The envoys of the Dixuan Kingdom lived in Tianyuan Country for a period of time, and during this time, Mu Zhan specially ordered Mu Jinghong and Situ Qianchen to accompany the envoys to walk around the capital and have a look.

Ling Jiantong also persuaded Yun Yi and Ling Zhishuang to move to the Seven Kings' Mansion to live for a while.

In the Seven Kings' Mansion, Mu Jinghong has been going out early and returning late every day recently, and Ling Jiantong is very bored to stay in the house alone, although Mu Jianhong will cheer up and accompany Ling Jiantong every night when he returns to the house, but Ling Jiantong knows that after a tiring day outside, Mu Jinghong must be very tired, and the two of them can't say a few words, so Ling Jiantong urges Mu Jinghong to go to rest quickly.

In the past few days, the cold winter has quietly passed, and the tail of spring and winter has fallen on the peach blossoms in front of Ling Jian's pupil room.

In the past, Mu Jinghong accompanied Ling Jiantong to breakfast, but because of the envoys of the Dixuan Kingdom, Mu Jinghong often had to leave halfway through eating, and he knew that Ling Jiantong had the habit of skipping breakfast, so he specially told her that she must finish all the meals on the table before going out.

After Mu Jinghong left, Ling Jiantong held his chin and stared at the half of the food in front of him, a little worried.

Liu Er also followed Ling Jiantong from Fengguo Mansion to the Seven Princes' Mansion, she stood beside Ling Jiantong, looked at Ling Jiantong's sad face, and persuaded: "Miss, this is the breakfast specially arranged for you by the Seventh Prince, you must finish it, otherwise I, a maid, will be unlucky." ”

Ling Jiantong glanced at Liu Er weakly, and sighed: "It's all because of Mu Jinghong, let the kitchen cook so many dishes, isn't this the rhythm of Chengxin feeding me into a pig?" ”

Liu Er snickered: "Miss, the Seventh Prince is a good intention, if the young lady raises him and returns to Fengguo Mansion for nothing, wouldn't the general and his wife be happy?" ”

Ling Jiantong moved to the Seven Princes' Mansion to have a little more two-person world with Mu Jinghong, who knew that the hateful emperor called Mu Jinghong to accompany those envoys the day after she moved in, this is good, the ten-day deadline is almost up, she didn't say a few words to Mu Jinghong all day long, and her mouth was all used to eat.

Ling Jiantong touched his stomach with his right hand, there was fat here.

When Ling Jiantong was at a loss, a white figure suddenly walked into the hall.

Liu Er looked at it, and only felt strange: "This girl, who are you looking for?" ”

"I'm looking for Ling Jiantong, Miss Ling." The voice was unusually clear.

As soon as Ling Jiantong heard that he was looking for himself, he looked sideways, hey, isn't this the flying snow he saw in Jinyue Palace a few days ago?

Isn't she an envoy's bodyguard? I should go out to play today, why did I get to the Seven Kings' Mansion?

Ling Jiantong slowly got up and asked suspiciously: "It turned out to be you, girl, is there something wrong with coming to me?" ”

Feixue smiled, stepped forward and naturally held Ling Jiantong's hands: "It's okay, can't I come to talk to you?" In this capital, I don't know the place well, and I only know Miss Ling alone. ”

"But you shouldn't be with the envoys, ...... at this time."

"Miss Ling, it's true that I'm the envoy's guard, but with Xiong Tang's protection, I'm just a decoration, I just want to come out and find someone to talk to, Miss Ling, you shouldn't dislike me, right?"

This is all said and done, where is there any reason for Ling Jiantong to refuse guests, she hurriedly asked Feixue to sit down, and then asked Liu Er to remove the rest of the breakfast and serve a pot of tea.

Liu Er was a little embarrassed: "Miss, if you don't eat this meal, I'm afraid the Seventh Prince will ......."

This girl looks clever on weekdays, why is she so eyeless at this time, the guest is here, can she still have breakfast leisurely?

"You go down first, and I'll go to the kitchen and finish eating later." Ling Jiantong instructed softly.

Liu Er had no choice but to do as Ling Jiantong ordered.

The tea was served quickly, Ling Jiantong personally poured tea for Feixue, and then retreated from everyone, leaving the two of them in the hall.

"Miss Ling, the Seventh Prince treats you so well, even small things like breakfast have to be personally instructed by the maid."

Ling Jiantong shook his head and smiled: "Feixue girl, don't laugh at me, where does Mu Jinghong treat me well, eat so much, obviously just to make me grow meat." ”

Although she was complaining, but the happiness at the corner of her lips, Feixue saw it in her eyes, and she couldn't help but bow her head and sigh softly: "Compared to Miss Ling, my life is much more bitter, Miss Ling can fly with the Seventh Prince, but I ......"

"Snow Maiden, do you have a sweetheart too?" Ling Jiantong couldn't change her curiosity and gossip anywhere.

"Miss Ling doesn't know, I could only stay in the veil to meet people, my master told me that if one day a man takes off my veil and sees my face, he will marry me."

Hearing Feixue say this, Ling Jiantong suddenly remembered that a few days ago, on the martial arts platform of Jinyue Palace, the moment Situ Qianchen rescued Feixue, her veil also fell, the person Feixue said, wasn't it Situ Qianchen?

