Chapter 111
"You drank too much and poured it down to me," Jiang Linglong had already returned to normal, explaining, "Naturally worried, come and take a look." β
Si Xian helped her to the bed and lay down, and then set up the drunk Kuang Yu, "Let's drink together, this guy can't drink, you see, drunk unconscious." β
"Kwong Yu has always been very good at drinking, how much have you drunk?"
"Not much, not much, if you start drinking in the afternoon, it's only four or five jars."
"Two people? Four or five altars?! Jiang Linglong was obviously displeased.
"Did I say the altar?" Si Xian looked puzzled for an instant, thought about it, and explained, "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, it's just four or five cups." He smiled at Jiang Linglong, carried Kuang Yu and retreated outward, glancing at Jiang Linglong as he walked, "He can't." Long'er. He can't. β
Si Xian's waist was suddenly pinched by a pair of hanging hands.
He bit it, and looked at Jiang Linglong resolutely at the last moment of going out, word by word, quite bitter and hateful, "This." Small. Child. He! No! Yes! β
Jiang Linglong laughed angrily at this clumsy acting skills.
If they weren't really drunk, they wouldn't be so emotional and rough.
After waiting and seeing that Si Zheng didn't come back, it was estimated that she would stay in the Tiger Palace tonight, so she planned to sleep.
After a few days, it snowed heavily, and the weather got cold a little quickly. She glanced at the stove in the temple and tried to get another blanket for herself. As soon as he got up, the door of the temple creaked open again.
She didn't like the palace people to guard and serve, and when it was cold, she sent people back to the palace hall early to rest. She was the only one in the temple at the moment.
Jiang Linglong lifted her breath and saw the person behind the door clearly, and then let go of her shoulders.
Yun Jin was thinly dressed at the door of the hall, and when he saw her, he saluted respectfully, and he did not dare to trespass.
So she went over and stretched out her hand to her. The moment she put her hand in her hand, the coldness of Yun Jin's fingertips made her subconsciously shrink her hand. Jiang Linglong still firmly led her into the hall.
"Mrs. Lu, isn't there anyone in your palace to buy winter clothes?" She turned around and went to the closet in the back room to find a robe, and took a piece of Si Zheng's winter coat. She was thinking about other things in her head these days, but she really forgot that the Lu family's wife and children still lived in the side hall. Jiang Linglong took her clothes and walked out again, looking at Yunjin while asking.
Yun Jin shook his head.
"You wear mine first." She put the robe on Yun Jin, and stuffed Si Zheng's clothes into her hand, "Is there a stove in your hall?" Is the quilt thick enough? β
Yun Jin first shook his head, paused, and nodded again.
"On such a cold day, you can't freeze without a stove?!" Jiang Linglong knew that it was the negligence of the palace people, Lu Tao's crime, and her relatives were artificially connected, thinking of such a hierarchy of powers, she sighed in her heart. "I'll move two of you over with you, and you'll use them first." Jiang Linglong only found out that she didn't know the name of the boy of the Lu family, and she felt guilty, it was her negligence that made the palace people do the same, and speculated wildly. "Wait a little later, the temperature will drop, you can take it, and the child can't stand it."
She is probably the first city lord who Gu Han is pregnant and carries the stove by himself at night.
Yun Jin saw that she was bending down to extinguish the stove, so she hurriedly grabbed it, hurriedly gestured at Jiang Linglong, took out a piece of paper from her arms, and handed it over.
"Lin Er wants to see ......" Oh, the child's original name was Lu Lin, Jiang Linglong remembered it in her heart and continued to look down, and breathed a sigh of relief after reading it, "What should I do, the child has come so far away, he should get along well with his father, but it is just a prison place, I am afraid that Lu Tao is unwilling to let his son see him like this." If you don't know the day, you can go to the prison with me first, if he wants, and then take Lu Lin over, okay? β
Yun Jin obviously didn't expect the county lord to agree so quickly, so he was stunned for a moment, and nodded heavily, wanting to salute her.
Jiang Linglong couldn't stand this, so she was embarrassed to do it.
As he spoke, a gust of wind swept outside the open door of the temple, and the oil lamp in the hall was instantly extinguished. There are only a few red lights left in the stove, which looks a little weird at this time.
The temple was silent. The breath is audible.
Jiang Linglong blocked Yun Jin behind her, facing the palace gate, staring silently. Somewhat nervous.
Her eyes hadn't had time to adjust to the darkness, but fortunately there was the glimmer of the stove, and even if the atmosphere was bluffing, she could at least distinguish a little.
She heard the sound of sharp objects breaking through the air.
A glaring but short-lived fight ensued.
There is one breath, and all the sounds are silent. Then there was the sound of a heavy object being dragged.
The voice was dull, but it was getting closer and closer to her. Obviously coming towards himself.
Jiang Linglong instinctively wanted to hide, but she didn't listen to the call at her feet, and couldn't pull out her legs for a while, and froze in place.
She was afraid of the dark enough to drop golden beans in the dark passages of Xunyun Villa, not to mention that this obvious crisis was taking advantage of the darkness to approach her. The moonlight, obscured by clouds outside the temple, was the only thing that could be called a source of light. She stared at the door with bated breath, thinking that while she could see it, she might be able to find a chance to escape and call someone.
Two tall and thin black shadows slowly appeared at the door. The two men were armed with cold blades, and blood was dripping from the tips of their blades. One of them was even thinner, and when he leaned over his back to pull heavy objects, he looked more like a ghost with a knife. Or the executioner of the human world for the execution of death row prisoners.
Look at their hands again, each holding two legs, and the legs are connected to two complete human figures. He was also wearing a night suit.
The two dragged the corpse in their hands into the hall, closed the hall door, and closed Jiang Linglong's only way to live.
"You two are going to scare me to death!" She was happy in her scolding, "Help me light the lamp, my legs are weak." β
I saw that the one with a more normal body shape bowed his head, put the trouser leg in his hand with a bang, and crossed Jiang Linglong to light the lamp.
After the sound of the fire breaking open, the hall gradually lit up.
The man went back to Jiang Linglong and saw that she was still protecting Yun Jin behind him, so he raised his eyebrows at her.
The mouth under his mask must be secretly laughing at this girl for being afraid of the dark.
The corpse that had been dragged left two blood marks on the ground, and now it was lying down, but the person was foaming at the mouth and his face was blue and dead.
The two men in black pulled down their masks and saluted her.
"Madam, it's too late."
Jiang Linglong had already woken up from the joy she hadn't seen for a long time, and when she saw the two lying on the ground, she sat back on the couch and muttered, "No wonder he dares to drink a lot." Seeing that Yunjin was still nervous, he introduced them in turn, "They are my brothers in the former village. Nong. Su Jinyu. This isβ"
"Mrs. Lu." Su Jinwu grinned and grabbed the conversation, "We know." β
The two of them made a gesture towards Yunjin again.
"What's going on?" Jiang Linglong pointed to the two corpses, "Coming at me?" β
"I hid poison between my teeth, and we caught him, so I took poison and committed suicide." Nong Yu squatted beside the corpses and pulled down their masks, revealing two unfamiliar faces that no one had ever seen, "It is estimated that they are dead soldiers raised by others." β