obvious that he had only fallen for a few seconds, but in Ji Wanrong's blank mind, time seemed to have passed for a long time.
It wasn't until Mo Jiecheng's muffled groan came to his ears that Ji Wanrong's consciousness suddenly came back to reality.
The strong smell of blood came from the tip of his nose. Mo Jiecheng changed his position while he was in the air and used his body to make Ji Wanrong's flesh pad.
So when I came down, I bumped into something and my back was injured.
Thinking of this, Ji Wanrong hurriedly got up from Mo Jiecheng and carefully observed the surrounding environment.
The darkroom is large, about twice the size of the master bedroom just now, and it looks clean and tidy.
Four huge luminous pearls are embedded in the four corners of the darkroom, which can illuminate the entire darkroom without the need for sunlight.
Ji Wanrong did not see Lu Zhongfeng's figure in the darkroom, nor did he see the opening to exit. All he could see in front of him were a few mahogany boxes.
She walked to the mahogany box, opened it cautiously, and saw that it contained water and dried food.
Some of the boxes were empty and their contents had disappeared, while those that were not empty contained a large number of gold ingots.
It seemed that Lu Zhongfeng noticed something strange and moved temporarily, but the move was not finished yet.
Ji Wanrong looked at the rows of gold ingots, shining brightly under the luminous pearls. She frowned slightly, feeling a little surprised.
It's just a little Jing Zhaoyin in the capital, who actually hid so much money in the darkroom.
Where did his money come from? !
Mo Jiecheng was still lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. He originally thought that Ji Wanrong would come to treat his wounds with tears in his eyes and tears in his eyes.
But he saw her walking around the box, frowning, but not giving him a look.
It looked like he had forgotten about him.
Mo Jiecheng gritted his teeth in his heart, and the humming in his mouth gradually became louder.
In the claustrophobic dark room, the man's vague humming made Ji Wanrong remember that there was another person lying on the ground.
She slowly walked to Mo Jiecheng, raised her eyebrows and helped him up, carefully observing the wounds on his back.
The injuries on the back were external, and the bones and internal organs were probably fine. It was because he fell too fast and there were sharp stones on the ground that Mo Jiecheng's back was injured.
Ji Wanrong knew what was going on, so he walked around behind Mo Jiecheng, stretched out his hand to tear open his clothes, took out iodine from the space, and disinfected his wounds.
"Are you still carrying something to clean wounds with you?"
Mo Jiecheng's voice came from in front of him, and Ji Wanrong said without changing his expression: "Yes, I put all the necessary medicines in my purse and carry them with me. This is the training of a doctor."
After saying this, she put the iodophor back into the space, and took out a bandage from the space to bandage him.
The bandage passed through the chest and went around the back. When Ji Wanrong was bandaging, he leaned down slightly and inevitably touched his back.
Their breaths were intertwined.
The dark room was so quiet that you could almost hear the other person's breathing.
Mo Jiecheng was injured and breathing heavily.
Ji Wanrong was thinking when she saw Mo Jiecheng suddenly turning his head to look at her.
Warm lips barely brushed against her cheek, then he smiled evilly and spoke to her in a low voice.
"I protect you like this. I got hurt this time because of you. This can be considered a life-saving grace. How do you plan to repay me?"
