Shuangmuzi has been cultivating for more than half a month in the hanging tower of the sea of flowers, but he is in a daze at the sea of flowers every day, lying on the soft couch and sleepy; No expressions, no words.

"Muzi, it's time to take medicine." The dark spirit came with a black potion.

Shuangmuzi leaned on the soft couch, her expression was dull, her mind was thoughtless, and she didn't know where to think.

The dark soul put the medicine bowl on the side of the soft couch, every day, the medicine is placed, and the frost wood will also take it, but he never says a word.

"I'm going back." Shuangmuzi suddenly spoke.

"If you want to go back, we'll do it tomorrow." The dark soul wanted to go out, but he saw that Shuangmuzi had spoken for the first time for more than ten days, and after these days of recuperation, Shuangmuzi's body gradually improved, and it was good to return to Yanyulou.

"Is that him?" Shuangmuzi didn't have any imaginary expressions, just in a trance.

"What?" The dark soul is not known to Frost Muzi.

"Kid." Frost Muzi means something.

Although Song Gongzi's palm was heavier, "The dark soul thought that Shuangmuzi had always been, mistakenly thinking that he had slipped a tire, which was what Song Jingran pointed to in that palm; Song Jingran's palm was a tire gas, but after his own conditioning, it was obviously better, but how could it be, suddenly like this, and the dark soul has not been clear.

Shuangmuzi's eyes were slightly closed, clenching her teeth tightly, making an expression that she didn't want to listen to anymore, since her, the slippery tire is related to Song Jingran's palm;

Seeing that Frost Muzi was like this, the dark soul also retreated out of the shadows. A black shadow flashed outside the building, and I saw Song Jingran standing outside the building with his hands in his hands.

"Subordinates, see the young master." The dark soul stepped forward and signaled that she didn't know what to do with Song Jingran about what happened to Shuangmuzi, putting aside their mastership, she did hate him for Shuangmuzi, but she couldn't do anything for them.

"How's it going?" Song Jingran said coldly as always.

The dark soul said with a solemn face, "Frost Girl wants to go back to the Smoke and Rain Building. ”

"It's okay to go back, the army has fluctuated recently, and I will be busy for a while, and I will send the dark spirit over at any time." Song Jingran sighed secretly in his heart, it was rare for him to give such detailed instructions.

The dark soul bowed his head and said, "My subordinates understand. ”

"Take care of her." No matter what the reason is, Song Jingran still cares, Shuangmuzi or Lin Xuan'er.

The dark soul glanced at him meaningfully, and replied lightly, "Yes." ”

Song Jingran came occasionally, but he just looked outside the building, he didn't know how to face it, he questioned why Shuangmuzi slipped tires, and he blamed himself for not letting Shuangmuzi suffer; His heart ached that the child was gone; In the dark room of the Pear Flower Pavilion, Gao Jin sat at the table, and Song Jingran held his hand aside.

Song Jingran said coldly, "King Beiliang is terminally ill, and if you want to come, you won't be able to last long." ”

"I know that although our soldiers and horses are strong, compared to the army of the King of Beiliang, I am afraid that they are still lacking." Gao Jin sighed melancholy.

"After all, we have a limited space to conduct our troops, and in the mountains of Lihuagang, we can no longer enter the army, and if we can't find a field again, our army can only expand here." Song Jingran has been stumbling to find a hidden venue recently;

Gao Jin said solemnly, "I'll try my best to find a way." ”

Song Jingran also nodded solemnly, and their plan was to regain their own country. Gao Jin has always been a gentleman, and in the eyes of others, this also conceals his true ambition.

And Song Jingran's disguised role is to use a businessman to curry favor with a prince in every possible way to facilitate the operation of business; But he never socialized with other officials, which also avoided the suspicion of others; Yan Yongyan has a wide range of contacts, and everyone knows that he only does things with money, and no one doubts it.

"By the way, you've seen Xuan'er recently?" Gao Jin has been busy with the military, and it seems that he hasn't seen Shuangmuzi for a long time.

"I heard that my health is not very good, and I have been resting." Song Jingran lowered his eyes, as if he was hiding his dodgy eyes, and he didn't want Gao Jin to know about the matter between them, he just wanted to deal with it himself, but he didn't have the courage to explain.

"You take care of her more, no matter what, there is only her left in the Lin family." Gao Jin has never forgotten his guilt for the Lin family.

"Don't worry, there's a dark spirit." Song Jingran's expression was a little gloomy.

Gao Jin sketched the corners of his mouth, nodded, and the two chatted for a while, and then hurriedly dispersed.

Shuangmuzi returned to the Yanyu Building and went directly into the East Courtyard. The dark soul helped Shuangmuzi pack up his clothes, and suddenly grabbed a hard object in his hand, picked it up and looked at it, a delicate bag; A light fragrance enters the nose, but with a hint of peculiar smell.

Shuangmuzi leaned on the soft couch, and saw that the dark soul had been staring at the bag, and it seemed that something was wrong, so she asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?" ”

"Muzi, you have always carried this bag?" The dark soul also looked at Frost Muzi curiously.

"Questions?" Frost Muzi didn't know what the dark soul meant.

"Oh, this smell is strange, it's better to wear less." The Dark Spirit hid her dodgy eyes with a smile, she wanted to do it, but she really wasn't fit to lie.

"Got a problem?" Shuangmuzi has been with the dark soul for a while, how can he not see the cover of the dark soul.

The dark soul hesitated for a moment, and in her opinion, she also had the right to know about Frost Muzi, so she walked to Frost Muzi's side again, gently opened the sachet, and took out a bag of sachets, only to see that the sachet was sprinkled with a layer of white powder on the outside.

The dark soul put the sachet under his nose and sniffed it, and looked at Frost Muzi with a solemn face, "It's mixed with a little musk powder." ”

Shuang Muzi looked at the dark soul in surprise, her jade hand was tightly clasped in the palm of her hand, and Yu Zixia's beautiful smiling face appeared in front of her, did she know that she was pregnant, or deliberately wanted to damage her body.

The dark soul of "this bag" could also guess where this tip came from, but in order to be sure, she still listened to Shuangmuzi's answer.

"Let's keep it for now." Frost Muzi didn't intend to tell the dark soul that the bag was from Yu Zixia's hand, and she wanted to find out for herself what Yu Zixia's intentions were.

The dark soul didn't ask either, maybe it wasn't time to say it yet.