In the past few days, she has allocated the orange moon to He Youran. She felt that since Si Zheng seemed to be dying soon in their eyes, the Zhu Fu family would not be in a hurry to make any moves at this moment, so they took Si Zheng out of the house alone today.

Orange Moon is not there, Jiang Linglong simply does not comb her bun, if she is not serious, she is dressed simply on weekdays, with a little powder on her face, and the light blue hairband in her hand is tied at the back of her neck, and her forehead hangs a little, but she looks a little like a female gentleman and a doctor, dusty, elegant as the moon.

The purpose of her shopping with Si Zheng in the market is very clear, that is, to see if there are anything similar to needles, and they need to be hollow.

After shaking around the east of the city without gain, seeing that Si Zheng was a little weak under his feet, he took him to the nearest sugar water shop. The shop is not big, and there are only a few places to sit, but fortunately, there are no guests at this time, and after they sit down, Jiang Linglong asks Si Zheng to take off his boots.

"No one is looking, how can it be twisted and pinched." She laughed at him as she reached out and took off his little boots and pressed his heel through the side of the stocking, "How's it going, isn't it better?" ”

Si Zheng's face flushed and nodded. He couldn't stand up from just now, standing next to her and waiting for her to ask someone else, he kept shifting his weight from side to side, and the soles of his feet were sore and painful. But he didn't say a word when he was tired, so he followed Jiang Linglong in a muffled voice, wherever she went, he would go, holding Jiang Linglong's index finger with his little hand outside, and he didn't leave for a moment.

"I'll talk about it next time I'm tired." After she finished pinching, just as the sugar water was also on the table, she asked Si Zheng to put on her boots, scooped two spoonfuls of sweet bean curd for him with her free hand, and put them in front of him.

"Sister Yutu, is it possible that without the needle you said, you can't move the knife?" He didn't rush to eat, but obediently took the two glutinous rice fruits that Jiang Linglong gave him on the bean curd and divided one into her bowl. He was small, so he naturally sat on the side with Jiang Linglong, and deliberately lowered his volume when he asked.

"Unless you don't feel pain." She has always been direct in this regard.

“…… I don't want to die. ”

"No, it won't." She hugged the child in her arms, "I've only been looking for two or three days, and there are many good things, there is always a way." Don't worry, eat something delicious first, it's definitely much more delicious and fresh than what you usually eat. ”

On the other side, Si Qi Siluo has to train every day, and the only people who are always in the house are Si Qin and the second son, Si Xian.

Compared with the two generals' sons, Si Xian is much more lively and delicate. Like the occasionally revealed version of the old fox Si Qin. For Jiang Linglong's neat reaction and words in the court, he was as pleasantly surprised as Si Qin. In particular, her concerns were confirmed to be accurate.

Si Qin was discussing with several scholars in the study.

He waited.

After it was over, he entered the study and saw Si Qin Yiran drinking tea contentmently. Out of the corner of his eye, the eighth prince caught a glimpse of his second son coming in, and the corner of his mouth smiled imperceptibly.

"Father." Si Xian saluted respectfully.

"Xian'er, what's wrong?" The prince narrowed his eyes, and he already knew it.

"Erchen wants to go to Luohe together."

Sure enough, the old prince was not surprised at all.

"You haven't given me an explanation about your friendship with King Cao, and you still want to go in and out with your sister?"

"Long'er is smart, but simple-minded, if I am not here, can my father rest assured?"

"Haha," Si Qin raised his eyebrows, and his laugh was tough, "You kid can say." ”

"Father knows how many people want the tiger talisman in her hand and the life of Xiao Wang." He made another cup of tea for Si Qin, "The child has to go." ”

"You kid, what you decided early in the morning, can the old man stop it?" Si Qin said kindly, and also made a cup of tea for him, "Qi'er and Luo'er have been on the battlefield for a long time, and they are used to seeing life and death and deceit, but it is you, among my sons, you are the purest in mind," he sent the teacup to Si Xian, "but he is also the most ruthless." ”

Si Xian didn't mind such an evaluation at all, but said, "So Erchen is the most suitable person." ”

"You." Si Qin raised his hand to urge him to drink tea, "It's not dishonest at all." ”

Si Xian took a sip of tea obediently, and the fragrance of tea between his teeth was overflowing, it was the Biluochun he liked. Si Qin knew that he would come over.

"The father made fun of his sons again."

"Your father is old and doesn't have so much kindness. At first, she recognized Linglong as a woman just because she was born by Yiyi and wanted to compensate Yiyi. Your eldest brother and third brother love Linglong, also because of their affection for their mother, one of them gave a jade carved by themselves, and the other was a bracelet that he braided. Only you, who gave away a national treasure and gave something useful. "Why?" he said. ”

"Rejoice." He shrugged, "Erchen's only sister deserves the best." ”

Si Qin nodded, looked at Si Xian squarely, his gaze almost pierced him, "In this way, do you know what I expect from you, and why I agree with you to go?" ”

Si Xian took it for granted, "Yes." He is gentle and courteous, but he has a deviant temperament, as if heaven and hell are all in one thought.

Si Qin nodded, "Go ahead." ”

After Jiang Linglong and Si Zheng ate the bean curd, they shared a bowl of sesame paste and a pot of pear juice.

Si Zheng ate happily, his two little feet shook and shook, and he ate a mouthful of sesame paste. There were many delicious foods in the palace, but they all went into the wombs of the queen mother and other kings, and he sometimes saw them, but never ate them. But at this moment, he thought to himself, those delicious things must not be as good as the bean curd and sesame paste just now.

"Turn your face around." Jiang Linglong took a handkerchief to help him wipe his mouth. On this little king, the words he said were surprising and felt that he was not as good as a child, but he was often attracted by some novel things, revealing his childish nature. She carefully wiped him clean, and was about to collect the handkerchief, but she heard two "whoosh" sounds in her ears, and when she looked up, she saw a blow needle and the same stone both falling to the ground.

She didn't know what was going on, she had already protected Si Zheng in her arms first, and saw the iron-masked secret guard appear in front of the two of them. The dark guard drew his sword, and with a spin of his hand, he shot down several darts, he didn't say a word, hugged Si Zheng into his arms, and wrapped his arms around Jiang Linglong's waist, jumped on tiptoe, got out of the shop, and ran on the roof of the market with light skills.

Si Zheng seemed to have become accustomed to it, he wrapped his hands around the neck of the dark guard, close to him, Jiang Linglong turned his head sideways, and saw that the dark guard's eyes were resolute, and his body was at ease, and he went straight towards the palace, and fell in the palace in a moment.

"Master!" Orange Moon happened to come out to deliver the washed utensils to He Youran, and when she saw Jiang Linglong, she hurriedly greeted her.

The Dark Guard had already let go, and he had already jumped away.

She walked over quickly in front of Jiang Lingling, and the tassels hanging from the crescent hairpin inserted in her hair swayed between her hair, soft and exquisite. This is after the last battle of Gu Qiang, Jiang Linglong bought it for Orange Moon on the way back to the city, and she has been wearing it.

The hanging silk weaving technique is the ancient method of the rising sun, and the reputation is far and wide, and Orange Moon knows that this hairpin is expensive, and has always cherished it.

Hanging silk weaving gold ...... Jiang Linglong looked at Orange Moon's dexterous face, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

What the blacksmith can't do, can't the goldsmith who weaves gold do?

She suddenly looked at her like a torch and hugged Orange Moon fiercely, "You are really my little angel!" After speaking, he walked to Si Qin's study, and said to Si Zheng as he walked, "Little grape, we have hope!" ”