The court meeting dispersed, Mu Jinghong waited outside the main hall for a while, and finally saw Situ Qianchen come out, I wanted to go up and say a few words to him, but I didn't expect that Mu Luo was standing beside him, and the two seemed to be talking something.

Just now in the court, Mu Jinghong vaguely felt that there seemed to be something wrong between Situ Qianchen and Mu Luo, and at this time they were all just right, and he was saved from questioning them one by one.

Mu Luo saw Mu Jinghong coming over, and swallowed back half of what he had said very interestingly, and then greeted with a smile: "Seventh brother, this court meeting has dispersed, why haven't you returned home?" ”

Mu Jinghong glanced at Situ Qianchen, and then greeted: "Today's court, thanks to the prince's help. ”

Mu Luo's eyebrows stretched, and he snorted: "This is not a help, the fourth brother's style of acting is too ostentatious, I just want to warn him." ”

Situ Qianchen knew what Mu Jinghong meant by his words, he lowered his eyes, if Mu Jinghong asked again, Mu Luo could not guarantee that Mu Jinghong would also be involved.

"Prince, I still have something to say to the Seventh Prince, so I won't send you."

Mu Luo is a smart person, he nodded, glanced at Mu Jinghong meaningfully, and then walked away.

Mu Jinghong looked at Mu Luo's proud back, and there was a burst of fire in his heart, he looked at Situ Qianchen sideways, and his tone became tougher: "Second brother, all the civil and military officials in the court know that if Mu Zhen is a wolf, then Mu Luo is definitely a deep mountain tiger with claws, if you go to the alliance with Mu Luo in order to take revenge on Mu Zhen, it is really a good idea." ”

Situ Qianchen's eyes dimmed slightly, and he replied leisurely: "This is my business, third brother, you don't care." ”

After that, he was about to leave, but Mu Jinghong behind him restrained his arm with only one hand: "Second brother, we are brothers, you can't let me watch you jump into the fire pit, right?" ”

"Third brother, you are wrong, I have already been in the fire pit and will not recover, do you think I will be afraid of anything?"

His voice was hoarse, but it was dark and terrifying.

"If Brother Qiannan is still alive, he definitely doesn't want to see you as you are now, don't you want to take revenge on Mu Zhen? Okay, don't join forces with Mu Luo, I can help you just like my eldest brother, as long as ......"

"Third brother, don't be stupid" Situ Qianchen turned around slowly, and looked at the man who was about to go crazy in front of him with more and more deep eyes: "Brother is dead, I will die too, I have nothing, do you understand?" I really don't have anything left. ”

"No, you still have me and my eldest brother, second brother, there will definitely be a way, you say, how can I make you change back to your original you, as long as you say it, I will definitely do it for you!"

Situ Qianchen's cold face suddenly laughed, he stared at Mu Jinghong and then said quietly: "If I want to cut my pupils, will you be willing to let go?" ”

Mu Jinghong's eyes widened, and all the madness and eagerness in his eyes just now disappeared in an instant with his words.

The look on his face speaks for itself.

Situ Qianchen patted him on the shoulder, and only whispered in his ear: "So, neither you nor the eldest brother can help me." ”

With that, he chuckled lightly and walked straight away, leaving Mu Jinghong standing alone.

Mu Jinghong didn't know how he returned to the mansion, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the sun was shining, and a woman in pink was sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard playing with the piccolo in her hand, and from time to time put it to her lips and blew it twice.

Although the rhythm is a bit ugly and even out of tune, it has already begun to take shape.

Before Mu Jinghong walked over, the woman in pink had already seen him, her good-looking eyes completed the arc of the moon, and waved her hand with a smile: "Jinghong, you are back!" ”

Mu Jinghong was stunned, then the corners of his lips curled, and he walked over: "Eyes, how are you practicing your flute?" ”

As soon as she mentioned this matter, Ling Jiantong was one head or two older, she didn't seem to be born to play the flute, and after such a long time, she could barely blow a third.

"Soon, in another ten days and half a month, I will be able to blow as well as you."

Mu Jinghong stretched out his hand and rubbed her black hair, his eyes deepened unconsciously, and his ears seemed to echo Situ Qianchen's words, "I want to cut my pupils, are you willing to let go?" ”

She stared at him and winked, then simply got up and sat on his lap, hooked his neck with both hands, and said softly: "Is something happening in the court today?" ”

Mu Jinghong came back to his senses, he didn't want to hide it from her.

"The second brother and Mu Luo have joined forces, and I'm a little worried about him."

Ling Jiantong lowered her eyes, although she didn't know much about court politics, but she still heard about Mu Zhen and Mu Luo.

"Are you worried that Mu Luo will take the opportunity to harm Situ?"

Mu Jinghong nodded: "Mu Luo is not as sinister and cunning as Mu Zhen, he is a full smiling tiger, I am afraid that he is taking advantage of the second brother's hatred for Mu Zhen, and deliberately let the second brother be his shield, so as to play a snipe and clam competing for fishermen and profits." ”

It is not unreasonable for Mu Jinghong to be distracted, but in Ling Jiantong's opinion, although Mu Luo has a black belly, how can Situ Qianchen be easy to provoke?

