It stands to reason that after painting the portrait, should they go their own way, Hua Yue should go back to the Tai Hospital, but Zhang Meng pulled Hua Yue alive and didn't let him go, just like that, they continued to walk on the path in an extremely embarrassed state.

Ling Jiantong was a little black-faced throughout the whole process, Zhang Meng seemed to have good buddies around him to support the scene, and he became a lot more talkative, looking for topics one by one, trying to make Ling Jiantong laugh, but every time, Ling Jiantong listened to those cold jokes, and he smiled slightly and passed by.

Hua Yue knew what Ling Jiantong was uncomfortable with, so he took the initiative to say: "I see a good scenery in front of me, I'll go there for a walk, you can do it yourself." ”

Zhang Meng knew that Hua Yue had the habit of walking alone and not wanting others to follow, so he didn't stop him, anyway, it wasn't very far away, so just go with Hua Yue.

Ling Jiantong looked at Hua Yue's distant back, and his eyes inadvertently fell on Zhang Meng, but he found that he was also staring at Hua Yue's back, and couldn't help but feel nervous, this guy shouldn't be the same as those officials who chewed the root of his tongue, he likes Hua Yue, right?

If that's the case, then what else are you trying to seduc?!

Ling Jiantong deliberately cleared his throat, and Zhang Meng withdrew his gaze.

"That, General Zhang Meng, what is your relationship with Imperial Doctor Hua...... Seems to be pretty good. Ling Jiantong said implicitly.

Zhang Meng scratched the back of his head embarrassedly: "You have found out about this." ”

"Huh?" Ling Jiantong raised his eyebrows, what does this mean? He can't really be a gay guy who likes men, right?

So who is attacking and who is suffering?

On the surface, Hua Yue looks a little more feminine, and Zhang Meng is a rough person, it seems that Zhang Meng is more like an attacker, but from the perspective of personality, Hua Yue is cold, and Zhang Meng loves to stick to him, which is inconsistent with his appearance......

Ling Jiantong was seriously thinking about this problem, and Zhang Meng spoke: "My father is just one of my sons, don't look at him marrying so many concubines, but in the end, don't say that the son doesn't even have a daughter, I have no brothers and sisters, I always feel that there is something missing, but then I met Hua Yue, although he is a little arrogant, and sometimes he doesn't speak well, but I know that he really thinks about me, sometimes, I think, it would be good if he was my own brother." ”

"You only think of him as ...... My brother? ”

Zhang Meng was a little confused: "Well, what does the green breeze girl think?" ”

Lord, forgive yourself for your wickedness.

Ling Jiantong prayed silently for a while, and then unfolded an extremely relieved smile: "It's nothing, I just think the relationship between you two brothers is really good." ”

Zhang Meng didn't think about it further, and continued: "Green Breeze girl, don't you think Huayue is very attractive? He can do anything, he can do anything, and his martial arts are also high, but God gave him such a beautiful appearance, such a person is really envious and enviable. ”

After Zhang Meng said this, Ling Jiantong's heart sank, it seemed that it was really like this, since she met Hua Nian, it seemed that there was really nothing that could stump him, he could do everything well calmly, and he was also spoiled in every way for himself, gentle and considerate, but ......

Ling Jiantong's mind suddenly remembered Yun Yi's tragic death, as well as the tragic scene of the villagers of the small mountain village dying under Hua Yue's sword.

Maybe he is such a person, because he is too good, he is too possessive in his heart.

Ling Jiantong didn't want to discuss this issue with Zhang Meng, she should focus more on how to drag Zhang Meng into the right path of her ship now.

"General Zhang Meng is actually not bad."

Ling Jiantong felt that he could act, and he still had a sad look one moment, but the next moment he could indiscriminately transform into a he admired.

Zhang Meng was a little embarrassed when he heard Ling Jiantong praise himself like this: "The green breeze girl is serious, in fact, I am not as good as the girl imagined, but I do have a little bit of admiration for the girl." ”

This sudden confession really caught Ling Jiantong a little off guard.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the second time they've met, and he's ...... Is it because he looks like his mother?

This drama has to be played.

"I have admired those great generals who fought for the country since I was a child, and I have long heard of the name of General Zhang Meng, so I have admired the general for a long time, but my status is low, and I am afraid that I am not worthy of you......, the general."

"Greenbreeze girl, where are you talking about? Zhang Meng is a rough person, the girl does not dislike it, and she is already fortunate in her third life. ”

When Zhang Meng said that he was excited, he couldn't help but hold Ling Jiantong's hand.

Ling Jiantong was startled and subconsciously dodged.

Zhang Meng smiled a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Miss Green, I was so excited just now, I really didn't expect that the person I like also likes me, so I ...... I didn't control it. ”

Ling Jiantong looked away, shook his head, and pretended to be shy: "I understand, it's just that men and women don't kiss, and there are many people here, I'm afraid that if I am seen by good people, I will leave trouble for the general." ”

"How so? With me, who would dare to speak ill of us in the back. ”

Ling Jiantong smiled knowingly, the two of them were just the right atmosphere, when Ling Jiantong finally put aside her self and played the role of Green Whisk wholeheartedly, someone came to make trouble.

