Hey, why doesn't this sister listen to persuasion?

Ling Jiantong picked up the fan and was about to show the "sister paper" in front of him the special features of this fan, but suddenly raised his eyes to meet a pair of narrow and half-squinted peach blossom eyes.

Ling Jiantong suddenly gasped, at first she thought she was wrong, but her eyes widened, but Mu Jinghong stood in front of her with a smile on the corner of her mouth a little mocking.

No, wasn't he obviously stunned by the mandala's flower juice?

How did it end up here?

However, after half a cup of tea, Mu Jinghong had already changed his clothes, and took out a piece of fifty taels of silver from his sleeve and placed it on the table, looking at Ling Jiantong, who was a little stunned with a folding fan, and his voice was a little bewitching: "According to what you said, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other." ”

Play smashed.

These three words appeared so abruptly in Ling Jiantong's mind, she hurriedly withdrew her gaze, folded the fan and lifted it up, completely covering her palm-sized face.

Invisible, invisible.

It's all an illusion.

Just when Ling Jiantong was desperately trying to comfort herself, Mu Jinghong's beautiful voice sounded like broken jade uncontrollably: "Sorry girls from Jiao Zi Pavilion, this is a joke my maid made with you, don't take it seriously, today is me Jinghong I'm sorry for you, I will definitely have fun with you in the future." ”

polite, calm and unhurried, polite and courteous, so that the unhappy girl can't find any flaws.

Since the prince of Jinghong has promised to accompany them next time in Jiao Zi Pavilion, this time it will be just fun.

Suddenly, the warblers and swallows scattered in a hurry.

Mu Jinghong turned around at this time, and his slender fingers unceremoniously snatched back the folding fan from Ling Jiantong's palm, shook it lightly, and smiled even more: "You are bold enough, you actually gave me a ** while I was not paying attention?" ”

Ling Jiantong swallowed lightly and stiffened his mouth to the end: "I am reporting and retributing, who told you to faint me in the mountains and forests under the pretense of carrying my back?" ”

The folding fan was closed, and it hit Ling Jiantong's head unceremoniously: "That's because you yourself are useless, you fell asleep, I Mu Jinghong never used that kind of indiscriminate means." ”

When she opened her eyes and said nonsense, she was sure that the faint fragrance of plum blossoms on his body must have the effect of confusing people.

But without waiting for Ling Jiantong to refute, Mu Jinghong grabbed her wrist and pulled her directly to the gate of Jiao Zi Pavilion.

"Hey, where are you taking me again? Aren't you going to meet someone here? ”

Mu Jinghong didn't even bother to cut Ling's eyes this time, fortunately, if it weren't for the fact that the mandala flower juice hadn't been stained much, he would probably have to sleep until dawn now.

If that's the case, if he delays the big thing, he really wants to eat Ling Jiantong alive!

After bypassing a few streets and alleys, and arriving at a teahouse, Mu Jinghong pulled Ling Jiantong directly down the stairs to the second floor, and flashed Xiao Er, who was standing at the door.

The hurried footsteps finally stopped in front of a closed door.

This teahouse was very quiet, Ling Jiantong's eyes turned around, and finally landed on the somewhat translucent window paper, and he vaguely saw that there seemed to be a person sitting inside, and the dim candlelight was spreading, so that Ling Jiantong couldn't see the person's face clearly.

"When you go in, don't say anything, don't listen to anything." Mu Jinghong said with a somewhat serious expression.

Ling Jiantong sneered, lowered his voice and said, "Hey, Mu Jinghong, what are you and me?" The air is still deaf and dumb, if you don't worry about me, just leave me outside. ”

Mu Jinghong pointed at the eyebrows of Ling Jiantong, who was a little angry, and her handsome face suddenly enlarged, with a little scrutiny, her eyes were as deep as the sea, but she could have the ability to see through her heart at a glance: "Do you think I don't know what you have in mind?" ”

Anyway, she already knew a rough idea, and instead of letting her go, it was a threat, it was better to let her stay by his side, which would be safer.

The door was pushed gently, and Mu Jinghong wanted to go in, but Ling Jiantong lost his temper at this time, standing in place like a log, glaring at Mu Jinghong angrily.

What the hell does this man think of her, a doll for him to fiddle with?

She is not the kind of idiot woman who has a chest and no brain.

No, he can't let him look down on her.

This time, she said that she would not go in with him to see what he could do.

Ling Jiantong made up her mind, but when there was a throbbing pain in her wrist, before she could come back to her senses, her entire body was dragged into the house by him almost uncontrollably.

"You ......" Ling Jiantong grinned in pain, she didn't expect this Mu Jinghong to look feminine, but his hand strength was so big.

The room is very quiet, and I am afraid that I can hear a needle.

Behind the layers of curtains, a vague back is reflected, slightly fat.

Mu Jinghong's somewhat serious face was changed to a full smile in an instant, and he naturally lifted the curtain and walked in front of the man.

Moved from the back to the front, Ling Jiantong saw this man, how to say it, this man looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties from the back, but once he saw his true face, it was a very young face, he was twenty years old, his face was very uneven, and large and small pimples covered his whole face like pockmarks, and at a glance, he knew that his life was irregular, resulting in endocrine disorders.

This is the person Mu Jinghong wants to meet?

The man raised his eyes, just glanced at Mu Jinghong, and then fell on Ling Jiantong, and his lazy eyes immediately became different, like a hungry wolf seeing his long-lost prey.

Mu Jinghong put the cat cage in his hand in front of the man's eyes, and then said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Song Gongzi was so idle, I don't know why Lord Song hasn't arrived yet?" ”

The person sitting opposite Mu Jinghong was Song Yuan, the son of the waiter of the Criminal Department.

As soon as Mu Jinghong asked, Song Yuancai reluctantly took his eyes off Ling Jiantong, and then smiled politely: "My father has something, so he sent me here today, but it is just a murder case, why bother the Seventh Prince to intervene in person?" You can send someone to tell me, and I will let go of Ye Zhengbai. ”

Seven Princes?!

Ling Jiantong looked Mu Jinghong up and down suspiciously, this little white face is a prince? I'll go, anyone like this can be a prince, so won't she be able to be a queen and have fun?!

Mu Jinghong didn't have the energy to care about Ling Jian's eyes, but half-narrowed his eyes, how true and how false are these Song Yuan's words?

Although Mu Jinghong is the seventh prince of Tianyuan Kingdom, compared to the six elder brothers above, he is the most unfavored, and the current emperor Mu Zhan is not optimistic about him at all, so his title of prince is an empty shell.