"I don't think so, Situ has a steady temperament, is thoughtful, and when it comes to strategy, he is not inferior to Mu Luo at all, I think Situ must have his reasons for doing this."

"I know, but is there anything he can't let me and my eldest brother help with? You have to take this risk. ”

Ling Jiantong tapped his head with his fingertips, he usually looked quite smart, why did he become so stupid now?

"Fool, Situ is protecting you and Brother Ye, he knows that this is a vicious fight, so he doesn't want to involve any innocent people."

Even so, Mu Jinghong's heart was still unsettled.

Ling Jiantong's fingertips fell on his frowning eyebrows, and helped him soothe him again and again: "Don't worry, no one can change what Situ decides, we might as well not interfere on the sidelines, if you see Mu Luo secretly doing something, just inform Situ later." ”

Her eyes were bright, as if there was a star hidden, Mu Jinghong hugged her waist with one hand, and the distance between the two was a big step closer.

Ling Jiantong's cheeks were slightly red, and his little hands wanted to break free and open a distance, but Mu Jinghong didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

"Jinghong, this is in the house, if people see it, it will be bad."

The corners of Mu Jinghong's lips curled up with a touch of evil charm, and his eyes burned: "You are my person, who dares to say the first half of the sentence?" ”

"But......" Before Ling Jiantong could say the rest of his words, he was all blocked by the warmth of Mu Jinghong's head-on, his lips were sometimes gentle, sometimes domineering, making Ling Jiantong's face redden.

"Ahem......"

A cough broke their restrained atmosphere in an instant, and when Ling Jiantong opened his eyes, he saw that Mrs. Ling was standing not far from them at some point.

Ling Jiantong was shocked, and his little hand punched Mu Jinghong's abdomen, Mu Jinghong was in pain, and his imprisoned arm was loosened a lot, Ling Jiantong took the opportunity to break free and jumped up from his lap.

"Eyes, ...... you" Mu Jinghong clutched his aching stomach and staggered to his feet, but he didn't want to see Mrs. Ling who was smiling lightly.

Mu Jinghong finally knew why Ling Jiantong had such a big reaction, this was indeed quite embarrassing, he glanced at her secretly, only to see that her little face was angry and embarrassed.

Mrs. Ling slowly walked in front of them with the two maids behind her, and chuckled, "It's not the right time for me to disturb you." ”

"No, no, no" Ling Jiantong hurriedly waved his hand, his face like a red apple shaking like a rattle.

Mu Jinghong only felt funny when she saw Ling Jiantong's appearance, Ling Jiantong's anger in her stomach just had no place to vent, she glanced at Mu Jinghong, who was embarrassed by her, and her little fist was about to hammer at him secretly, but she was caught by the palm he had prepared a long time ago.

His hand was so powerful that Ling Jiantong couldn't break free at all.

Ling Zhishuang couldn't help but smile when he saw their affectionate and loving appearances: "I made a few pastries that Jian Tong likes to eat in the house, and I want to send them over for Jian Tong to taste." ”

The maid who came with her lifted the food box and put the dishes and bowls inside on the stone table.

As soon as Ling Jiantong saw the sweet pastry, she was completely defenseless, she almost threw herself on the stone table, her eyes wide open, and she wanted to swallow it all in one go.

She picked up a piece and took a bite, it was crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside, it was really delicious in the world!

"Thank you, ma'am!" Ling Jiantong's mouth was stuffed full, and even his words were slurred.

Ling Zhishuang smiled with relief: "If you like to eat pupil clipping, I'll do it next time." ”

Mu Jinghong saw Ling Jiantong's eating appearance, hurriedly sat down and poured her a cup of tea, and instructed: "Eat slowly, it's all yours, don't choke." ”

Ling Jiantong raised his head and drank a large sip of tea, seeing that Ling Zhishuang was still standing, he hurriedly reached out and patted the stool beside him and said, "Madam, sit down." ”

Ling Zhishuang nodded, sat beside Ling Jiantong, watching her eat happily, Ling Zhishuang's heart was happier than anyone else.

Mu Jinghong saw that their mother and daughter had a rare opportunity to be alone, so he found a reason to leave.

"Madam, your craftsmanship is so good, this pastry is simply delicious in the world." Ling Jiantong was full of praise.

Ling Zhishuang looked at Ling Jiantong, couldn't help but reach out and touch her hair and said, "Last time you came to the house, I knew that you love pastries, so I made some early in the morning, if you like it, next time, I'll give it to you." ”

Ling Jian smiled with pupils: "That's too troublesome madam." ”

"Don't bother, what the daughter wants to eat, it is natural for the mother to do it."

Ling Jiantong held the hand of the pastry for a meal, although the blood relationship between their mother and daughter was already a fact, but Ling Jiantong was still a little uncomfortable.

Mrs. Ling is kind and kind-eyed, at first glance, she is the kind of good mother who loves people, such a good mother, God sent her to Ling Jiantong's side, and Ling Jiantong naturally knows how to cherish it.