Leng Qinghuan saw that Leng Qingjiao was fine, so he got up and left with Murong Qi.

Because of Zhiqiu's death, the two of them were a little silent for a while, and they didn't say anything all the way.

After returning to the palace to bathe, Leng Qinghuan leaned on the head of the bed, picked up the book "Two Beats" that Zhiqiu gave her, opened it, took a cursory look at it, and was immediately attracted by the story inside.

I just don't know what kind of mystery is hidden in this.

Murong Qi loosely tied his robe, walked up to her, and after sitting down, his two hands slipped into her cuffs irregularly.

Leng Qinghuan was fascinated and leaned into the bed: "Don't make trouble, read a book." ”

Murong Qi looked her up and down, a little puzzled.

Leng Qinghuan was uncomfortable, raised his eyes, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"In the Prime Minister's Mansion today, what is that thing that you felt out of your sleeve? How can it be so bright? And then you put it away without it, and you can't see any light. When you went to bathe, I didn't see anything on you. ”

He still found out.

Leng Qinghuan smiled, turned around and pretended to take out the flashlight from the side of the pillow, and handed it to Murong Qi, as if he was sending a child: "This is what we use to check our bodies, let's take it and play with it." ”

Don't mess with me here.

Murong Qi took it in his hand, looked at it over and over, accidentally touched the switch, and suddenly the light was bright, and his hand trembled in fright, and he almost lost it.

"Where did you get that?" Murong Qi got to the bottom of it.

Leng Qinghuan glanced at the nano ring in his hand, and hesitated slightly: "I heard that it seems to be a foreign thing sold by the Hu people." ”

Murong Qi curiously took it in his hand and played with it. Leng Qinghuan couldn't help but fall asleep after a while. When I woke up in the middle of the night, Murong Qi was not around, and he was still sitting at the table and playing with the flashlight in his hand intently.

Men are always mischievous and curious children.

After breakfast, Leng Qinglang was picked up from Zhuangzi, after all, Zhiqiu served her for a while, and she was the person in front of her, and she should be informed of how to arrange the future.

Leng Qinglang cried and cried, but there was no other request, that is, Zhiqiu died in vain, and begged Murong Qi to invite a few monks to overtake Zhiqiu's soul.

This request is reasonable, Murong Qi ordered to go down, and the steward was responsible for arranging and handling Zhiqiu's future affairs properly.

But in Leng Qinghuan's eyes, he felt that Leng Qinglang was a little coy. After all, everyone knows what the relationship between their master and servant will be. This transcendence is more like overtaking herself, buying a peace of mind

Leng Qinglang cried heartbrokenly, and Murong Qi couldn't ask some things directly, so he called Zhao's mother to ask a few words.

Mother Zhao denied that Leng Qinglang had been out of Zhuangzi in the past few days, and she had never seen Zhiqiu, let alone sent her to ask Leng Qingjiao for the jade pendant.

She also said that the relationship between Leng Qinglang and Zhiqiu had eased in the later period, and Leng Qinglang categorically had no reason to deal with Zhiqiu.

There are indeed many doubts, but the facts show that Zhiqiu's death does not seem to have anything to do with Leng Qinglang.

After Zhiqiu's aftermath was dealt with, Leng Qinglang heard that Leng Qingjiao was sick, so he proposed to Murong Qi that after visiting Qingjiao in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he would return to Zhuangzi.

When Murong Qi faced Leng Qinglang, he would always have a little weakness, lest she talk nonsense, and Leng Qinghuan would see the clues, and he almost couldn't wait to send her away.

Leng Qinglang came to the Prime Minister's Mansion, didn't need to be polite, he went to greet Leng Xiang first, and then went directly to the courtyard where Leng Qingjiao lived.

The fever had subsided, but he was still in bed, in good spirits, and he always had convulsions and shivered involuntarily when he slept. So the mother-in-law around him didn't dare to leave.

Leng Qinglang walked in and shouted, "Qingjiao." ”

Leng Qingjiao raised his face, and when he saw that it was her, he couldn't help but shiver again, and dragged the quilt up without saying a word.

Leng Qinglang sat down by himself, looked at his slightly yellowed face, and raised his hand to touch his forehead: "I heard that you have a fever, are you better now?" ”

Leng Qingjiao tilted his head, dodged, and shrank into the bed.

"What's wrong?" Leng Qinglang was a little surprised: "How can you be so angry with your sister?" My sister is very busy these days and has no time to come to see you, is she angry with my sister? ”

Leng Qinglang shook his head, still silent.

Leng Qinglang looked at him left and right: "Look at your little face has lost weight, I feel sorry for my sister." Is it that these minions in the house look down on people and snub you? You must not get used to them, if anyone dares to be disrespectful to you, tell your sister and see that she doesn't kill them! ”

The mother-in-law who was waiting next to her didn't dare to say anything, and Leng Qingjiao's reaction was even more intense, and her voice was a little sharp: "Don't!" ”

His face was pale, and there was a little horror in his eyes.

These words were originally the words of the Jin family, and even Leng Qingjiao often hung on his lips, intimidating the servants in the mansion, and he often said: "Dare not listen to the words of Young Master Ben, see that I don't let my aunt beat you to death." ”

Today, why is it so abnormal?

"What's wrong with you?" Leng Qinglang asked in surprise: "Did someone scare you?" Why do you look like you're frightened? ”

Leng Qingjiao shook his head.

Leng Qinglang turned his face and asked the mother-in-law who was waiting: "Is there someone in the house who bullied the little master?" Well, why did he suddenly have a fever again? Or were you negligent and let him catch a cold? As soon as my aunt left, you all turned the sky upside down and didn't take us seriously, did you? ”

The mother-in-law didn't expect that she would be innocently affected, and hurriedly explained: "The old slave doesn't dare, the master and the eldest young master have carefully explained, we have always been very attentive to serving the little master, and we dare not slack off at all." ”

Leng Qinglang's eyebrows were sharp: "It's a good thing to say!" Don't I know? The little young master originally had such a lively temperament, but now he is wilting. If you don't give you dog-eyed minions a little color, you will definitely get even worse, and you don't know how to snub him. ”

The mother-in-law was so frightened that she knelt down with a "poof": "Second Miss Mingjian, we will never dare." ”

Leng Qingjiao tugged at Leng Qinglang's sleeve: "I'm fine." ”

Leng Qinglang spared the mother-in-law and scolded coldly: "Get out!" ”

The mother-in-law immediately fled in a panic.

She turned to Leng Qingjiao and preached: "See, people in this world are bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, you must be ruthless to them, they will respect you and be afraid of you, otherwise, a group of minions will dare to ride on your head and make a fortune." ”

Leng Qingjiao looked at her with some fear, and asked hesitantly: "So, disobedient slave, is the second sister going to find someone to kill her?" ”

Leng Qinglang was shocked: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Leng Qingjiao lowered his head again and didn't say anything.

"What do you know? What do you see? Leng Qinglang was a thief with a weak heart, and asked one after another.

Leng Qingjiao hugged his knees with his arms and curled up: "I saw that Qinghua's aunt had killed someone, and she said that she was instructed by you and had no choice but to do so. ”