"You don't have to go. In the hanging corner pavilion in the courtyard, the water ghost put down the green jade teacup and said to the blue star spirit who was sitting opposite.

Lan Xingling fed the crushed pastries to the tiger cub in his arms little by little, and smiled softly: "I think so too, but my mother said that the past is like smoke, and it will be forgotten if it is dispersed, it is a sister, no matter how much resentment and pickling, it has nothing to do with the children, it happens that I am in Beijing, and it is not a trouble to go to the Qi'an Hou Mansion." ”

The water ghost pouted and said: "Although the juniors don't care about the rights and wrongs of the elders, if it wasn't for my mother's attention, you, you, would have been harmed by the so-called aunt and couldn't be born." Thinking that she was about to lose her little hair, who was closer than her sisters, she didn't like the Qi'an Hou Mansion, even if she ...... Lan Xingling's aunt is only married to the third master of the Marquis of Qi'an's Mansion who did not inherit the title.

Lan Xingling said softly: "If I am in the Valley of the Divine Doctor, I will not want to do it no matter what, maybe I have some fate with my cousin who I have never met." "She happened to be in the capital, and they just happened to ask for the Divine Doctor Valley, and she hadn't left for the Divine Doctor Valley yet, and her mother just happened to deliver the letter.

The water ghost said helplessly: "If you insist on going, I won't stop you, but if something happens to you in Beijing, I will be unable to escape the blame, so I will take the evening cherry blossoms to the Qi'an Hou Mansion." "Some malice is deep in the marrow, and it is never wrong to be careful.

Lan Xingling didn't refuse, and smiled softly at the evening cherry blossom standing behind the water ghost: "Okay." ”

**

That night, Murong Changxi dragged his lame leg, selling pity, and begged to sleep in the same bed.

The water ghost raised his eyebrows and stared at the innocent him, glanced at his leg and said, "I'm afraid that your leg didn't break, but it was crushed by me." ”

Murong Changxi thought about it for a while, thought about it again, and then said seriously: "I will be careful not to be pressed by Ling'er." ”

...... Is this something you can be careful about, the water ghost rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Good, go sleep by yourself." ”

Murong Changxi bit his lip sadly, his clear and moist eyes sparkled: "But, but, I've been having nightmares lately, and even holding the pillow given by my father has no effect, so ...... I don't want to sleep alone. ”

The water ghost remembered what he said, and as long as he was by her side, he felt very relieved, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What nightmares have you been having lately?"

Murong Changxi blinked, even more sad, and said softly and cowardly: "I often dream that Ling'er doesn't want me and leaves me." ”

"......" is really a prescient dream, the water ghost sighed in his heart, and said slowly: "Sleep here, sleep here, but I want to talk to you first, if you dare to behave again-"

"- No, no. Murong Changxi was overjoyed and promised again and again, "I will never do anything that Ling'er is not happy with again." He was already very satisfied to be able to fall asleep and secretly hold her.

However, just as the water ghost and Murong Changxi were lying in the quilt, Ni Sheng hurriedly came and knocked on the door to ask for instructions.

The water ghost shouted at the door, "Say." ”

Nishang hesitated for half a second, but still said bluntly: "King Chen was seriously injured and fell into a coma when he was assassinated, and there is news that it was done by Concubine Hui. ”

The water ghost subconsciously looked at Murong Changxi, who also understood the fool, with a look of disbelief - Concubine Hui is Murong Bixuan's mother, who has not been imprisoned by Emperor Yongfeng in Shou'an Temple to kneel for the queen when she kneels to atone for her sins, she often takes care of Murong Changxi, who died early and was bullied all day long, she sneered: "That real yellow finch looks really ugly." ”