The night is already deep.

It's already autumn, why is it hot tonight, and even the wind blowing through the window is hot, which makes people feel irritable.

Song Ling didn't know how many times he had opened the door, but the room opposite was still dark and dark.

He's not back yet?

It's been this hour, and they should have had a lot of fun.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a bitterness in her heart.

Suddenly, there were several human voices outside, and the clear female voice was particularly high-pitched.

"What a joy it was today!"

"Brother Chong bought me a lot of things!"

As soon as Song Ling heard Princess Baojin's joyful voice, his heart sank inexplicably, and he suddenly closed the door and hurriedly blew out the candle.

Murong Chong walked to Song Ling's door, and just raised his hand to knock on the door, but saw that the light in the room went out at once, leaving him with a gloom in the sky, far away and far-reaching.

His hand stayed in place, and gradually, it drooped.

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Following

I don't know if it's because of this abnormal weather, or other reasons, Song Ling tossed and turned last night, but he just didn't get a good night's sleep.

She got up early, and tended to play with a few flowers and plants in the backyard, not rare and exotic grasses, but a few weeds she picked on the mountain when she had nothing to do, born against the steep cliffs, and grew up by the baptism of wind and rain, vigorous, tenacious and tenacious.

Even if she doesn't have time to take care of it when she is busy, these wild grasses and mountain flowers can absorb nutrients on their own, grow independently, and work hard.

And those flowers and plants that are too precious are delicate and difficult to feed, and the flowers that bloom are only short-lived and long-lasting.

In contrast, she prefers those weeds that thrive in the face of adversity, where the wind does not blow out, and the torrential rain does not stop, although it is difficult to grow, but it lasts for a long time.

Just when Song Ling was absentmindedly watering the flowers and plants, a jade flute suddenly appeared behind him, and it was broken horizontally from the middle of the grass stem, and several wild grasses seemed to have been forcibly cut off and wilted to one side.

"Ah, I'm sorry, my hand slipped." A pretended squirming female voice came from behind her, obviously with a sense of pride, how could there be any apology.

Hand slipped?! The intensity is so great, this is obviously intentional.

Song Ling immediately became angry, and she suddenly turned her head and glared at the initiator.

Don't think about it, those who can deliberately trouble her in the Pingyang Taishou Mansion, except for Princess Baojin, I'm afraid that there will be no second person.

Knowing that she did it on purpose, Song Ling still endured it and didn't have a seizure, she just carefully rearranged the flowers and plants.

Baojin is a princess after all, and with her current status, swallowing her anger is the only thing she can do.

"This flower doesn't look like a rare species, so why bother." Princess Baojin stood aside and watched Song Ling take care of it, and said nonchalantly.

"The princess didn't have anything else to do, so Song Ling retired first." She didn't want to entangle with her, so she didn't want to be honest.

Princess Baojin raised her eyebrows high, suddenly leaned over, her hand slipped, and the green and transparent jade flute suddenly slipped from her hand, fell heavily to the ground, and shattered into two.

I only heard the woman exclaim in surprise and said, "Song Ling, you are so bold!" How dare I smash the jade flute that my brother gave me! ”

Song Ling stood aside as plain as water, watching coldly at a play she directed and acted in.

"If you're not careful, don't blame me."

"You! You! Princess Baojin pointed at Song Ling's eyebrows with her red cardamom nails, and said angrily, "I know that you are jealous of Brother Chong's kindness to me, so you want to break what he gave me." ”

Song Ling frowned impatiently, she still had no end, "If the princess sees that my cheap maid is not pleasing to the eye, then please ask the princess to go back to Chang'an." Pingyang Temple is small and can't accommodate the princess's big Buddha. ”

Although Song Ling said plainly, without ups and downs, everyone could hear the expulsion in her words!

Princess Baojin was so angry that she stomped her foot and said angrily, "You dare to drive me away!" You don't look at yourself either! ”

She suddenly raised her eyebrows and looked at her with disdain, and the corners of her mouth pulled up a sneer that was extremely mocking, "A daughter of a defeated country, if it weren't for Brother Chong to protect you, you would have gone to the Netherworld Mansion to accompany your incompetent father and brother!" ”

Before she finished speaking, Song Ling had already withdrawn her hand and slapped her delicate face dressed with precious fat powder, and a bright five-finger red mark immediately appeared on her fine makeup left face, and the golden step on the bright moon bun was also tilted to one side, very embarrassed.

"You, how dare you hit me!" Princess Baojin covered her painful left cheek aggrievedly and looked at Song Ling in disbelief.

From childhood to adulthood, even if it was her father, he was reluctant to scold her loudly, not to mention that someone dared to commit a crime.

This Song Ling is really bold, and he thinks his life is long!

"If the princess insults my father and brother again, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" Song Ling looked at her coldly, her eyes burst out with sharp light, like a sharp blade, and Bao Jin was stunned in his heart.

She couldn't help but take a few steps back, but she still held her face and said strongly, "Song Ling! You wait for me! I'll tell Brother Chong to go! ”

Song Ling snorted contemptuously and said nonchalantly, "You go, I have followed the adult for many years, he can punish me at most, and he can still drive me away." ”

Princess Baojin took a few steps back, gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I have to let Brother Chong drive you away!" ”

Song Ling deliberately took a few steps closer to her, and she was so frightened that she retreated again and again, "You go, I'll wait here." ”

"No need to go!" Suddenly, there was a loud shout from behind Song Ling, and his tone was full of anger that could not be concealed.

When Princess Baojin saw someone coming, tears immediately surged out like a spring spring, only to see her holding her left cheek and throwing herself into Murong Chong's arms.

"Brother Chong, Song Ling, she ......" Princess Baojin couldn't cry anymore.

"I've seen it all." Murong Chong gently patted Princess Baojin's back, his eyes were full of countless tenderness and distress, and even his voice was soft, which made Song Ling feel an inexplicable pain in his heart.

"Brother Chong, you have to be the master of Baojin." She clutched Murong Chong's sleeve tightly, and her tears were uncontrollable, becoming more and more exaggerated.

Murong Chong frowned and looked at Song Ling, his eyes were cold that she had never seen before, and she only heard him say in a cold voice, "Song Ling, immediately apologize to the princess and admit your mistake!" ”

Such a Murong Chong suddenly made her feel a little unspeakably strange.

"I'm not wrong!" Song Ling clenched his hands into fists, straightened his waist, and said stubbornly.

"You ......" Murong Chong looked at her, although he was full of anger, he still couldn't bear to be harsh.

As if seeing Murong Chong's hesitation, Princess Baojin immediately added fuel and vinegar, "Brother Chong, look at her!" How can you stay by your side with such a person who is neither big nor small and does not know dignity and inferiority! ”

"Song Ling, I'll give you another chance to apologize to the princess immediately!"

"No!"