The Dominance of the Son-in-Law: My Wealthy and Beautiful Wife

Chapter 411 - 411: Because I Know the Medicine King!

"Uh, listen, if someone comes, just scream for help."

Qin Feng said.

No other way.

That's all that can be done now.

The compartment quieted down again.

It's late at night now, very few people would come this way.

The three of them were also unbearably tired.

Jiang Ziqiu lay on the bed to rest.

Qin Feng and Dong Haimei were tied up together, still face to face, which was already quite an intimate posture, but now lying down, it made Dong Haimei blush even more.

At this moment, Qin Feng couldn't help but move, seeming to touch something.

"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, it was a reflex..."

He hurriedly apologized with a pained expression.

Dong Haimei's face turned so red it looked like it was about to drip water...

Lying on the other side, Jiang Ziqiu, realizing what they were saying, was so angry his eyes turned green, and shouted, "Qin Feng, I warn you, if you dare to take advantage of Hai Mei, you're dead, Red Dragon Villa won't let you off!"

"Can you blame me? My hands and feet are all tied up." Qin Feng smiled bitterly.

Dong Haimei, too embarrassed to show her face, told Jiang Ziqiu to shut up.

The three of them spent the night like that.

The next day.

It was almost time to get off when finally a train attendant passed by.

Jiang Ziqiu shouted for help, full of frustration.

He couldn't take it anymore.

To think that the woman of his dreams, who he could not have, was tied up and slept with Qin Feng for a whole night, made him go crazy.

Finally.

All of their ropes were untied.

Qin Feng stood up and stretched comfortably, saying, "I'm so tired..."

Damn!!

Jiang Ziqiu wanted to stab him with a knife.

He had taken advantage all night and still said he was tired, was this something people would say?

"We need to find the 'Drunk Life and Dream Death Wine' as soon as possible." Dong Haimei said, "Otherwise, in another day when the drug's effect fully spreads throughout the body, that cultivation is likely to be completely ruined."

"Hard, Drunk Life and Dream Death Wine is too rare."

Qin Feng said.

He was also curious where that old man had bought this kind of wine.

As far as he remembered.

It takes a large amount of Spiritual Medicine for the Medicine King to brew a pot.

"Then let's go to Wealth God Inn first! There are many rare and exotic treasures exchanged there, we might find it." Dong Haimei said.

"I'm not going, you guys go ahead!" Qin Feng said.

"Why?!"

Dong Haimei was slightly taken aback.

Even if Qin Feng's cultivation wasn't high, losing it should still be a great pity, didn't he care at all?

What she didn't know.

Qin Feng's body could neutralize all poisons, that level of poison, he hadn't even taken to heart.

The reason he kept pretending to have no cultivation.

Was just to prevent too many people from discovering his special physique.

Of course.

There was also a little reason, being tied up with Dong Haimei, felt quite nice.

Especially when he saw the resentful eyes of Jiang Ziqiu, his heart felt even better.

Additionally.

The train would stop at Shamen City. Publicationcourtesyof*.

Setting out from Shamen City, one could also reach Tamu Desert, there was no need to go to Wealth God Inn in Yellow Sand City.

And.

He didn't dare to go.

Because the proprietress of Wealth God Inn was one of the few people who knew that he was "Emperor Qin", who once insisted on spending five hundred billion for him to take her daughter.

Therefore, he absolutely couldn't go to Wealth God Inn!

After getting off the train.

Qin Feng said goodbye to Dong Haimei.

A trace of reluctance flashed unnoticeably through Dong Haimei's eyes.

Don't know why.

When she first learned that her first kiss was taken by Qin Feng and later investigated that Qin Feng was a useless man who couldn't leave his doorstep, she was filled with sorrow.

Now.

Having interacted with Qin Feng along the way, she felt very relaxed.

It was a mental relaxation.

Interacting with others always requires one to be thoughtful, to ponder the implications of their words, to observe their behavior, and analyze their psychology, being cautious almost all the time.

But communicating with Qin Feng is different.

He is not insincere; he is very real.

Talking with him, chatting, is very relaxing and natural, and dining with him is also a pleasure.

"Hai Mei, let's go! We need to hurry to the Wealth God Inn to find Drunk Living and Dreaming Death Wine."

Jiang Ziqiu couldn't bear to see Qin Feng another moment and urged her to haste.

Dong Haimei, however, ignored him and said to Qin Feng, "By the way, you haven't told us why you came here.

"I would say sightseeing, but you definitely wouldn't believe that."

Qin Feng said with a smile.

Dong Haimei laughed and said, "Okay, then I won't ask. Take care on your journey."

Indeed.

Chatting with him is very easygoing.

Other people might deceive themselves, might hide things.

But his way of responding was very straightforward.

Seeing Hai Mei smile because of Qin Feng made Jiang Ziqiu feel even more uncomfortable.

After bidding farewell,

Qin Feng took his parrot and headed towards the desert.

After half a day, he finally arrived at the edge of the desert, then asked the parrot, "Do we enter from this direction?"

"No, no!"

The parrot flapped its wings in the air.

"..."

Qin Feng was speechless.

He had finally made it here, only for it to say no?

"Then where should we enter?"

Qin Feng asked again.

The Tamu Desert was too vast; if he couldn't find the direction, that would be problematic.

The parrot flew a large circle against the sun.

But still indicated it hadn't entered from here.

Qin Feng was puzzled.

At that moment, he spotted the old man from the train before, also heading this way.

"Is it you?"

Qin Feng's brow furrowed, "Didn't you leave last night?"

"I just left the dining car, not the train. They mistook that I left the train, hahaha... Otherwise, I'd have to look for another train, which would be a hassle! So we still came on the same train."

The old man said with a laugh.

At the same time,

He looked at Qin Feng with a strange expression, "Didn't you also get poisoned? How come you still have cultivation?"

"Uh, I have Drunk Living and Dreaming Death Wine too."

Qin Feng had to lie.

He did not want this mysterious old man to notice his special constitution.

"Really?!"

The old man's eyes lit up, hurrying over, "Where did you buy it? Quick, sell me some, name your price, I just want the wine!"

Qin Feng noticed the old man's addiction to alcohol, turned the corner of his eye, and said, "I don't have it on me right now, but I can give you a pot later. As for the price... just let me take a look at your fragment of the Heavenly Map, and that will do."

"You've got quite the appetite! Do you have any idea how many people are coveting the fragment I have with me?"

The old man said.

"I don't know, but if it's inconvenient for you, then forget it. I won't force anyone against their will."

Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders.

He believed the old man would definitely agree.

Because in this world, there are two addictions that are the hardest to quit: gambling and drinking.

This old man clearly had a drinking addiction.

As expected.

As soon as the old man heard this, he weighed his options carefully and then said, "Then how can I believe you?"

"Because I know the Medicine King! I'll ask her to help brew a pot for you later."

Qin Feng said.

The old man still didn't believe it.

How could Qin Feng, an Inner Strength Martial Disciple with such a low level of cultivation, look like he knew the Medicine King?

"Have you ever seen the Medicine King?" Qin Feng asked.

"Nonsense, of course, I've seen her."

"Then let me ask you, does she have a quirk where she always likes the idea of 'an old cow eating tender grass'?" Qin Feng asked again.

"…Correct."

"Then take a look at this."

Qin Feng said and took out a small scroll of letter paper to show the old man...