After the words fell, Banlan turned his head to get closer to Jingli, stared at her with beautiful dark eyes, and asked seriously: "You said, your Dingguo General's Mansion didn't even keep my sister, why should I believe you?" ”

Jingli's face was gloomy, and he muttered for a moment, and somehow a trace of weakness and unhappiness flashed in his heart.

"What does the half-blue girl mean, is she unwilling to help us?" The old lady said in a deep voice, and a gray-white shadow suddenly appeared in her cloudy eyes, which was deep into the bones.

The handmaidens around the half-blue gathered tightly on the blades in their hands when they heard this, and their eyes were red, all of which were absolute.

Banlan shrugged his shoulders contemptuously, but he silently disappeared.

"Rumors are from the Seven Star Pavilion's Retreat?" Jing Lihei muttered with a calm face.

......

The maidservants in the Dingguo General's Mansion knelt on the ground with a hula la.

The old lady had a gloomy face, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a long time, she rubbed her temples and sighed, "I can't rely on Banlan, then Ah Li, the General's Mansion depends on you." ”

Now the Dingguo General's Mansion is in dire straits, and the name of the King of Dingbei that has just been sealed has also been taken away, and the old enemies in the DPRK and China are also turning over the old accounts of Jingdui, but fortunately, the Queen Mother did not show her attitude, and they still have room for maneuver.

If the military power is still there, you can raise troops to protect yourself, but this military power was also coincidentally taken away by the Queen Mother.

It is obvious that there is a conspiracy, but who is the mastermind behind the scenes, and the Dingguo General's Mansion has no time to investigate.

Jingli nodded silently, beckoned a few maidservants into the house, and walked out in a moment.

I saw that she had taken off her strong outfit and put on a red gauze dress, and her hair was only gently curled, although everyone was not used to it, they also felt that Jingli was very beautiful.

Walking to the front of the courtyard, Jing Limei glanced coldly, and several girls behind him stepped back and stood aside.

"From today on, I, Jingli, will represent the General's Mansion and enter..." Before he finished speaking, Jingli saw a young man in white slowly walking into the courtyard.

It was like an immortal coming to the world, like a young man in white, but the sword in his hand was stained with blood.

Ning Zhi glanced at the group of people who were prostrate on the ground, and paced and walked by himself.

His ankles were white, and his steps were very light, but when they fell on everyone's ears, they were like thunder.

"What, Miss Li, is this going to sell herself to save the house?"

Ning Zhi suddenly hurried to his steps, and his tone was cold, and his tone was extremely clear.

The hearts of all those kneeling on the ground tightened, and cold sweat poured out. Jingli stared at him fiercely, clenched his fists, but was unusually silent.

"What are you afraid of?"

Ning folded his lips and shook his head, looking a little annoyed. But then, he raised a bright smile as before, and said to everyone, "Do you think this is the end? The best is yet to come. ”

Ning bent his eyebrows and eyes, and his teeth were exposed, and his appearance was pure and innocent. However, the tense atmosphere in the hospital was even more tense when asked this question, and no one answered.

"Right or wrong?"

Ning Zhen couldn't hear the answer, and seemed to be dissatisfied, so he repeated it again. When I asked, a few handmaidens were only in twos and threes, and their voices trembled with an echo:

"Spare us, bypass us, we don't know anything, we don't know anything."

Everyone kowtowed and bowed together.

"Bypassing you? But who has spared me? Ning Zhi said with a smile.

The old lady, who had been silent for a long time, covered her chest, slowly got up and said in a deep voice: "We have no grievances with you... Why do you want to do this? ”

"Is there really no injustice or hatred?"

As Ning Zhi said this, he paced into the crowd. Her eyes flickered, and finally settled on a little maid who was out of the atmosphere.

"Do you know why I have been planning like this for so many years, just to bring down your general's mansion?"

Ning Zhe stopped suddenly, making the little maid almost frightened to lie on the ground, "Slave... The slave doesn't know. ”

"My father Ning Feng and one of his subordinates died tragically on the battlefield because of you old general Jing Dusk; It is also because of you old generals, how many originally happy families have been shattered, and how many children have been forced to beg and wander? ”

Ning Zhen still didn't move, gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Everyone listened tremblingly, and at the end of his sentence, the old lady was first stunned, and then suddenly as if she thought of something, lightning flashed in her mind.

Ning Feng?! It turned out that he was the son of Ning Feng, the deputy general next to the master!

The surname is Ning, they should have thought of it a long time ago.

"Ning Gongzi, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding." Jingli frowned.

"Oh? Misunderstand? ”

The old lady intended to calm down the matter, so she said: "The old man listened to the treacherous words and made a wrong decision, but the old man has the heart to repent later, Ning Gongzi might as well move to the temple of the General's Mansion, where there is still a bright lamp, which was set up by the old man for Ling Zun, and was worshiped day and night, just to pray for the forgiveness of his undead." ”

The air was dead silent and heavy.

After a moment, Ning Zhi chuckled: "Even so, can my father die and be reborn?" ”

"But I will give you ten days, and in ten days I will come again to pay for your life."

Seeing that everyone was surprised, Ning Zhe slowly sneered, "Of course there is a premise, I want to take Ning Zhe away." ”

......

It has been a few days since Rulan escaped from the General's Mansion.

She weighed the little silver left in her purse, but her pretty face was hideous and sinister.

The smoky ghost place of the Dingguo General's Mansion can't go back, but she is at a young and beautiful age, if she goes to be a wife and concubine for the rich, she doesn't want to, but now this is the best way out she can think of.

Just thinking about it, Rulan wandered slowly on the street, and suddenly her eyes flashed, staring straight at the attic called "Seven Star Pavilion".

A faint sandalwood fragrance filled the attic, and the hollow carved windows shone in speckled sunlight, Rulan looked carefully, only to see that the bottom of the attic was passed by a small maid from time to time, but the footsteps were very soft, and the sound of conversation was also very soft.

Yes, why didn't she think that if she could do chores here, it would be comfortable and comfortable.

So Rulan hurriedly walked in with a coarse cloth skirt, and a little maid in front of the attic door gently stopped her, and Fu Shen said softly: "This sister, our Seven Star Pavilion does not entertain guests, please go back." ”

Rulan knew that she was rude, so she hurriedly returned the salute and pretended to be miserable: "The little girl is a child of a good family, and the family has some small money, but a few months ago, the family road declined, and the little girl was unfortunately wandering outside.

The little maid listened, very sympathetic, her eyes were unconsciously full of tears, but she was embarrassed: "Sister, our Seven Star Pavilion..."