Bai Ling, pay attention to your words," Chen Xin frowned, "If such words are spread, you will have nine lives, and it will not be enough to pursue them." ”

Bai Ling smiled, "Then what does Your Highness want me to do...... Where do you go after leaving this place of right and wrong? ”

"I bought a courtyard in Beijing a few days ago," Chen Xin said softly, "Bai Siyao can live there first." ”

"Stay first?" Bai Ling frowned slightly, "And then?" ”

"During this time, this king will take care of Si Yao," Chen Xin said solemnly, "You don't have to show your face in the Hundred Flowers Ya, in the small courtyard, there will be someone to serve Si Yao's food, clothing, and daily life——"

"Stop!" Bai Ling spoke solemnly.

The carriage was still galloping.

Bai Ling stood up from his seat and reached for the door of the carriage, "Stop now, I want to get off!" ”

"Don't do this! Dangerous! Chen Xin hurriedly grabbed Bai Ling's wrist, and the window of his carriage was large enough to make Bai Ling fall down.

Bai Ling shook it off with one hand, and then sat down on the other side of the carriage, and she said angrily, "Go back and tell your old man, I don't need his mercy!" ”

"What the hell do you want?" Chen Xin asked, his face cramped, "If Si Yao wants a family reunion...... In fact, you can also think of a way. ”

"What are you talking about?" Bai Ling scolded, "Do you still want the emperor to get my father and brother back?" Reuniting our family in a cage? ”

"I ......" Chen Xin suddenly realized that he had lost his words and stopped talking.

"If he is truly repentant, let him admit in front of the courtiers what he had done...... Does he dare? Bai Ling glared at Chen Xin angrily, and his voice was even higher, "Does he dare?" ”

"Bai Ling," Chen Xin was a little embarrassed, "If this matter really spreads, it is inevitable that some people with ulterior motives will make a fuss about it, and you have personally experienced the things that Jianxi has done in the forty-five years of Jinren——"

"Yes, just because there are child prostitutes in Baihuaya, the people above them are secretive, for fear of hurting the face of the Heavenly Family," Bai Ling laughed again, "Just because the Jiaofang Division belongs to the palace and the profits belong to the internal treasury, aren't you already afraid that you will not be able to speak clearly on the table?" I would like to ask you, who are the 'ulterior motives' in your mouths?

"Isn't anyone in this world, who still has the slightest conscience, be indignant when he hears of these things? Doesn't it feel sad?

"It's been done, but now you're afraid of people coming out and saying it?" Bai Ling took a breath and let out two more sneers, "I forgot, why do you care about this...... You have your own overall interests to take care of, and the life and death of these grass people are nothing compared to your face. ”

Chen Xin was stunned, "...... Child prostitutes? ”

"You don't know?"

Chen Xin shook his head, "I really don't know. ”

"Then you should go and inquire about the conflict between Huzihao and Jingzhao Yin Yamen a few days ago!" Bai Ling grabbed the handrail in the car with both hands, and then kicked through the door of the carriage, "Tell you to stop!" Are you deaf! ”

There was only a groan, and the coachman of the carriage finally stopped.

"Temple...... Your Highness. The coachman looked over a little confused.

"It's fine." Chen Xin waved his hand and said.

Bai Ling had jumped lightly out of the carriage and stood on the ground, and she straightened the hem of her clothes a little, and then strode forward.

"Boling! Wait a minute! ”

Bai Ling stopped and looked back at Chen Xin, her eyes facing each other, her breathing fluctuating.

"If you really have a pen in your hand that can reach the sky," Bai Ling's eyes were cold, "don't waste pen and ink on me!" ”

The coachman carefully straightened the door that Bai Ling had kicked crooked, and then sat back in his place, Chen Xin sat in the carriage, his eyes still looking at the corner where Bai Ling had disappeared not far away.

"Your Highness...... Where do we go now? The coachman asked, "Do you still go to Donglin Temple?" ”

Chen Xin shook his head.

