Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1200 Dog

Jiang Xiaochuan snapped out of his thoughts and looked around at the layout of the manor.

The front and side gates are the most heavily guarded, with dense electric fences and surveillance cameras.

It is indeed tricky, but not foolproof.

He quickly located an area behind the mansion.

The area was lush with trees, and the surveillance cameras seemed to have a slight, alternating blind spot, and the perceived presence of guards was relatively weak.

Just as the two were about to approach the wall, a black sedan suddenly drove up from a distance and headed straight for the side gate of the Murong residence.

Jiang Xiaochuan clearly sensed that the guards inside and outside the Murong family instantly tensed up.

It was a state of high alert, as if we were preparing to receive a bomb that could explode at any moment.

This unusual behavior immediately caught Jiang Xiaochuan's attention. He signaled Lao Liu to stop and kept his eyes fixed on the car.

The car door opened, and a figure stepped out, dressed unusually conservatively.

With his hood pulled low and sunglasses covering his face, barely an inch of skin was exposed, making his deliberate attempt to disguise himself quite obvious.

However, even so, Jiang Xiaochuan still noticed it.

That aura was exactly the same as the one I sensed in the restroom before—it was Tang Long!

The Huangfu and Situ families searched for him all over the world, but the Murong family secretly took him in?

"What are you standing there for! While their attention is all on the car, hurry up and get inside!"

The sixth brother also noticed the unusual atmosphere, but he was preoccupied with Tang Ran's safety and had no time to investigate further.

Seeing that the guards' attention was drawn to the car, they urged Jiang Xiaochuan impatiently.

"Save Tang Ran first."

Jiang Xiaochuan made up his mind, quickly circled around to the weakly defended section of the wall in the backyard, and using the old locust tree as cover, he flipped over and jumped over, with Lao Liu following closely behind.

The interior of the Murong family compound was larger than I had imagined. Under the cover of night, ancient trees stretched as far as the eye could see, their branches intertwined.

Only a few streetlights emitted a faint glow, casting shadowy and indistinct images of the scenery.

Just as Jiang Xiaochuan was about to find out Tang Ran's location, he heard a "slurping" sound.

Old Six was sticking his butt out, his nose twitching like he was having a seizure, and his head swaying left and right, which was especially clear in the quiet night.

"Are you a dog?"

Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but glance sideways and mutter a complaint under his breath.

"Pah! You don't know anything!"

Old Six straightened up, rolled his eyes, and said, "This is what I call professionalism! When I'm exploring ancient tombs or secret realms, I rely on this nose to detect traps and poisonous gases and to orient myself!"

"A qualified tomb raider must hone all his senses to the extreme. His nose must be able to smell the aroma of wine from three miles away, and he can also smell the fragrance of a beautiful woman!"

Jiang Xiaochuan raised an eyebrow, thinking that this guy was probably bragging, but he didn't call him out on it.

Just then, Lao Liu suddenly stopped what he was doing, twitched his nose twice, his eyes lit up, and his finger pointed precisely in the northwest direction.

"Over there! There's that pretty boy's flashy perfume, and my wife's cool fragrance."

Jiang Xiaochuan got goosebumps all over, but Lao Liu would never joke around at this time, so he simply followed the direction he pointed and sneaked away.

In the central area of ​​the Murong family estate, an artificial lake appeared in the night, its surface shimmering and reflecting the lights on the shore.

An octagonal pavilion stands in the middle of the lake, its exterior draped with layers of white gauze that sway gently in the night breeze, exuding a hint of ambiguity.

Through the gaps in the swaying gauze curtains, two figures came into clear view—it was Murong Jin and Tang Ran.

At this moment, Tang Ran's situation was clearly not right.

She tried to stand up by supporting herself on a pavilion pillar, but her body swayed violently. Finally, she slid back down weakly, her back pressed against the cold stone pillar, her limbs feeling as if they had no bones.

This demeanor was completely different from his usual icy demeanor; only his eyes remained as cold as knives, as if he wanted to kill the person in front of him with his gaze.

However, when the medication took effect, her eyelids felt incredibly heavy, and her eyes were filled with a hazy, watery light.

Instead, it revealed a breathtaking fragility and stubbornness, which further aroused Murong Jin's desire to conquer.

"You know what? I really didn't want to get you this way."

Seeing that Tang Ran had already fallen for his trick, Murong Jin's usual gentle and refined mask completely fell away, revealing a near-manic possessiveness surging in his eyes.

"What...what did you use on me?"

Tang Ran tried to stall for time while gathering her inner energy, but no matter how hard she tried, her limbs felt as heavy as lead and she couldn't control them.

Moreover, an inexplicable heat was tearing at her reason.

Murong Jin seemed quite satisfied with her current state and made no attempt to hide it:

"Have you heard of 'Spring Breeze Powder'? It is colorless, odorless, and extremely light. When dispersed in the wind, it enters the air without being noticed by anyone."

He chuckled, "By the time you realize it, it's already deep inside you, and it's too late."

Tang Ran's pupils contracted slightly. She did indeed know about this kind of drug, and now her guess was confirmed. Her heart sank.

"So... all this time you've been leading me around in circles, actually... just waiting for the drug to take full effect?"

"It's too late to know now."

Murong Jin chuckled, "I know you are a descendant of the Tang Clan, and the most outstanding successor of the Tang Clan in recent generations, with unparalleled skills in using hidden weapons and poisons."

"Ordinary sleeping pills can't fool your eyes, so I specially prepared this Drunken Spring Powder to make you fall for it without even realizing it."

He looked around at the secluded pavilions surrounded by the lake and chuckled, "See, isn't the place I chose for us nice? Absolutely undisturbed... a perfect spot for our wedding night."

"You... you have some nerve."

Tang Ran's breathing grew heavier and heavier, her eyelids almost closing. "Aren't you afraid of Yan Lü's retaliation?"

"Afraid? Of course I'm afraid."

A hint of apprehension flashed across Murong Jin's face, but it was quickly replaced by infatuation. "But what can I do? I love you too much! You won't give me a single chance!"

"Originally, since you were always with the Flame Tribe, I still had some chances to get close to you, but ever since I was expelled from the Flame Tribe, I knew that I had no chance!"

He bent down, looking at Tang Ran who was being picked at will, and reached out his fingers to gently pinch her chin.

"Actually, when I went to find you, I was still having second thoughts and hesitating about whether or not to do it."

"But when I saw you wearing this white cheongsam today, looking as beautiful as a fairy who doesn't eat the food of this world... I didn't care about anything else."

As he spoke, Murong Jin's hand slowly slid down Tang Ran's cheek, his eyes brimming with greed.

"I only want you, and I'll get you no matter what it takes!"

"Go away!"

Tang Ran abruptly turned her head away, avoiding his touch.

But the roar was so faint, like the buzzing of a mosquito, that it did nothing to stop Murong Jin's actions.

"Yan Lü will never let you get away with this!"

Tang Ran bit her tongue, the sharp pain briefly restoring her clarity. "For your momentary lust, the entire Murong family will be dragged into utter ruin!"