In the dead of night, the lantern festival soon dispersed, at the wine stall, Ling Jiantong asked for a table full of wine alone, and when she was drunk, suddenly a hand from nowhere snatched her wine.

Ling Jiantong's face was full of redness, and he raised his eyes slightly and collided with a blur.

She didn't know now at all, was she already drunk, or the night was so dark that she couldn't see who was standing in front of her?

She staggered to her feet, holding the table with one hand, and holding out her middle finger with the other hand to gesture at the man, grinning: "Who are you, dare to rob the old lady's wine, this in broad daylight, you really ate the gall of the bear's heart and leopard, believe it or not, believe it or not, I ......"

The person in front of him didn't move at all, but raised his hand to touch the cold wine jug, and then he raised his hand and threw the unopened wine jug on the table towards the counter, and said loudly: "Burn all this wine, and bring it again!" ”

Ling Jiantong shook his head vigorously, this voice is not right, why does it sound so familiar?

She swayed and stretched out her hand to put it on the man's shoulder, a pair of eyes narrowed to the man's face, and the line of sight suddenly changed from blurry to clear, after Ling Jiantong saw the face of the person who came, she suddenly laughed irrepressibly: "It turned out to be you, did you also dump the girl, so you came here to grab my wine and borrow wine to kill your sorrows." ”

Mu Jinghong made a cold face, and helped the smiling heartless Ling Jiantong back to the bench, and saw her lying on the table so deadly, full of alcohol, he couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows.

But she didn't keep up with the effort for a while, this girl actually ran to this kind of place and drank three pots of wine in a row, which girl's family still has her courage to be not afraid of heaven and earth?

Ling Jiantong moved her red lips slightly, tried to open her eyes in a daze, and shouted restlessly: "Where's the wine? Where's my wine? ”

She fumbled with her hands on the wine table, and finally her little hand touched the wine jug in Mu Jinghong's hand.

She smiled stupidly, and wanted to take it over, but the wine jug was restrained by a brute force, how hard Ren Ling cut her pupils, this wine jug was brought over, she frowned, simply sat up unhappily, stared at Mu Jinghong and shouted: "Hey, do you still have any heavenly reason, if you want to drink, you can buy it yourself, what's the matter with robbing my wine?" ”

Without waiting for Mu Jinghong to speak, Xiao Er took the tray and carefully put the scalded wine on it in front of them, and left in a hurry.

Mu Jinghong put the scalded wine jug in front of Ling Jiantong's eyes, and his tone was cold: "Drink this, you won't feel uncomfortable." ”

Ling Jiantong's mouth pouted, anyway, as long as there was wine, she tore off the red cloth, raised her hand to hold the wine jug, and poured it into her mouth with a grunt, the hot wine flowed down her neck, and wet a large piece of the specially selected skirt, so she was not embarrassed.

When the wine ran out, there was a muffled "bang", and Ling Jiantong slapped his hands on the table, and his face was no longer known whether it was wine or tears.

Mu Jinghong sat on one side like this, looking at her quietly, watching her cry from the beginning of the start, to the small sobbing, and finally the collapse and crying......

Mu Jinghong looked at her sadly, and his heart felt like a hole had been broken, after he drank the wine in his hand, he reached out and stroked Ling Jiantong's trembling shoulders, and said softly: "Eyes, it's okay, it's okay, I'm by your side, it's okay." ”

Ling Jiantong buried his face between his arms, and his voice came slowly: "Why did he do this to me?" He obviously knew that I liked him, why did he still be with Meng Xueyuan?! I can't stand it, I can't stand it! My heart is so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable......"

"I know, I know" Mu Jinghong hugged her into his arms, his chin lightly rested against her head, and softly comforted.

Ling Jiantong nestled in his heart, crying uncontrollably, tears wet his clothes, she didn't know why, she suddenly felt relieved, like a child who had gone away and found a home.

"Mu Jinghong, are you men not things, all day long, yesterday he held my hand, and told Meng Xueyuan that I was his true love, today he released my pigeon, ran to be with Meng Xueyuan, and kissed, I am a shield, Mu Zhen is gone, I am not useful at all."

"No, it's not." Mu Jinghong hugged her tightly and denied it again and again.

Ling Jiantong's crying gradually weakened, only choked up a few times, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and her words became a lot lighter: "Why are you by my side every time I am sad and in danger...... I don't want you, I want Situ Qianchen, I don't want anyone in this world, I just want Situ Qianchen......"

"I know," Mu Jinghong murmured back, his tone full of loneliness.

"Situ Qianchen, I can let go of all my dignity, so can you look back at me, even if it's just a glance...... I'm satisfied. ”

Ling Jiantong couldn't lift any spirit anymore, and her head tilted and she fell asleep in Mu Jinghong's arms.

Mu Jinghong's slender hand gently stroked her hair, full of pity, he pressed against her forehead, feeling her temperature, and it was so clear between breathing and breathing.

It was cold at night, he picked her up horizontally, and this night, he didn't want her to go back to Zhenguofu.

