Qin Sheng had already made up his mind.

If he appeared in front of her as the Seventh Prince's Baili Xian, then he would be the Seventh Prince.

If he appeared in front of her as the master of the Qingyin Pavilion, then he would be Lan Xingchen.

Although she was very greedy for a warm embrace, Lan Xingchen still let her go.

His breath suddenly sank, and his eyes looked at the bamboo tube in Qin Sheng's hand with a calm gaze, "Open it and take a look." ”

What Lan Xingchen personally stole must be very important. He gave it to her, which showed that it was very important to her. This was Qin Sheng's first thought.

But as soon as this thought came to mind, her heart beat wildly again, this time, not the inexplicable joy before, but too nervous.

But she still opened the bamboo tube with trembling hands, and in the bamboo tube was a pile of yellowed paper, and when the paper was spread out layer by layer, the handwriting on it seemed very familiar.

When he saw it clearly, Qin Sheng couldn't help but widen his eyes. All the papers in it are war reports written by my father?

Why is my father's battle report in the hands of his lieutenant? And not at the imperial court?

Why did the owner of Tang Zhuang still treasure his father's battle report after he was incognito?

Qin Sheng put all his doubtful eyes on Lan Xingchen, "How do you know these things?" ”

After finishing speaking, she felt that she was stupid again, Qingyin Pavilion had already collected news from all over the world, and it was not strange for him to know anything.

There were too many doubts in his heart, which made Qin Sheng breathless.

Over the years, chasing those clues that catch the wind and shadows, she is really tired, the truth is too difficult to find, she is so tired.

Looking at the mask on the man's face, her heart was cold again, and the feeling of powerlessness made her slowly squat down.

Burying a face deep in his knees, Qin Sheng's voice was a little tired, "Am I, it seems, really stupid?" ”

"What do you say, the woman that this king has a crush on, even if she is stupid, this king likes it", the man replied to her unabashedly.

Although he lowered his head and squatted on the ground, Qin Sheng still raised his foot accurately and stepped on his foot, "You are stupid, I am a rare smart woman in the world." ”

"Okay, okay, I'm stupid", the man helped her up, "Don't everyone in the world know that this king is stupid, so what are you still worried about?" ”

Qin Sheng, who never exposed his weakness and grievances in front of outsiders, now just wants to cry happily.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't cry.

After she couldn't be coaxed no matter what, Lan Xingchen, that is, the Seventh Prince, looked at her condescendingly, "If you want to cry in the arms of this king, you can hold this king and cry, but this king's arms are really cold and can't give you any warmth."

Qin Sheng was stunned in his heart, and he forgot about crying.

She stood up straight, her eyes looking directly into the man's eyes as deep as the sea, "How could you be so deeply poisoned?" ”

She made up her mind that this time she must ask for a result.

It's not that she has to uncover the scars of the Seventh Prince, but she wants to know what poison he has and why, so that it is convenient to prescribe the right medicine.

The man under the mask, his long eyelashes flashed slightly, and his eyes seemed to have seen many years of time, and he saw the accident many years ago.

At that time, he and his mother lived happily every day, and her mother never liked to fight for anything, nor did she intend to fight.

But if you don't fight or grab, it doesn't mean that others are not afraid.

As time passed, he saw that the concubine died in front of him, in his arms......

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