Ling Jiantong gasped, fortunately, it was not Mu Jinghong who faced off with this girl that day, if Mu Jinghong accidentally lifted the veil of Feixue, then wouldn't she even have the heart to cry.

She smiled, a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid that the sweetheart that Miss Feixue said is Situ, right?" He just didn't marry a wife, if the girl likes him, you might as well take advantage of these days, chase after him, don't look at him on the outside, in fact, how close you are to him, you will find that he is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. ”

Feixue's good-looking eyebrows frowned together: "It's useless, I've looked for him a few times, but he refused." ”

Ling Jiantong couldn't help but think that when she chased Situ Qianchen in the past, it took a lot of effort.

"Snow Maiden, if only you had a little more patience." After all, he was not particularly familiar with Feixue, and Ling Jiantong couldn't reveal too many things about Situ Qianchen.

"I don't think that's the case, I asked him that day, if he doesn't accept me, is there someone in his heart?" Feixue paused deliberately, wanting to see what Ling Jiantong's expression was.

Ling Jiantong raised his eyebrows, a little unnatural: "What did he say?" ”

He didn't say anything, but his gaze stayed on Miss Ling's body for a long time.

Ling Jiantong was stunned, as if the secret hidden in his heart for many years was exposed in front of everyone, and his hands couldn't help but clench: "Flying Snow Girl, I used to have a relationship with Situ, but you have also seen it, I am very happy with Jinghong now, so don't think about it, Situ and I have no possibility of going back." ”

Ling Jiantong hurriedly explained, but in Feixue's eyes, he looked weak.

"Miss Ling, it's okay, it's okay, what are you nervous about?" Feixue's eyes flashed, and Ling Jiantong, who was looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze, was uncomfortable.

"I'm not nervous, I'm just ...... It's just that...... Explain it to you clearly, I'm afraid you misunderstand. ”

"Misunderstanding?" Feixue sneered, then got up and continued: "Situ Qianchen is really infatuated, it stands to reason that I don't have to be worse than you at all, why does he have to hang himself on your tree?" ”

"Flying Snow Girl, I have said everything that should be said, if you want to chase Situ Qianchen, you can let go of it, I will not be an obstacle to you." Ling Jiantong looked away, a little displeased.

Feixue squinted at Ling Jian's pupils, and suddenly leaned down, her fingertips pinching her chin, forcing her gaze to look at her.

"Ling Jiantong, as long as you are here, it is impossible for Situ Qianchen's gaze to fall on me."

"So, what do you want?"

Feixue's fingertips caressed Ling Jian's white cheeks, and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let you die, I just want to make a deal with Situ Qianchen." ”

"You ......" Ling Jiantong's lips moved slightly, and before the words on his lips could be spoken, he suddenly felt a sore neck, and the appearance of the flying snow in front of him began to become blurry, the heavens and the earth rotated, and a large area of darkness invaded.

Fei Xue pulled out the silver needle that had been inserted into Ling Jiantong's neck, and then pushed her to the table like garbage.

She looked at Ling Jiantong who had fainted contemptuously, she thought that Ling Jiantong would have two hits, but she didn't expect that the person Situ Qianchen liked was nothing more than that.

When Mu Jinghong and Situ Qianchen accompanied the envoys to play in the most famous scenery of the capital, they didn't want the sky to be beautiful, so it rained in spring.

The envoys could only return to the post house, and Mu Jinghong and Situ Qianchen were naturally liberated.

"Second brother, it's still early, you don't have anything else to do when you go back to the town, you might as well come to my house, I'll call out to the eldest brother, the three of us brothers have a good get-together, how about drinking?"

Situ Qianchen wanted to refuse, but after all, he couldn't resist Mu Jinghong, so he had to follow him back to the Seven Princes' Mansion.

As soon as the two entered the gate of the mansion, Liu Er hurriedly rushed to the door, and happened to bump into Mu Jinghong's arms.

Mu Jinghong took two steps back, and after seeing that it was Liu Er, he raised his eyebrows and couldn't help complaining: "Liu Er, you are in a hurry, is the house on fire?" ”

Liu Er saw that it was Mu Jinghong, as if she had seen a savior, she quickly knelt down, although it was not that the house was on fire, but this matter was really more urgent than a fire.

"What do you mean by that? What's going on? ”

"Lord Wang, general, it's not good, Miss, Miss, she fainted!"

Mu Jinghong's heart sank, and he immediately went to Ling Jiantong's room, Situ Qianchen also followed, the door opened, Ling Jiantong was lying on the bed, his little face was pale, and half of his black hair had turned silver.

"Eyes." Mu Jinghong called softly, stepped forward and held Ling Jiantong's little hand, which was a little cold.

Ling Jiantong's eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were deeply locked, which made Mu Jinghong look so worried.

"Eyes, what's wrong?!"

Liu Er replied with a crying voice: "Seventh Prince, a girl in white came to the door today, and then an hour later, when Liu Er entered the hall again, the young lady had already become like this." ”

"The woman in white? Who is she? ”

"Liu Er doesn't know, but it seems that she and Miss know each other."