He Jingying and Xiao Lian have been with Wang Baoming in the prince's mansion for a whole day, until now Wang Baoming's tears have not dried, and they still pick up the Buddhist beads in their hands from time to time to recite the last paragraph.

The two of them were defeated under the crushing of tears, Buddha beads, tears, and Buddha beads.

After Wang Baoming's birthday to the emperor, he went to Lingshan Temple to pray for blessings. I didn't come back until today. Xiao Lian and He Jingying also had time to tell Wang Baoming about Xu Wanyu's affairs in detail.

Xiao Lian rubbed his face, as if he saw his grandmother, whose tears were terrifyingly low. Xiao Lian squatted in front of Wang Baoming and looked at Wang Baoming pitifully: "My mother-in-law, can you stop crying?" ”

Wang Baoming had just finished reciting a scripture, and tears came up again: "You said that I had created some evil." ”

Xiao Lian scratched his hair: "This matter has nothing to do with you, it is me who created the sin." ”

Wang Baoming: "Isn't it? If you don't like Wanyu, it doesn't matter, you usually give her a good face. ”

mentioned this, Wang Baoming was a little angry: "Why is Wanyu so unsuccessful and does such an ugly thing." Has the adulterer been found? ”

He Jingying and Xiao Lian shook their heads like rattles: "I didn't find it." ”

Wang Baoming sighed: "Then, Wanyu can be regarded as half a niece, this matter is ......"

Xiao Lian immediately said: "I have already asked someone to talk back to the Xu Mansion today, saying that Xu Wanyu is sick. Where should she bury it, don't spoil the face of the Xu family. ”

Wang Baoming nodded, and his mood seemed to be a little more relaxed, but then he cried out with a "wow": "It's just pity that child." ”

Xiao Lian: "The child is fine, don't worry. ”

Wang Baoming cried again: "I finally look forward to a grandson." It turned out to be fake......"

Xiao Lian rubbed his hair frantically, and said casually, "Why don't I give you one?" ”

Wang Baoming stopped crying all of a sudden: "Are you serious? ”

Xiao Lian reacted to what he had said, and stammered, "I...... I tried my best to ......"

He Jingying: "......? ”

"Woohoo, woohoo." Dog barking came from outside the door.

The fat tiger ran in with a small servant.

The little guy was dragged by the fat tiger, tripped on the door frame, and fell on his stomach.

It was still dragging the little guy down, and the fat tiger was still struggling to pounce like He Jingying.

He Jingying: "What about Father-in-law Xu?" ”

This little guy is a little guy in the Nanjun Palace, and he got up from the ground in pain: "I didn't see Gonggong Xu, the fat tiger came back by himself." As soon as he entered the palace, he yelled and screamed, catching and biting whom. I saw it go around the palace, and then rushed out of the door, and then followed it down the road. ”

The fat tiger didn't have the patience to listen to this little guy's chatter, wrapped in mud, scratching and scratching He Jingying's black paws, lowering his head and biting the corner of He Jingying's clothes and dragging it out.

He Jingying reached out and rubbed the fat tiger's head, which was hard and hard as if there was mud that was about to dry up. He Jingying looked at it carefully with some doubts, and found that the black brown was not mud, but blood! A "sudden" jump in my heart.

He Jingying spread out her palm and showed it to Xiao Lian and said, "There is blood on the fat tiger's head." ”

Xiao Lianteng stood up and said decisively: "Go!" ”

He Jingying and Xiao Lian ran out with the fat tiger.

Yang Minzhi had been waiting outside the hall, and when he saw He Jingying and Xiao Lian running out with the fat tiger, he subconsciously followed suit.

Xiao Lian took out the token of the palace from his arms and threw it to Yang Minzhi while running: "Ancestor, you go back to the palace and bring the fifty soldiers in the palace, I will leave a mark along the road, and you will bring someone to chase after you." ”

As soon as Xiao Lian ran out of the Prince's Mansion, the two domestic slaves of the Prince's Mansion led two horses to catch up. He Jingying and Xiao Lian didn't say a word, turned over and got on the horse, loosened the rope of the fat tiger, and ran after the fat tiger towards the outskirts of Beijing.

About a stick of incense passed, Xiao Lian and He Jingying saw the carriage lying on the ground. The carriage was surrounded by a group of people, dressed up, who had come down from the mountain to enjoy the flowers today.

The carriage fell sideways to the ground, blocking the way down the mountain, but no one dared to step forward to move the carriage away. Even if the carriage was shattered into powder, it could be seen from the wheels that the carriage belonged to the royal palace.

Xiao Lian and He Jingying ran closer, and at a glance they saw Xu Longju lying aside.

Xiao Lian and He Jingying jumped off their horses and ran to Xu Longju's side. Xiao Lian stretched out his hand to probe Xu Longju's snort and said, "There is still gas." ”

He Jingying hurriedly took out a small brown porcelain bottle from her arms and handed it to Xiao Lian. Xiao Lian took out a pill from a small porcelain bottle and fed it to Xu Longju's mouth, and then put Xu Longju flat on the ground.

He Jingying looked up at the people around her and asked, "Who has a carriage to send this father-in-law back?" The king of Nanjun has a heavy reward. ”

The will to canonize the emperor's grandson is just to go to the Nanjun Palace. The people naturally don't know that the name of the king of Nanjun is louder than the name of the emperor's grandson.

The crowd was suddenly shocked: "Is it the king of Nanjun?" ”

"It seems that when King Nanjun returned to the dynasty before, I took a look from afar, and it was like this."

A scholar-like man in the crowd arched his hand and said, "Pan Chang is willing to send his father-in-law home." ”

As soon as Xiao Lian looked up, he saw that the person who spoke was long and jade, although he was wearing a Confucian shirt, but he was full of momentum when he spoke, showing that he was a person who practiced martial arts. It is reassuring to hand over Xu Longju to such a person.

Pan Chang pointed to the carriage on the side: "That's the carriage of the grass people, you can safely send your father-in-law back to his house." ”

Xiao Lian nodded: "Then it's troublesome for Mr. Pan." ”

Xiao Lian and Pan Chang worked together to lift Xu Longju into the carriage.

At this time, the fat tiger had already sniffed around the carriage several times, and was barking wildly at a place.

Xiao Lian and He Jingying were not ambiguous, made a mark where they entered the forest, and followed the fat tiger to the depths of the woods.

As soon as evening begins, the sun sinks. Xiao Lian picked up a piece of dry firewood from nearby and lit it with a flint, barely able to see the road ahead.

The forest was dim, and the fat tiger couldn't distinguish the direction, lying on the ground and sniffing, sniffing, it seemed that the trace was broken.

Xiao Lian and He Jingying tied their horses to trees and walked in the forest, looking for clues.

He Jingying: "Where Gonggong Xu was injured just now, there is a pool of blood not far away, someone should have taken the injury, and there should be traces in the forest." ”

Xiao Lian frowned and said, "Who is going to kidnap Ji Shang and Miss Wang, what's the benefit?" For money? ”

He Jingying shook her head: "It's normal for the mountain bandits to have some thoughts when they see the rich carriage. But ordinary mountain bandits will not touch the carriage of the palace, if they accidentally stab the basket, it is a fatal business. ”

Xiao Lian: "If it's intentional, it's even more strange, today Ji Shang and Miss Wang are sitting in the carriage of the Nanjun Palace." ”

He Jingying and Xiao Lian glanced at each other, and a trace of bad premonition crossed their hearts, could it be that the target of these kidnappers was originally the two of them?

(End of chapter)