No, it shouldn't be said to be people, it should be said to be flute......

The melodious flute sound came, and Ling Jiantong's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, she had heard this song, she couldn't say that she had heard it, but it was very familiar.

Her expression changed, this is the tune that Jinghong played to her before!

It's a thrill!

Ling Jiantong didn't know what was wrong with her, she couldn't hear anything what Zhang Meng said, she uncontrollably left Zhang Meng, who was still talking about love, looking for the flute, and was very anxious to find it.

It's this flute.

It must be Jinghong, and it is Jinghong who can blow such a tone.

In countless dreams, all she heard was Mu Jinghong sitting in front of her and playing the flute for her.

She knew, how could Jinghong die?!

The sound of the flute was getting closer and closer, and Ling Jian's pupils suddenly pushed aside the well-concealed vines, and when she saw the person playing the flute, her happy smile instantly froze on her face.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and the person holding the flute also looked back at Ling Jiantong, who was gradually smiling.

How could it be him?

How could he play such a tune?

They stood face to face like this, and if Zhang Meng hadn't rushed over, they didn't know how long they would have maintained this state.

"What's wrong with you, Greenbreeze girl? How can you ...... it so well" Zhang Meng looked at that end and blinked: "Hua Yue, you played the song just now?" ”

Hua Yue put away the bamboo flute in her hand and walked in front of them with a smile: "I also blew it on a whim, didn't disturb you, right?" ”

Zhang Meng's face sank a little, and the sentence on his lips, "What do you say?" Before he could say anything, he was snatched away by Ling Jiantong, who hung his head on his side: "Why do you know this song?" ”

Hua Yue smiled meaninglessly: "Is this song difficult?" When I was in Lingqing Mountain, I often heard the villagers in the mountains humming, and over time, it would blow. ”

Unbelief.

Every word he said, Ling Jiantong didn't believe it.

Hua Yue's eyes were clear, and anyone who saw it felt that he was telling the truth, but in Ling Jiantong's eyes, everything about him was hypocrisy.

Ling Jiantong glared at him, at one point, she wanted to force him to tell the truth, but in a flash, she dispelled this idea again, how shrewd Hua Yue was, he could boast of admiring the song when she and Zhang Meng were in love, but he was just not used to seeing her flirting with other men, it must be Hua Yue's inner possessiveness that was causing trouble.

Hua Yue smiled and continued to ask, "Does Miss Green Whisk think this song is good?" ”

Ling Jiantong gritted her teeth, and almost popped out of her teeth with the word "good", in the past, this song only belonged to her and Mu Jinghong, but now it has been blown by Hua Yue, but it has been tarnished.

On the way back, although he parted ways with Hua Yue, Ling Jiantong, who was sitting in the carriage, still had a dark face and looked very unhappy, which made Zhang Meng feel a little like he was on pins and needles.

Zhang Meng didn't ask Ling Jiantong what was wrong, but Ling Jiantong covered it up on the grounds that he was uncomfortable.

The carriage soon arrived at the gate of the Fuguo Mansion, Zhang Meng got out of the car, and carefully helped Ling Jiantong to get off the carriage, and before he could say anything, the housekeeper hurriedly ran over, attached to Zhang Meng's ear and said, "Son, the emperor is here." ”

Zhang Meng's face changed slightly, thinking that Mu Luo had just come to visit his father in the mansion, so he asked the housekeeper to send Ling Jiantong to the hall to rest for a while, and then he entered the mansion.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Meng turned from the verandah to Zhang Yan's room, Mu Luo walked out of the hall by mistake, and happened to collide with Ling Jiantong.

Ling Jiantong staggered back two steps, she was in a bad mood, and now that she was knocked out for no reason, she instantly had the urge to scold, but the moment she looked up, the dirty words on her lips were swallowed alive before she could come out.

Mu Luo was dressed in civilian clothes, and only followed by an old slave, without the majesty of the emperor's travel, this dress was a bit like a rich child.

"Bold girl, you dare to hit my master!" The old slave spoke softly, and when he heard it, he knew that he was a eunuch.

Ling Jiantong naturally recognized Mu Luo, but she was now a green whisk, she should have never seen the emperor, she suddenly bit her lips, bowed her head and apologized again and again.

Mu Luo's temper is not good, if he angers him, his life will be difficult to protect.

Ling Jiantong didn't dare to raise his head, and was thinking wildly, when he suddenly stretched out a hand, grabbed his chin, and lifted it.

Ling Jiantong and Mu Luo looked at each other at this time, the majesty of Mu Luo's son of heaven, his narrow eyes were half-narrowed, and he looked Ling Jiantong up and down.

Ling Jiantong's heart sank, ordinary men showed this kind of eyes, one might be interesting to themselves, and the other was that they wanted to light themselves......