Just when Lin Hao was about to send Jing Xiaoman away, he suddenly thought about it.

The queen mother has misunderstood, if I transfer Jing Xiaoman away, wouldn't it be another moth to be born, in that case, why should I do this?

Wouldn't it be nice to let the queen mother continue to misunderstand? As long as Jing Xiaoman and I are innocent?

Thinking of this, his frowning brow suddenly relaxed:

"Xiaoman, do you mind if the queen mother misunderstood?"

"Don't mind, Your Majesty asks this because you want me and Your Majesty to continue acting?"

Jing Xiaoman saw his thoughts at a glance and spoke directly.

"yes, you're not upset, are you?"

Lin Hao still took the trouble to ask more, after all, she is a girl, even if she is an assassin, she is also a girl.

"No, will Your Majesty mind?"

Jing Xiaoman raised his little face and asked softly.

Uh, what kind of eyes is she, so affectionate.

Lin Hao was frightened by her eyes:

"No, no, no, I won't mind, if you have a sweetheart in the future, just tell me, I will definitely let you out of the palace. ”

"Your Majesty is really joking, where else can I go out here? Where can I have the opportunity to meet other men. ”

Jing Xiaoman said something seemingly unintentionally, but in fact, the speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional.

Uh, this Jing Xiaoman is really upright, in a word, poke straight at the lesion.

Lin Hao couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling that he might not have a good time in the future:

"It's okay, it's okay, if you want to go out of the palace and tell me, it's okay, by the way, let's talk about some serious things, do you know the legend of Tianling Mountain?"

Lin Hao, who was absolutely embarrassed, turned around and asked about others.

It seems that the little emperor thinks the atmosphere is weird, and the little emperor still looks a little tasteful.

However, it was only a few points, and for an assassin, loyalty was more important than Aiqing.

Jing Xiaoman thought like this, but still spoke unhurriedly:

"I don't know, I just heard that there are more folk legends about Tianling Mountain, such as heaven-level treasures, these are all heaven-level treasures, if Your Majesty wants to know, you can go to the folk library to take a look." ”

"It's an idea, I know, you go back, no matter what the Queen Mother says, you answer. ”

Lin Hao ran away before he finished speaking.

Haha, this time the little emperor ran away, it seems that the queen mother's ability is really not small.

Jing Xiaoman thought so, and the smile between his eyebrows almost overflowed.

Today's little emperor is very different, not a decisive emperor, but a child who has been urged to marry, there is no sharpness between his words, only nervousness, and even asked her a foreigner about their Tianling Mountain in order to get out.

It's a little cute in the panic.

Jing Xiaoman lowered his head and smiled, turned to leave.

This little emperor is kind of funny.

......

Lin Hao ran outside the palace in one breath, and he looked at the palace gate in civilian clothes, as if he had walked from the edge of life and death.

It's finally out.

He shook his fan and roared in the sky in his heart, and the wind under his feet went towards the private school.

The private school in the imperial city is the court private school, there are countless books in it, with the increase of the national strength of the Great Qianhou State, there are more and more books, and there are more and more readers.

He paced to the door of the private school, and looked at the four big characters "Chaotang Private School" written by Qian Lao himself, and his heart was overjoyed.

He walked around in the private school for a long time, and finally saw the word "Library", the door of the Library, guarded by two scholars, and the window on the third floor was open.

Lin Hao, who has always been low-key, walked around the library, and finally found a blind spot where no one was around, and flew into the library lightly.

Wow! The book pavilion is really not small, it seems that Qian Lao has not lost his blood.

He looked at the dazzling array of books, and finally found a book called "Chronicles of Tianling Mountain" on the second floor according to the classification, and he was about to get it, not wanting to be taken first.

The man was dressed as a disciple, snatched the book and sneered at him, and shook the book in his hand proudly:

"Boy, you're an outer disciple, right? According to the rules, you shouldn't come in, what are you going to read? I took this book first, you are an outer disciple, hurry up!"

"Brother Zhang, you see how stupid he is, I guess I don't even know Brother Zhang's prestige!"

"Tell you to get out of here, and leave before we want to expose you!"

"If a disciple from an outside sect dares to come to Shushuge, he is looking for death!"

The few people behind this Brother Zhang stared at Lin Hao with mockery.

Well, they're looking for trouble? Even if they snatch the book, they even provoke and insult me, is it tolerable!

The calm in Lin Hao's eyes was broken by a hint of chill, and he put away the shaking fan:

"I saw the book first and gave it back to me. ”

"Give it back to you? Are you kidding? This is the Book Pavilion, and if your outer disciples come in, it's a dead word! While we still have good intentions, if we don't plan to expose you, get out of here." ”

"That's it, what are you still forcing here? Do you really think that if you are an outer disciple, you won't be expelled from the sect?"

"Brother Zhang, what nonsense are we talking to him, isn't it just an outer disciple?

The other disciples had just spoken sharply, and the disdain in their tones was almost overflowing.

Look at this kid is well-dressed, but compared to my family, the fan in his hand seems to be very valuable, a little interesting.

Brother Zhang glanced at the book in his hand, and then looked at the fan in his hand:

"Oh, where's my fan? You kid, we kindly let you go, and you steal my fan!"

What does he want to do again?

A cold light flashed between Lin Hao's eyebrows.

But before he could speak, the disciples who heard the shout gathered around one after another.

"Brother Zhang is the only son of the famous Zhang Mansion in the imperial city, and his family has a lot of money, and he is a bully, but unfortunately he has money and can launder his name. ”

"Hey, why did he steal Brother Zhang's fan, who doesn't know that Brother Zhang is a famous scoundrel?"

"It doesn't matter if this fan was stolen or not, it's a dead word for him, an outer disciple, to enter the Library. ”

"Brother Zhang started to be a demon again, a few days ago, he used the excuse that his head was smashed and beat an outer disciple, today's good show has started again, this kid is really lucky, shit luck. ”

Brother Zhang approached the silent Lin Hao step by step, and raised his hand to ask for the fan in his hand:

"Boy, you bring it to me, steal my fan, and return it to me!"

"Steal my fan, it's not something you can admire! Give me my book. ”

Lin Hao opened his mouth coldly, his body shook, and he lightly flashed Brother Zhang's outstretched hand.

Hey, you still dare to hide, okay, just a disciple of the outer sect, you still want to fight me!

Okay, I'll let you see today, how many eyes does Lord Ma have!

Brother Zhang sneered and glanced at the book in his hand:

"You're talking about this one? ”