To say it or not to say it, that's the question.

Ling Jiantong thought about it again and again, but decided to keep silent, just be dumb for a while, and see what he could do to me?

Seeing her iron-hearted appearance, Mu Jinghong knew that no matter how much she asked, it would be in vain, and when they arrived in the capital, time could not be delayed, Mu Jinghong had to go to Jiaozi Pavilion to see the book of the Criminal Department.

So what about this woman?

Although he had already guessed that she was Ling Peng's daughter nine times out of ten, this temperament was completely the same as the rumored two people, he was now five points of faith and five points suspicious, and subconsciously, he was resolute not to let her go.

So......

The sky was approaching evening, and the Jiao Zi Pavilion, which was resting in the daytime, gradually woke up as the night came, and returned to the luxury of drunken gold.

Jiao Zi Pavilion is the largest green building in the capital of Tianyuan Kingdom, whether it is an official in the court or a wealthy businessman, as long as there is money in his pocket, he will come here for recreation.

And Mu Jinghong is obviously a frequent visitor here.

The old bustard leaning on the verandah was leisurely shaking the fan, looking down at the men and women downstairs who were happy and loving.

The annual income of this Jiao Zi Pavilion can be compared to the fortune of the prime minister of the dynasty, I don't know how many times more.

Suddenly, she only heard the screams of more than one woman coming from the hall, she subconsciously thought that it was a drunkard who came to Jiao Zige to make trouble, but when she looked at the door, she vaguely saw that where was the drunk, it was clearly the son of Jinghong who came, and it was no wonder that so many girls threw aside the guests who entered the curtain beside them, and they also wanted to come up and take a look at Mu Jinghong.

When Mu Jinghong arrived at Jiao Zi Pavilion, he was as natural and generous as returning home.

"Childe Jinghong, why did you come so late? People want to kill you. ”

"Son-in-law, how about coming to my room tonight?"

"Childe Jinghong, Feng'er has practiced a new song today, Childe came to my room to listen to it?"

At first, it was gossipy, but later, it was directly robbed, and this kind of chaotic scene was no less than a modern fan pick-up.

Mu Jinghong's face is a smile that has not changed for thousands of years, and he can cope with it easily.

But Ling Jiantong who followed behind him didn't have such good luck, these girls not only had big breasts, but even their buttocks were not good, Ling Jiantong was rubbed around by them, and they were almost squeezed into paper people.

I'll go.

Ling Jiantong scolded secretly, if it weren't for Mu Jinghong's hands being tied with ropes, she wouldn't have fallen to this step today.

Finally squeezed out of the crowd, Mu Jinghong sent them away in a few words, after all, today is not to have fun, but to see people.

"Yo, Childe Jinghong, I haven't seen you for a few days, your peach blossom luck is still so good? Our girls here are all thinking about you, what's going on today? Do you want Feng'er or Qingluo? Which one you like, I'll arrange it for you. ”

The old bustard smiled flatteringly, although she poured a lot of powder on her face, but she could still see the ruthless traces left by the years in the corner of her eyes.

Mu Jinghong shook his head, and then his fingers were slightly closed, and Ling Jiantong, who had fallen in the distance, stumbled to his side, rolling his eyes and glaring at him.

The old bustard glanced Ling Jiantong up and down, and in addition to disdain, he was puzzled: "Gongzi Jinghong, even if you want to send someone to us, you don't need to send this person who is not yet developed, right?" ”

What does that mean?!

Ling Jiantong's mouth pursed, and he couldn't wait to fly out of his flat chest with a sharp knife, aunt and grandmother This is crossing, if it rests on the previous body, I don't know how many times bigger the chest is than the girl here you?

The old bustard laughed at her like this, but Mu Jinghong also laughed: "Don't worry, if I send someone to Jiao Zi Pavilion, it will be the best, today, I am here to meet someone, arrange a quiet room for me." ”

Seeing that people don't go to the restaurant and teahouse, but come to the Qinglou, is there a problem with Mu Jinghong's brain? !

Ling Jiantong was thinking about it, and suddenly the rope tightened, and she had to follow Mu Jinghong's steps and walk to a private room in the corner of the second floor.

As soon as he entered the door, Mu Jinghong placed the cat cage he was holding in his other hand on the table, and he had no intention of letting go of the rope that restrained Ling Jiantong.

"Hey, can you untie the rope, my wrists are numb." Ling Jiantong kicked the chair where Mu Jinghong was sitting.

"What if I untie it for you, and if you run away?"

Ling Jiantong really wanted to slap Mu Jinghong in front of him with the sole of his shoe: "You big man is looking at me, how can I run away?!" ”

"If you want to untie the rope, you can, as long as you tell me, who are you?"

"Hey, can't you just ask another question? I promise, I'll tell you the truth. ”

Mu Jinghong didn't pay attention to her anymore, but drank tea leisurely.

Ling Jiantong's two hands were folded together, making all kinds of grimaces and strange movements behind Mu Jinghong, and when she had no choice but to take Mu Jinghong, she inadvertently saw that there was a mandala flower in this room.

The book says that the pollen of the mandala flower has the same effect as **, if you use it to stun Mu Jinghong, then wouldn't you have a chance to escape?

This time, God still helped Ling Jian Tong once.

Just as she tried her best to get close to the vase, the door opened a crack, and Mu Jinghong left a rope in the room, and then walked out, as if something had happened, and his expression was a little solemn.

Ling Jiantong was not the slightest interested in their conversation outside the door, but as soon as Mu Jinghong went out like this, it created conditions for Ling Jiantong, and she was busy picking the blooming mandala flowers, and squeezed a drop of flower juice in her palm.

It didn't take long for Mu Jinghong to return to the house, his expression was obviously a little different, as if he had something on his mind.

Ling Jiantong pretended to have a very painful wrist, and still repeated: "You can do it, help me untie the rope, my hands are really numb, you see that they are all purple." ”

Ling Jiantong fully played the characteristics of her big eyes, and the sparkling ground was indeed very pitiful.

Besides, after strangling for so long, her wrist was indeed red and swollen.

Mu Jinghong stepped forward and reached out to untie the rope tied to her hand, but she didn't know that there was a thorn in the rope, and she accidentally pierced Mu Jinghong's slender finger with a bloody hole.

He didn't feel anything yet, but Ling Jiantong exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly held his fingers, his face full of concern: "Oh, why are you so careless, you are bleeding, look at it, such a beautiful hand, how ugly is it with a bloody wound?" ”

Ling Jiantong's concern was too contrived, making Mu Jinghong frown slightly: "When did you care about me so much?" ”

The flower juice in his palm had quietly fused with his blood, Ling Jian raised his eyes, revealing two small tiger teeth, and smiled triumphantly: "If I don't care about you, how can I stun you?" ”