After bathing, Su Baitong leisurely leaned against the window and wiped his hair, and smoke curled in the incense burner on the side

Huixiang brewed a soothing fragrant piece of tea according to Su Baitong's request, and then consciously withdrew.

Ghost Face They came back this time, and sure enough, the casualties were much lower than last time, plus they all brought the incense pills she prepared with them. So all of them came back one by one.

After Ling Xiaotian returned home, he threw everything to Master Li, and only kept Master Li busy.

"I'm afraid that the national teacher will soon find out who did this." Su Baitong muttered. "You'd better be careful lately."

"Are you scared?" Ling Xiaotian had just come out of the clean room, his hair was wet and hanging down from his shoulders, and he was wearing a plain satin robe, and the smooth satin was shining like a flowing water under the candlelight.

"A national teacher is not an ordinary person." She knows that better than anyone else.

It's just that the only thing she doesn't understand is that everything the national teacher has done so far doesn't seem to be aimed at her, but seems to be searching for other women with Senyu blood.

"Even if he is a national teacher, I won't let him touch my woman." Ling Xiaotian's tone was slightly cold, and he reached out to touch her lips subconsciously.

Su Baitong looked up at him, not knowing why. She always felt that since the last time he came back from the national teacher's house at night, the whole person seemed to be inexplicably sharp.

Although he couldn't see anything on his face, he still had a smile on his face as usual, but under his eyes, she seemed to see something deeper.

It's dark and unsettling.

"Tongtong don't be afraid." His fingers rubbed against her lips, and somehow, he forgot all the words he wanted to say, and he just wanted to catch the softness.

Su Baitong sensed the change in his anger, and flashed back slightly.

"Don't move." His tone was a little unsteady, and he lowered his head and leaned over slowly.

Suddenly there was a "swish" sound outside the window.

Su Baitong was startled, and Ling Xiaotian reacted extremely quickly. When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had been carried out of the window by him.

"What sound?" There was no movement outside the window, and Su Baitong shrank in his arms.

Ling Xiaotian patted her and said softly, "If someone is staring outside, it will be fine." ”

She knew he was referring to the two dead men, the Raven and the Skeleton.

Seeing that there was no movement outside, he let go of her and went out of the house to check.

Su Baitong was a little uneasy, and wanted to go out with him, but he stopped him.

Ling Xiaotian went out, and after a while, he walked in with a big bird that kept fluttering.

"What is this?" Su Baitong looked at the bird. She didn't remember anything like that in the house.

"It flew into the yard just now and was caught by the rice balls." Ling Xiaotian lifted it up and showed its legs.

I saw that the bird had a small black bell tied to its leg.

Su Baitong was stunned, the shape of the bell was exactly the same as the one Linghua gave her.

Ling Xiaotian held down the struggling bird and untied the bell from its leg.

Su Baitong stretched out his hand to take the bell, looked at it carefully, and tried to shake it again, it seemed to contain something.

"Looks like it can be opened." Su Baitong said.

Ling Xiaotian casually threw the bird out of the window, and before the poor flat-haired beast could fly, the little civet jumped up and bit the bird's neck.

"Click".

Then, under the helpless gaze of Su Baitong and Ling Xiaotian, he swaggered and took its prey away.

"Tangyuan has been getting more and more wild recently." Ling Xiaotian sighed, even he had noticed the change in the little civet.

"Because it's grown." Su Baitong connived.

Ling Xiaotian smiled faintly, noncommittal.

The two studied it for a while. The black bell was quickly opened, and a thin roll of silk fell out of it.

The thing was thin and almost transparent, and Su Baitong had to be extremely careful to unfold it all.

"It's Linghua's letter." Su Baitong said, "Close the window and bring the light." ”

Without her command, Ling Xiaotian had already closed the window and carried the lamp in his hand.

There was not much handwriting on the silk scroll, and the writing was crooked, as if it had been written in a very hasty manner.

Ling Xiaotian stood aside, and the more he looked at it, the darker his eyes became.

"Looks like she's in trouble." Su Baitong said lightly, looked at the handwriting on the silk scroll again, and then handed it to Ling Xiaotian.

Ling Xiaotian put it on the candle flame, and the silk rolled to ashes with a breath.

"You want to help her get out of the Moriyu clan?" Ling Xiaotian asked, although Linghua had come to her many times before, he had not taken the initiative to ask what the agreement was between them.

Su Baitong didn't deliberately hide it, so she told her how she helped Linghua copy the fake Book of Forest Baths before.

"The real book is still in your hand?" Ling Xiaotian asked in surprise.

Su Baitong bowed, "Usually it is stored in the warehouse underground of Chu Mansion, but recently because it has been too busy, I haven't had time to return it yet." ”

"So the fake book is exposed?"

Su Baitong shook his head, "Linghua is not so stupid, I think she will pretend to borrow someone else's hand, and then she will hide in the dark and stare at that person, if the Senyu patriarch really lets that person go, then it means that there is really a woman who can escape from the Senyu clan alive." ”

"If that person is dead," Ling Xiaotian's voice lowered unconsciously.

Su Baitong looked up at him.

"That shows that the news that Chu Zimo inquired about before is true, the Senyu clan will never allow the women of the clan to leave the clan and marry foreign men, if they disobey, they will be killed."

Ling Xiaotian closed his eyes suddenly.

Chang Zhao is like this, and so is Su Baitong's biological mother.

They have been shrouded in the shadow of the Moriyu clan all their lives, and they don't even dare to give birth to their own children.

But even so, they did not escape their fate.

Anger surged in his chest, and he didn't dare to open his eyes, for fear that she would see the boundless dark fire under his eyes, and he desperately tried to suppress it.

Suddenly, a soft touch pressed against his lips. See blood estimation.

At first, it was gentle, but after seeing that he didn't react, the softness turned into a bite.

She bit his lower lip.

"Ling Xiaotian, don't be sad" Su Baitong's voice was soft, as if he could wring out water.

He inhaled deeply and opened his eyes.

Su Baitong's face was close to him.

She always knew what was going on in his heart, and no matter how well he disguised it, she could see through it at a glance.

"I'm not upset." He raised his hand to touch her face, accepting her initiative, "I still have you"

In the bedroom of the main house, the sound of intermittent breathing was heard, staggered and charming, until the eastern twilight returned to silence.

I thought that the dark village outside the national teacher city was destroyed, and there would be a big move.

But for several days, the palace in the city was unusually quiet, and even the National Teacher's Mansion did not have any movement.

Su Baitong stayed in the house every day to prepare new spice recipes, and this morning, Huixiang had just come in with hot tea, only to see Su Baitong staring at her blankly, and silver light burst out in her eyes.

After a long while, Su Baitong came back to his senses and sighed slightly, "Let's change clothes." ”

Hui Xiang didn't know why, "What?" ”

"Change clothes, someone is coming to the palace."

As soon as the words fell, the voice of the subordinate came from outside the door: "Princess, someone has come to the palace, urgently summoning you to enter the palace, saying that it is the emperor and a little uncomfortable"