Mu Jinghong was walking on the street with the sleeping Ling Jiantong, the night was desolate, only the moonlight was shining, reflecting his long lonely shadow.

Suddenly, the silent atmosphere was disturbed by the sound of panicked horses' hooves, Mu Jinghong paused, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a dozen people holding torches and coming towards him.

Mu Jinghong stood in place, looking at the people surrounding him, judging from the clothes, he looked a bit like the people from the Four Princes' Mansion.

Sure enough, when Mu Zhen appeared in front of him on a horse, Mu Jinghong's eyes shrank slightly, looking straight at him.

Mu Zhen turned over and dismounted, walked in front of Mu Jinghong, first glanced at the sleeping Ling Jiantong in his arms, and then said coldly: "Seventh brother, the snow kite is gone, can you see it?" ”

Mu Jinghong raised his eyebrows, and felt funny: "Fourth brother, your princess is gone, but she came to your brother to ask for it, is this unreasonable?" ”

Meng Xueyuan disappeared inexplicably, Mu Zhen was not happy in her heart, he beat Meng Xueyuan's personal maid Yingtao half to death, only to learn from it that she actually went to Situ Qianchen behind his back to meet Situ Qianchen, he had been to the Zhenguo Mansion, but Situ Qianchen was not in the house, Mu Jinghong was not Situ Qianchen's follower? There is no one who knows where Situ Qianchen is better than Mu Jinghong.

"I don't have time to talk to you, do you want to tell me where Meng Xueyuan is?" Mu Zhen is full of threats.

The smile on Mu Jinghong's face was retracted, and his tone was more cold: "I'll say it again, your princess is lost, and it has nothing to do with my half a dime, I still have something to do, get out of the way!" ”

It was rare for Mu Zhen to see Mu Jinghong showing such a look, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said sarcastically: "Seventh brother, have you been a good person recently?" You dare to talk to the fourth brother like this, yo, isn't the girl you are holding in your arms the girl that Situ Qianchen brought to my house yesterday and kept saying that she was loved? How did it get to you now? ”

Mu Zhen suddenly realized: "Oh, I know, it must be a woman who Situ Qianchen is tired of playing, and then I gave it to you, right?" Alas, this General Zhaoyi is really fat and water does not flow to outsiders, your brotherhood is deep, and you are deep enough to share a woman? ”

Mu Jinghong's eyes shrank suddenly, he first placed Ling Jiantong aside, and then walked in front of Mu Zhen, and said with an indifferent smile: "What the fourth brother said is, but don't you forget, isn't your princess also a woman that Situ Qianchen is tired of?" ”

Mu Zhen's face changed, and before he could speak, a dark shadow suddenly fell on his face without warning, Mu Zhen was in pain, and her body took several steps back, if it wasn't for the people around her who reached out in time to support her, Mu Zhen would have to fall to the ground.

As soon as his throat warmed, a mouthful of blood spat on the ground.

Mu Zhen's left cheek was red and swollen for most of the time, and he raised his eyes to look at Mu Jinghong who was shaking the paper fan in disbelief, on the contrary, the most unfavored Lao Qi, who swallowed his anger on weekdays, dared to hit him!

Where could Mu Zhen swallow this breath, as soon as he waved his hand, more than a dozen subordinates around him swung their knives up.

Mu Zhen knows Mu Jinghong's martial arts, but it is the kung fu of a three-legged cat, it is good to be able to protect himself, if he fights with more than a dozen people, he is not an opponent at all, but on the contrary, Mu Zhen miscalculated today.

The paper fan in Mu Jinghong's hand made it smooth, and after a while, the dozen or so people were beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and they lay on the ground.

Mu Zhen's surprise was difficult to hide, he looked at Mu Jinghong who was approaching step by step, and his heart was inevitably a little timid: "Old Seven, I warn you, if you dare to do it again, believe it or not, I will go to my father tomorrow to sue you, so that you can't eat and walk around!" ”

Mu Jinghong looked at him condescendingly, his eyes full of disdain: "Fourth brother, I finally know now, why you have been fighting with the prince for so many years, why you have never been able to have the upper hand, the prince is ruthless, but you are too cowardly and shameless, like a poor worm, you only deserve to crawl slowly on the ground." ”

"You!" Mu Zhen was angry, no one had ever spoken to him like this.

Mu Jinghong sneered, he disdains to do something with this kind of person, let him go today, and some people who will teach him a worse lesson in the future are not his turn to do it himself.

Mu Jinghong picked up Ling Jiantong, who was still asleep, stepped on the ground and crawled on the ground, and walked straight forward.

With the support of his subordinates, Mu Zhen finally stood up, he pointed to Mu Jinghong's back and said angrily: "Mu Jinghong, you wait for me!" ”

Passing through the long alley, there was the gate of the Seven Kings' Mansion in front, and Mu Jinghong had not yet entered the door with Ling Jiantong in his arms, and suddenly saw two people standing in the courtyard early.

Black clothes like night, that is Situ Qianchen.

The caftan is chic, that is Ye Zhengbai.