Lin Jingcheng tightened the reins, came to the door of the drunken incense building and stopped suddenly, without waiting for the horse to stand firm, and flew down from the horse.

"Shiziye, you"

The little guy in Zuixianglou looked confused, and before he had time to talk, there was no one in front of him.

"A few of you go to the back door, block the Zuixiang Building, and don't allow anyone to enter or leave."

Liu Qingnei gave an order, and the officials of Jingzhao Mansion responded in unison, and surrounded the drunken incense building.

"Oh no, Brother Cheng is here."

Lin Fuxi heard the noise downstairs, and didn't care about stimulating Xiao Ji anymore, so he bounced up from the small collapse all of a sudden.

"Not only the prince, but also the dean."

The corners of Zixin's mouth were bitter, and he was distracted for a while, and was hit in the shoulder by Xiao Ji's punch, grinning in pain.

"So fast?"

A ghostly light flashed in Zitong's eyes, and he was just about to slip out of the window, when the door of the wing room was violently blasted open.

At the same time, two figures, one red and one white, floated in from the north and south windows, completely sealing the way out.

"Ugh."

Two cold sweats dripped from the back of her head, and she sighed helplessly, giving up her plan to escape.

"Visiting the Flower Building? Pretending to be a small restaurant? ”

Lin Jingcheng stepped into the threshold with a dark face, word by word, with a little bit of gnashing of teeth.

"Ahem."

Zitong approached with his footsteps, and subconsciously took two steps back: "Actually, it's not what you imagined."

Lin Jingcheng didn't give her a chance to quibble, grabbed it with both hands, and picked the person up horizontally.

Zitong spun around for a while and fell into his arms.

Lin Jingcheng glanced at the messy side room, gave the two righteous brothers a tacit look, and turned around and left with the person in his arms.

Bai Bing comprehended, grabbed Zixin's collar, and dragged the person out of the room.

Zixin wanted to cry without tears, took off his disguise, and revealed Zheng Achun's flattering smile.

Bai Bing reprimanded angrily: "Go back to the academy and run three hundred laps around the martial arts arena." ”

"Ahh

Zheng Achun howled in pain: "Obviously, three people violated the rules of the hospital, why only punish me?" ”

"There is not enough success, but there are more failures."

Bai Bing's eyebrows and eyes were as cold as frost, and it was rare to show a bit of anger.

Zheng Achun was silent in an instant, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Brother Neem, it's late at night, I'm going back too."

The corners of Lin Fuxi's mouth twitched a few times, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

"Her Royal Highness."

Liu Qingne's low and pleasant voice carried a majesty that could not be refused: "Don't you think that you should explain what happened just now?" ”

"What's there to explain?"

Lin Fuxi glanced at Xiao Ji, and felt a little aggrieved: "I came to Rouge Lane, not once or twice, for whom, everyone knows it." ”

"Her Royal Highness, please go back."

Xiao Ji's eyebrows darkened, and he glanced away: "Xiao Ji has nothing to do with His Highness, so it's not worth His Highness's trouble." ”

"Do you dare to say it again?"

Lin Fuxi suddenly became angry, and asked sharply: "You have nothing to do with me?" ”

Xiao Ji frowned, slightly impatient: "What does Your Highness mean by this?" ”

"You know what you have done in the Midlands."

Lin Fuxi glared at him angrily, stared at him for a few seconds, his eyes turned red, and he ran out of the room with his face covered.

Xiao Ji's back stiffened, and his cold and hard face was cracked.

Liu Qingnei's eyes flashed slightly, and the scrutinizing gaze stayed on his face for a moment, and his figure floated out of the window in a flash, chasing him in the direction that Lin Fuxi left.

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"What happened to them in the Midland?"