There are still two days before the time of marriage, but Lin Jinglan is still unhurried.

After eating leisurely, he sat on the recliner in the small courtyard, rocking back and forth, listening to Qiao Yan and Xiaoluo tell him some gossip.

"Hey, miss, have you heard? The second prince was attacked by someone and was beaten into a pig's head. ”

Qiao Yan said to Lin Jinglan while peeling oranges.

"Huh? What's going on, let's hear it. ”

While Lin Jinglan was bored, when he heard this gossip, he was naturally more interested.

The second prince, Gu Junqi, was the ultimate beneficiary in his previous life.

After the crown prince was deposed for some reason, he was named the crown prince by His Majesty, entered the East Palace, and had a good relationship with Xu Huai'an.

Such a person, beaten into a pig's head, and speaking out always makes people a little unbelievable.

"I heard that on the way back to the banquet yesterday, the second prince was attacked by a thief, the thief's martial arts are terrifying, and the people under the second prince are not opponents, all of them were knocked down and unconscious, but their injuries are not as good as the second prince."

Qiao Yan didn't understand the twists and turns of the royal family, but seeing that Lin Jinglan was very interested in this matter, she couldn't help but tell her own lady everything.

"Well, take a sip of tea, and go on."

After feeding Qiao Yan a petal of orange and handing her a cup of tea, Lin Jinglan smiled and asked Qiao Yan to continue.

"I heard that the second prince was put on a sack, and there was no good meat on his whole body, and his face was really swollen like a pig's head, and he and his guards were thrown in place, until the uncle who poured the night incense found out that he reported to the official, and he knew that it was the second prince."

That's why this matter is known to everyone.

"I heard that uncle say, the second prince is going to lie in bed for ten days and half a month this time, and this time he has lost face."

In the end, Qiao Yan was also embarrassed.

Tianhuang is a nobleman, the son of the emperor, but he has this kind of encounter, which is really a little weird.

"Didn't you find the murderer?"

Su Xiaoluo also asked curiously.

"How to find it, in the morning, I can't even see the figure, and then look at the second prince being beaten with a sack, he definitely can't see who it is, even if he asks people to check, he can't find anything, the second prince is beaten, but it's really in vain."

Qiao Yan ate another slice of orange and said with a grunted mouth.

"Qiao Yan knows a lot of things now, it's getting better and better, and in the future, Miss will definitely save a lot of things with you by her side."

At this time, Uncle Qi walked into the courtyard, looked at the way a few people were laughing, and couldn't help but say a word.

Obviously, I also like the little girl Qiaoyan.

Uncle Qi laughed.

Qiao Yan was a little embarrassed.

"Qiao Yan, you go and make a pot of tea for Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi likes Biluochun, don't forget."

Uncle Qi said to Qiao Yan with a smile, Qiao Yan nodded, and hurriedly ran away.

Therefore, in the small courtyard, only Lin Jinglan, Uncle Qi and Su Xiaoluo remained.

They are all people who can fully talk.

"Miss, the Immortal Camp has gathered today, just waiting for you to go tomorrow."

The day after tomorrow is the day when Lin Jinglan and Gu Junheng will get married, but tomorrow will be the day when they have already agreed to let Lin Jinglan officially meet the people in the Martyrs' Camp, and then take over the Martyrs' Camp.

"Okay, then tomorrow's business will bother Uncle Qi."

Lin Jinglan sat up straight and said to Uncle Qi seriously.

To be honest, Lin Jinglan was actually a little nervous in his heart.

Although she had been reborn for a lifetime, she had never experienced anything like this.

Those people in the martyrdom camp are all people with their own abilities, and if you can't convince them, then accepting the martyr's camp is just an empty word.

Although her martial arts are good now, she is not at the top, and she is not the kind of person who is extremely smart, so she doesn't know what will happen next.

"Isn't Miss a little scared?"

Uncle Qi looked at Lin Jinglan and said with a smile.

Lin Jinglan shook his head, either scared or a little nervous.

"I'm afraid I can't talk about it, since my grandfather handed over the Mourning Order to me and let me take over the Mournless Camp, it will definitely leave me a way, and I won't be at a loss to be taken care of by the people of the Mournless Camp."

This is something that Lin Jinglan thought of before, so she said that she was not afraid.

"Miss is very smart, the old marquis has his arrangement, but miss, you still have to show your own skills and convince everyone in the Wuwu camp, the old marquis left a way for you, but the old marquis also hopes that you can take over the Wuwu camp with your own skills."

She is a member of the Lin family, and she is the granddaughter of the old marquis.

He gave up the eldest son, who seemed to be a very suitable person, and chose Lin Jinglan, in fact, he also withstood a lot of pressure.

"I don't dare to say anything big, I can only say one word, and I will do my best."

Lin Jinglan's face was very serious, and he spoke to Uncle Qi seriously.

Maybe she can really not disappoint her grandfather, or become the pride of her grandfather.

"Well, it's good that Miss has such an idea."

Uncle Qi nodded, and then continued to talk to Lin Jinglan about the Immortal Camp.

Early the next morning, Lin Jinglan removed the Hou Mansion.

Today's Dingbei Hou Mansion is very chaotic, even if Lin Jinglan is going to get married tomorrow, but no one cares about her leaving the house.

Mrs. Lin and Marquis Lin all have their own troubles, and they didn't do it themselves in this wedding, and they couldn't think of Lin Jinglan at this time.

With Xiaoluo and Uncle Qi, he didn't bring Qiao Yan, but there are important things to do today, and Qiao Yan is not suitable for the past.

Uncle Qi personally set up the carriage and shuttled back and forth through the streets and alleys of the capital.

When Lin Jinglan thought he was going to leave the city, Uncle Qi actually stopped in front of a seemingly deserted courtyard in the city.

"This is the headquarters of the Immortal Battalion?"

Looking at this barren courtyard, Lin Jinglan asked Uncle Qi with some surprise.

Has the Martyrdom Camp fallen to this point?

"This is one of the entrances."

Uncle Qi shook his head and said, and then took Lin Jinglan and Su Xiaoluo into the courtyard, as for their carriage, Uncle Qi said that someone would naturally deal with it.

It's an entrance, that martyrdom camp, isn't it....

Sure enough, walking into the most inconspicuous room in the small courtyard, Uncle Qi moved a few brick walls in the room slightly, as if there was a specific order, and Lin Jinglan carefully wrote it down.

Then the wall moved, and after entering the wall, Uncle Qi didn't know where to press it, and an authentic entrance appeared on the ground.

Lin Jinglan didn't feel strange this time, and under the leadership of Uncle Qi, he went down the authentic stairs.

After walking for a while, it seemed that they had reached the flat ground, and Lin Jinglan and Su Xiaoluo's eyes suddenly widened.

In front of them is clearly a huge underground palace.

"Hmph, I haven't seen the earthy buns in the world, Uncle Qi, is such a little girl going to be the leader of our martyrless camp in the future? What a joke is this. ”