He sat there thinking for a long time, then frowned and said, "Go...... Let's go to the mansion of Lord Zhang. ”

……

That night, Bao Yuan's mourning hall was erected in an extremely remote corner of Donglin Mountain.

Nian Nian cloaked in linen and wore filial piety to Bao Yuan's spirit.

There are too many things that need to be handled by Bai Ling personally, so in the mourning hall, only Ai Songqing accompanies Nian Nian—not far away, the turtle paws of the Lan number have been firmly guarding here. Although Lan Zhijun is no longer there, the order of the entire Lan brand is not chaotic.

Around the time of the child, Bai Ling came down from the Donglin Temple, and she and the monks in the temple finally agreed on the time to enter the earth tomorrow, and the rituals have been implemented.

According to the rules of Donglin Temple, after nightfall, the yin qi is heavy, which is not suitable for funerals, and can only wait for tomorrow dawn.

Bai Ling confirmed the details with them, and then slowly walked along the mountain road to the mourning hall of Bao Yuan, where the turtle paws were carrying lanterns one after the other, but the mountain road was still rugged and difficult to walk.

Entering the mourning hall, Bai Ling saw Ai Songqing sitting on a chair napping at a glance, she stepped forward and gently pushed Ai Songqing's shoulder, "I'm back." ”

Ai Songqing came back to his senses at this time, looked up and saw that it was Bai Ling, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You go and sleep in the back for a while, and I'll be the guard in the middle of the night." Bai Ling said softly, "What about Niannian? ”

Ai Songqing looked to her side, and the chair beside her was empty.

“…… I was still here just now, and I was good tonight, and I didn't make trouble from beginning to end. Ai Songqing blinked, she stood up, "I'll go and take a look at the back ......"

"Don't be nervous, take your time."

Ai Songqing nodded hurriedly.

She walked quickly to the back of the mourning hall - there was a simple bed there, and there were many waste materials left over from the construction of the mourning hall.

Bai Ling went out to ask about the turtle paw that had been guarding this side, but no one saw a little girl come out of any of the entrances of the mourning hall.

The two turned back and forth several times, but they didn't find any trace of Niannian.

Bai Ling immediately sent a few turtle paws up the mountain to inform the monks in the temple, and after a while, some young monks came down with torches and followed Bai Ling, with the mourning hall as the center, and scattered towards the four fields to search.

Ai Songqing wanted to go out with Bai Ling, but Bai Ling shook his head and said that if Nian Nian came back and saw that there was no one in the mourning hall, maybe he would go elsewhere.

Ai Songqing had no choice but to agree.

Listening to the "Nian Nian" and "Nian Nian" gradually coming from afar, Ai Songqing was really nervous, if it was in Baihuaya, there were people and flower kilns everywhere, and they still had a place to inquire, but now in such a wilderness, if Nian Nian is lost, how to find it?

If you encounter a tiger and wolf again in the mountains and forests...... Ai Songqing didn't dare to think about it anymore, and his eyes were already half a circle red. She fidgeted and paced in the mourning hall, and finally knelt down in front of the coffin in the middle of the treasure duck and whispered a prayer, hoping that the spirit of the treasure duck in the sky would bless her daughter from accidents.

At this time, Ai Songqing suddenly realized that the lid of Bao Yuan's coffin was open diagonally.

It didn't make sense, the lid of the coffin was closed by her and Bai Ling...... Although it has not been glued yet, it will not be reopened.

Ai Songqing suddenly became frightened.

She closed her eyes and kowtowed to Bao Yuan a few more times, and then slowly approached, and then she saw that behind the coffin, there was a stool.

She suddenly thought of something, and then took a few steps forward and pushed the lid of the coffin that was placed on an angle.

Under the dim light, the blue face of the treasure duck still lay quietly in the coffin, Nian Nian curled up in a small ball, still holding his mother's arm as usual, breathing softly.

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