Baizhu's room at the moment was full of broken bottles and cans, and unknown liquids of various colors were also spilled on the ground.

Baizhu knelt on the ground, his face did not have half a minute of ups and downs, he could only listen, and he could only watch, but he couldn't say anything.

Situ Qianchen, who was dressed in red, slammed the last jar in front of Baizhu, and then he grabbed Baizhu's collar with one hand, pulled her up and said, "Baizhu, do you deliberately want to expose me?" ”

Baizhu lowered his eyes, but his voice was very clear: "My subordinates don't dare." ”

Situ Qianchen's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the words behind him almost came out of his teeth: "Don't dare? So what's going on with Rentang? What's going on with the medicine cabinet? ”

"Lord, it was all an accident, a subordinate negligence."

Baizhu admitted his mistake, but there was no trace of guilt and fear on his face, he was not afraid of Situ Qianchen.

"Baizhu, I can save you single-handedly, and now I can kill you with my fingers."

Only then did Baizhu raise his gaze, and looked at Situ Qianchen with a pair of desireless eyes: "My subordinates said that my life has long been yours by the Lord." ”

Situ Qianchen narrowed his eyes: "Do you also think that I don't dare to kill you." ”

"The subordinates are not Xuanshen, and they don't have that guts."

What does it mean to say something?

They looked at each other for a long time, Situ Qianchen violently pushed away the white arts, now that the Seven Star Cabinet is employing people, the white arts cannot be killed.

"Lord, please rest assured, since it is a mistake made by a subordinate, his subordinates will definitely make up for it."

Situ Qianchen only felt that his brain hurt, he closed his eyes slightly, and his voice sank: "Forget it, this matter is over, you must not let Ling Jiantong investigate it again, ask Rentang what to do, you should be clear." ”

With that, Situ Qianchen pushed open the door and walked out.

Bai Zhu knelt alone in a messy room, and suddenly a black figure floated in the corner, and under the faint blue candlelight, it looked particularly ghostly.

"Why did you come out and not go back?" Baizhu got up and glared at her.

The black covered all of her, revealing only a nose and a mouth, and she moved her lips slightly, and floated back as Baizhu commanded.

The next day, Mu Jinghong was acquitted and released from prison, and the truth has been ascertained, and the girl deliberately blamed Mu Jinghong after committing suicide.

Situ Qianchen was sitting under the pavilion in the courtyard at the moment, drinking tea, and the crown prince Mu Luo came to the door angrily.

"I finally caught Mu Jinghong, why did you let it go again?"

Situ Qianchen put down the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the puzzled Mu Luo, unhurriedly invited him to sit down, and poured him a cup of tea.

"This is a good Longjing, you might as well try it, prince."

The prince didn't have such good patience, he pushed away the teacup and said urgently: "Situ Qianchen, what do you think?" Didn't you say a few days ago that Mu Jinghong was an obstacle to our plan and should be removed as soon as possible? ”

"That was a few days ago, and now I don't think so."

Mu Luo stood up suddenly, and his anger completely surged: "Situ Qianchen, are you playing with me?" I'm telling you, even without you, Prince Ben can ......."

Situ Qianchen made a silent movement, although there was no one in the courtyard, it was inevitable that there would be ears on the wall.

"Prince, you are too anxious, I just thought of a better way to deal with Mu Jinghong, and this time it will be effortless, I can kill two birds with one stone."

Mu Luo was skeptical: "Really? ”

Situ Qianchen raised his eyes and smiled indifferently, his smile was meaningful, he was about to speak, but he didn't expect the sound of Ling Jiantong and Black Eagle talking outside the courtyard.

Then Ling Jiantong appeared in front of them with a snack, Situ Qianchen's eyes signaled to Mu Luo, and then Mu Luo sat opposite Situ Qianchen and drank tea leisurely.

Ling Jiantong thought that Situ Qianchen was alone in the courtyard, but he didn't expect Mu Luo to be there.

She sorted out her mood, walked to the pavilion, and put the snack in her hand on the stone table: "This is the snack just made in the kitchen, and it's still hot." ”

Mu Luo looked down at the delicate dim sum in front of him, picked up a piece, just tasted it and praised it: "The kitchen of Zhenguo Mansion really lives up to its reputation, and this small dim sum can be made so delicate and delicious, it can be seen that Mrs. Situ is taking care of the house with her heart." ”

Madam?!

Are you talking about Ling Jiantong?

Situ Qianchen smiled in his eyes, and pushed the dim sum to Mu Luo's side: "Then the prince might as well eat more." ”

Mu Luo waved his hand, then looked up at Ling Jiantong and said, "This is what Mrs. Situ made for you, and there is something else in the prince's mansion, so I won't bother." ”

With that, Mu Luo got up and walked away.

Ling Jiantong's tight string was completely loosened, and Situ Qianchen couldn't help but smile when he saw Ling Jiantong's appearance as if he was facing a great enemy: "Jiantong, are you afraid of the prince?" ”

Ling Jiantong's eyes widened, and he shook his head again and again: "I'm afraid of him? Why am I afraid of him, Situ, have you forgotten who burned his carriage? ”

Situ Qianchen smiled, it was still Ling Jiantong's madness when he was in the middle of the Gu, and he made an unexpected move.

