Changying smiled.

Whether she says it or not, things are all there, she can't shirk responsibility for Ling Yan's death, if she doesn't say it, does it mean that she doesn't blame herself or feel guilty?

If she doesn't blame herself and doesn't feel guilty, why should she take it as her responsibility to protect the Ling family after being reborn?

The things in the previous life are still miserable and resentful in this life, and she will feel that she is hypocritical.

Huo Rong looked at her for a while and said, "Ling Yuan didn't want to kill you. ”

Changying snorted: "Maybe." ”

Maybe he really didn't want to kill her, maybe he was still worried about his mother, the Shen family was the only one seedling left, in terms of his aunt's feelings for his mother's family, if Ling Yuan killed her, how would his aunt deal with herself in the future?

Of course, it may also be that she is self-inflicted, but she really can't think of why he hasn't done it since he has chased him here.

She had some mixed feelings in her heart. Yang Yang got up with the medicine box in his hand and said, "I'll retire first." ”

"Have you ever thought that Ling Yan's death may have something to do with the marriage letter between the two of us?"

Huo Rong looked at her silhouette and said.

Changying paused, and turned abruptly.

……

Ling Yuan returned to the house and entered the door, the depth in his eyes had not yet receded.

The breeze poured into the window, stirring the bell under the window, and the crisp sound of jingling bells echoed in the room.

He stretched out his hand to hold the hanging tassel, and with a slight grip, the bell gradually stopped.

Guo Jiao presented the letter in his hand: "The letter from the second master said that the news of the Hou master's arrival in Huzhou has been known.

"The prince has been moving frequently in the past two days, Fan Xin heard that he has also entered Beijing, and the Gu family has been calm in those two days, and now he can't see what medicine is sold in the gourd."

Ling Yuan's eyes were unharmed, and after a while, he withdrew his hand: "Let her come to the mansion." ”

After Guo Jiao understood, he hesitated slightly: "Miss Ying, she went to General Huo's house." ”

Only then did Ling Yuan turn around and look at him deeply.

……

On the side of the guard, Huo Rong was still sitting behind the chair, looking at Changying calmly and seriously.

When he first knew that she was Shen Ying, who killed his own uncle, he did reject her.

But people are always flesh and blood and conscious, from the fact that she didn't know anything about the marriage book of the two of them, and was completely at a loss about that past, to the time of Ling Yan's death shortly after this incident, her reaction to these things all showed that there was a reason behind Ling Yan's death.

Seeing her headache, she refused to say, and he wouldn't force him.

But now, Ling Yuan is here, and he has done something to her, can she overcome this hurdle?

Things have to be solved, and she has to face them.

Although she and him seemed to have nothing to do with Ling Yan's death for half a month, but the time was so close, what if there was a connection?

Changying stood stunned and pursed her lips. After a moment, she shook her head. "No," he said. No. ”

Huo Rong frowned: "Why are you so sure?" ”

Changying looked at him deeply and didn't speak.

There was silence in the room.

After a while, Huo Rong said faintly: "If Ling Yuan wants to take you back, will you leave?" ”

Changying retracted her gaze, clutched her hand on the box, didn't say anything this time, and walked straight away.

The oncoming rays of the sun stung her eyes.

Ling Yan was killed by her, it would be good if Ling Yuan didn't kill her, how could he take her back? What face does she have to go back to?

Her heart was tumbling, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

She thought she couldn't control it, and right now, she urgently needed to go back and calm down, otherwise it would get out of control, and it would.

"General Shen, Master Hou invites you to come to the mansion to discuss matters."

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the guard, Guo Jiao blocked the way.

Changying stopped to look at him, and clenched the box in his hand again.

Ling Yuan is still looking for her? What did he ask her for? Is it to reprimand her, to punish her, or to face her face to face and count the previously interrupted debt collection more thoroughly?

Guo Jiao looked at her bleeding complexion, and changed her tone in a deep voice: "Miss Ying, let's go, lest Master Hou wait for a long time." ”

The long tassel pursed her lips, and her nails dug into the cracks of the box.

An open pavilion was built in the small garden to the east of the Ling family, and at this time, jade was spread on it, and Ling Yuan, who had changed his clothes, was sitting on it.

The scenery on all sides is not bad, the peony of a small garden is in full bloom, and the huge flowers are wanton and open, which is a very pleasant place to enjoy the coolness.

Changying glanced around, standing three feet away from him.

She knew that Ling Yuan chose to see her here just because he didn't want to be in the same room with her, and he had impeccable conduct, so he had to choose an open place to clean her up, so as not to damage his reputation.

"Master Hou." She saluted.

Ling Yuan raised his eyes and swept her, his expression was truly as quiet as a sinking pool.

Changying also lowered his eyes and looked at his feet, not moving or making a sound.

"Who gave you that name?" In the middle of the night, he asked.

Changying didn't expect this opening remark and raised her head.

He had no expression.

Changying was silent for a moment and said, "Myself." ”

Ling Yuan flipped through a few thin books in front of him, and then said: "Self-proclaimed Changying, in less than four years, he has gone from the most basic soldier to the deputy of the Fifth Army, and he is also working hard to study the affairs of Caoyun, this is to make a name for himself in the guard, and fight against the Ling family in the future?" ”

"Don't dare." Changying seemed calm about such harsh criticism, perhaps because he had known it for a long time.

Where did she get the confidence to go against him? Anyway, whatever he wants, she bears.

From the morning to now, she has been going for a little half a day, she is emotionally aroused and suppressed, suppressed and provoked, she is already exhausted, if she can make him feel better if she is obedient, and let her go back early, she will be very grateful.

Unfortunately, it backfired. No sooner had she thought than her feet in delicate embroidered boots came into view.

She bowed down even further, making that bowed to her ears.

But halfway through, a hand suddenly grabbed her arm and lifted her up straight: "You have been in the Ling family for ten years, and the Ling family has raised you for ten years, so did you teach you to look so stingy and humble!" ”

Changying, who was held up and standing upright, was forced to look at him, and from a distance of two feet, his eyes were as cold as frost, and if he looked closely, there was a hint of resentment in them.

This, how is this possible?

In the Ling family for ten years, he ignored her, hated her, and disliked her, all of them, how could he be angry because of her?

He shouldn't have any other emotions for her than hatred and anger.

"The young lady from the Ling family not only has a pair of hard-hearted people who dare to kill her uncle, but also a pair of soft bones?"

His voice was bitterly cold, making Changying tremble.

His five fingers were still clasped around her shoulders and arms, and his voice was so slow that he seemed to crawl out from the depths of his throat one by one: "My father is really a failure, not only did his life die at your hands, but even the spirit of the Ling family, which he had been proud of for so many years, was also defeated by you."

"If you are allowed to be free for a few more years, will you even lose the female red poetry book that the Ling family taught you?"