Situ stood slightly close to the wooden door, listened carefully to the movement in the side lady's room, and vaguely heard Shan Xing's voice coming in a low voice:

"Mrs. Fang, you can go to bed early after drinking Ningshen tea, Shan Xing is waiting by your bedside, don't worry, there is also a sturdy grandmother watching the door outside the room, you don't have to worry about not being able to sleep like yesterday, go to sleep."

But he didn't hear any other words, and he thought about which lady Leng was already asleep.

After listening to Shanxing's words, Situ knew that they didn't rush to Mengba County yesterday, and the matter was scared when the side lady rested last night, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty, thinking that it would be good to rush over the first night, but it was also confirmed that this side lady and the mountain apricot girl were safely staying in the room.

Situ stopped listening, and went straight downstairs to check on the guards, and found that the two soldiers who had been arranged were standing on the stairs with their backs to each other, one facing the entrance of the first floor and the other facing the exit of the second floor, their eyes blazing.

Situ saw that this Fulai Inn was very safe, so he didn't bother with it, and turned back to his room directly, although he still had a slight difference from the scene just now, but he didn't think much about it, and lay down and fell asleep in the fog.

Just a dozen steps away from the "Laifu" inn, there stood a gray-black two-story earthen walled house, above the thin and upright gate on the first floor, two gray-white lanterns swayed with the wind of the suburbs like weeping, and although the candles inside were not very bright, they also burned out two large holes in the very dark ink night.

Leng Qingqiu was dressed in a nocturnal jet-black scarf, and even had an ink-colored hood on her head, the brim of the hat was wide and drooping, covering her eyebrows and eyes, and the lower half of her chin was cleverly wrapped around a navy blue scarf, which seemed to be to cover the wind and cold, this scarf was covered to the end of the bridge of the nose, and then upwards to cover the pair of bright eyes.

Although the distance is not far, Leng Qingqiu is also moving forward quickly, but once the private Taoist priest in the middle of the night is discovered, it is not just a simple matter as being an abandoned woman under Ling Xingyue's recess, and it is even very possible to lose his life, and it is very likely that the whole family will be implicated with such serious consequences.

Things are also coincidental, Leng Qingqiu quietly stayed in this inn for a day and a night with Shan Xing and a little servant from Lingwang's mansion, and he didn't realize that there was such a superb person in this "Laifu" inn, maybe because Leng Qingqiu had been eating in the room in order to reduce trouble, and did not go downstairs, plus, Leng Qingqiu was not very happy in the past few days, so he was even more reluctant to care about things outside the room, let alone think that in the room not far away, There is such an old way to live.

Leng Qingqiu originally thought that a few days ago, Ling Xingyue got the holy will, so that he could return to Beijing, and there was something important to discuss, she thought that Ling Xingyue would not take her back to Beijing with her anyway, first of all, the will and mentioned her Leng Qingqiu one word, otherwise, the person who sent the will would definitely let her kneel down to listen to the order, since she was not called to listen to the training in Zhengzhong Mingtang, then it seems that this time the matter is only the matter of the little prince, so she has not made any preparations to travel at all.

But no one thought that after Ling Xingyue arranged for Steward Liu to deal with the matter that night, she would come to the small courtyard of Leng Qingqiu, which was also a rare thing in the nearly a year since she arrived at the "Lan Ke" ranch.

That day, Leng Qingqiu was standing silently under an old tree alone, not knowing what to think, she had been in recent days, and somehow, she liked the old cedar tree in her small courtyard with some old and decrepit branches, and the sun had already followed the Pleiades to the northwest, and was struggling to lower the sunset a little more, so that they would appear later, not to rob it so quickly.

The two cyan gates in the small courtyard suddenly "squeaked", and suddenly opened, Leng Qingqiu's eyebrows condensed slightly, and he frowned slightly, but he didn't turn around, just said in a slightly dry tone:

"Shan Xing, who is so unruly that he entered my courtyard without passing the word?!"

After speaking, he looked cold again, stood under the tree with his head slightly up, turned his back to the small courtyard and closed his eyes slightly to see the sun that was about to be obscured by the sunset, and the long faint shadows behind him spread and stretched with the fall of the sun.

After waiting for a while, but not hearing Shan Xing's answer, Leng Qingqiu frowned strangely, and turned around, but saw Ling Xingyue quietly standing still in his small courtyard, Chang Xin was standing, the breeze was gentle, and the robe's belt was undulating and swaying, seeing Leng Qingqiu looking back at herself, Ling Xingyue smiled quietly, and the light wind was so light that it was almost transparent and fragile.

Leng Qingqiu's body shape is certain, a little clear, there is a faint flush on his cheeks inexplicably, the cold wind passes, and a burst of fragrant green bamboo breath lingers and invades the nose, Leng Qingqiu looks down the wind, but finds that his figure was actually cast into Ling Xingyue's arms by the sun that was about to fall, and his shoulders and neck just seemed to be included in his arms by some softness.

Although the noisy and strange sounds in Ling Xingyue's small courtyard last time when the moon was full, Leng Qingqiu had already further doubted this Ling Xingyue in the current palace, but she was still not sure after all, the occurrence of strange things again and again made Leng Qingqiu have more and more doubts and puzzles about the "prince" in front of her.

But when Ling Xingyue in front of him still had the familiar fragrance of green bamboo, Leng Qingqiu subconsciously began to defend him in front of him again, but this defense further aggravated Leng Qingqiu's doubts and doubts, if he was so for him, which prince in front of him defended it, it means that even he can't convince and deceive himself, and the prince in front of him is the former Ling Xingyue who only has himself in his warm eyes.

"Qingqiu, I will leave for the capital tomorrow, you go with me, let Xiaoyu pack up all your belongings for you tonight, you don't need to bring more, we are in a hurry on the road, you just need to bring some belongings."

After all, Leng Qingqiu is also the only royal family member in the Ling Wangfu, so when the half-clear and half-secret will was transmitted to the gate of the Ling Wangfu, Leng Qingqiu's personal maid Shan Xing also quickly got a little news from the little six sons at the door.