"Situ, I want to thank you." Ling Jiantong turned back to the topic.

Situ Qianchen knew what she was referring to, so he pulled her to sit down: "That's what I promised you, I will definitely do it, we don't need to say thank you." ”

Ling Jian smiled and nodded.

Situ Qianchen held Ling Jiantong's hands: "Jiantong, our wedding date is approaching, I asked Black Eagle to prepare some dowry, I want to go to Fengguo Mansion in person another day to meet General Yun and Mrs. Ling." ”

It's time to propose.

Ling Jiantong opened his mouth slightly, this is all as it should be, but Ling Jiantong felt empty in his heart.

"Situ, your health is not very good now, why don't you wait a few days to go to Fengguofu."

"I don't want to wait any longer, the days that belong to us are getting fewer and fewer, I want to marry you into the family and spend the rest of my time with you."

What Situ Qianchen said was reasonable, making it impossible to refute it, Ling Jiantong also lowered her gaze, since Mu Jinghong was fine, she should marry Situ Qianchen without worry.

The next day, Situ Qianchen returned to Fengguo Mansion with Ling Jiantong, and after meeting Yunyi and Ling Zhishuang, their marriage was decided.

Three days later, Ling Jiantong was going to marry into the Zhenguo Mansion.

In order to prepare for the wedding, the people in the Zhenguo Mansion were very busy, only Ling Jiantong was a little idle, anyway, Situ Qianchen didn't let her do anything, and handed it over to the subordinates to do it for her.

On this day, Black Eagle brought in a few boxes from outside the house, and Ling Jiantong was bored, so he walked over curiously and asked Black Eagle what was in the box.

Black Eagle only said: "This is a rare fruit that the second master ordered to buy from outside the territory, and the day after tomorrow is a big wedding, and the second master is going to use this to entertain the guests." ”

Ling Jiantong nodded suddenly, she opened a few mouthfuls of boxes at random, and it was really full of fruits of various colors and shapes.

Black Eagle walked to Ling Jiantong's side, his expression was a little embarrassed: "Miss Ling, there is something, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you." ”

"Just say something."

"The second master said that the seventh prince was imprisoned and wronged a few days ago, so he wanted to send two boxes of fruits to the Seven Princes' Mansion, and I have other things on hand, so can you ask the girl to send them to the Seven Princes Mansion for me?"

Isn't it just giving fruit? It's not simple.

Ling Jiantong agreed without thinking about it, and when she stopped outside the door of the Seven Kings' Mansion with the carriage, she suddenly didn't dare to knock on the door.

If it was Gong Chuyue who opened the door, it would be better, if it was Mu Jinghong, what could she say?

Ling Jiantong shook his head, thinking that Mu Jinghong never stayed at home during the day, presumably he should be lingering in the dusty land of Jiao Zi Pavilion now.

Ling Jiantong took a deep breath and stepped forward to knock on the door.

Facts have proved that people will come to whatever they are afraid of, and Mu Jinghong may not be at home for 99 days in 100 days, but today he is at home.

He was the one who opened the door.

The two of them met coldly, and an embarrassing atmosphere suddenly arose.

Mu Jinghong is not as drunk as before, he is dressed in white, and his black hair is combed, but he looks a little delicate.

They were silent for a while, Ling Jiantong scratched his head, pointed to the two carts of fruit behind him, and said, "I'm here to deliver fruit for Zhenguo Mansion." ”

Mu Jinghong's eyes lingered on the box for a while, and then he opened the door and asked his subordinates to carry the fruit into the mansion.

Mu Jinghong opened the box and only said: "I have a heart, thank you." ”

And he never said anything more.

Ling Jiantong looked at the Seven Kings' Mansion, which was a little deserted around him, and couldn't help asking, "What about Gong Chuyue?" On weekdays, isn't she most willing to sit in the courtyard? ”

Mu Jinghong closed the box, and then asked the people in the house to carry the box to the backyard: "She and the maid went out, maybe they will come back late." ”

"Oh" Ling Jiantong reluctantly replied, and the silence was like air filling the surroundings of the two of them.

When did they become so strange?

"Well, I've already delivered the fruit, so I'll go." Ling Jiantong smiled, and then was about to walk to the door of the mansion, but Mu Jinghong behind him suddenly said: "Eyes, play that tune for me again." ”

Ling Jiantong's footsteps stopped, she lowered her eyes, and her heart seemed to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle: "I didn't bring the flute." ”

Mu Jinghong took out a piccolo tied with a peach blossom knot from his arms and handed it to her: "I have it here, eyes, for the last time, blow it to me." ”

Ling Jiantong turned around slowly, lowered her eyes to look at the piccolo they had once loved, her eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and her eyes were sore.

Her hand trembled a little as she took the piccolo, which carried too much of their past, too heavy, as if it were a thousand pounds.

But Ling Jiantong still didn't refuse, she put the piccolo to her lips, and blew out the song that had been engraved in her heart melodiously, she hadn't touched it for a long time, so the music was not as smooth as before, and there was even a slight whimper mixed in.