"Have you been waiting for this king?" Chu Linyuan looked at the expectation in Song Ling's eyes, although he knew what Song Ling was looking forward to, he still had a trace of joy.

"I really can't take what the Night Lord said. Song Ling smiled, and then went directly to the topic: "I don't know that the Night Lord entered the palace today to ask for a decree, did the emperor allow it?"

When Chu Linyuan heard this, his expression was a little ugly, and sure enough, what Song Ling was looking forward to was this matter.

"Allowed, how are your injuries?" Chu Linyuan snorted a little, and the displeasure in his tone was very obvious.

"Almost, basically there is no problem, don't forget the Night King, I will order medical skills myself. Song Ling said with a smile.

When Chu Linyuan heard this, he suddenly reacted, Song Ling seemed to know how to use medical skills, and he was about to forget about such a thing.

Thinking of this, Chu Linyuan nodded, pondered for a moment, and said, "Then let's leave in three days, this king still has some things to deal with." ”

"Okay, everything is arranged by the Night King. Song Ling responded very happily, after all, Song Ling also had a lot of things to deal with.

Chu Linyuan nodded, turned around and was about to leave, when Song Ling's voice came from behind him: "Wait a minute, Lord Night, your maids can be withdrawn, thank you Lord Night for taking care of me during this time." ”

Song Ling's words were extremely polite, and Chu Linhan was vaguely relieved in his heart, thought about it carefully, and nodded: "Well, there is no problem with this, they should almost withdraw." ”

After Chu Linyuan finished speaking, he left after a few words, and took all the maids with him before leaving.

Song Ling looked at the courtyard and finally there was no one from Chu Linyuan, and it was a burst of relief, and the feeling that no one was looking at it was cool.

Early the next morning, Song Ling was woken up by a crying sound, although the sound was not very loud, but Song Ling's sleep was relatively light, even if it was across a courtyard, he could hear it.

Song Ling lay on the bed and tossed and turned, very irritable, so he simply got up and dressed, and came to the outer courtyard with a voice.

In the outer courtyard at this moment, Song Zhirou was crying, making trouble, and hanging herself, and Shen Ningshuang on the side was also crying there, but Song Xiaobao and Song Zhiqing were at a loss.

In the final analysis, this is also the first time Song Ling has seen Song Xiaobao after returning to the General's Mansion.

Today's Song Xiaobao is only three years old, he looks very pink and cute, like a cute little Zhengtai, and a little bit of Song Huai's shadow can be faintly seen on his body, but it is not as obvious as Song's condition.

Looking at Song Xiaobao in front of him, Song Ling felt a little indescribable in his heart.

Song Xiaobao in his previous life was only a teenager when he died, and all this was because of himself.

Seeing Song Xiaobao again, Song Ling couldn't say what he liked in his heart, probably for children, Song Ling liked it very much.

"Grandmother, what is good now? My father's life and death are uncertain, Zhirou wants to find my father, but Zhirou is just a woman, and she has more than enough heart but not enough strength. ”

"Although Xiaobao is a male from the Song Mansion, he is still young, and the eldest brother can't leave the General's Mansion, how should this be?"

Song Zhirou's crying was heartbreaking, and the sad look on her face was full of pity.

And the old lady was trembling at the moment, I don't know if it was because she was scared or because she was sad, all in all, her face was also ugly.

Song Ling looked at Song Zhirou's coquettish appearance, and instantly sneered: "Hehe, Song Zhirou, now that my father is not dead, why are you crying here?

"And besides, didn't the Night Lord say that he was going to find his father? I have also asked the Night Lord to take me with me, and you don't need to worry about these things. ”

"It's also a woman's family, you better be your eldest lady of the Song family, and leave this task of finding your father to me. ”

Song Ling sneered at Song Zhirou and said, what I can't get used to is Song Zhirou's face, I experienced such a play yesterday, and I came here again today, which is really disgusting.

After Song Zhirou heard Song Ling's words, her face became ugly, she didn't expect that Song Ling actually planned to go to find Song Huai in person, coupled with what she just said, Song Zhirou instantly felt a sense of slapping her face.

And when the old lady heard Song Ling's words, she was also a little incredulous, and thought that Song Ling was actually going to look for Song Huai, and she was still with the Night King? Could it be that everyone knew that Song Huai's life and death were uncertain, and she was the only one who was concealed?

Thinking of this, although the old lady was a little annoyed and angry, she was more impressed by Song Ling, she never expected that at this time, it was Song Ling and Song Jing who could maintain the General's Mansion.

One personally went to find Song Huai's whereabouts, and the other stabilized the interior of the General's Mansion.

"Okay, Junzhu, since you have this kind of thought, it is naturally very good, the general's mansion still can't leave for good, and now I can only ask you, I must get your father back." ”

The old lady looked at Song Ling expectantly, and the panic and anxiety in her eyes were undisguised, after all, Song Huai was her only son and her only sustenance in the General's Mansion.

If something really happened to Song Huaichai, she would lose her son and her status in the General's Mansion.

Although the old lady is still the old lady, there is not much difference, but it is not as good as before.

After all, during this period of time, since Song Guo and Song Ling returned to the General's Mansion, Mrs. Song has been targeting them, plus Song Guo now has an official position, and his status is naturally rising, and the General's Mansion in the future will still be his Song Condition.

Song Xiaobao is young and has no way to compete with Song Guo.

So the old lady still hopes that Song Huai can come back alive, after all, it is her own son.

"Grandmother, don't worry, I'm measured in this matter, you don't have to worry too much, it's not early today, you better go back early." ”

Song Ling said very calmly, without any fluctuations in his tone.

Although the old lady is very unpleasant and has been targeting her own people, the old lady's concern for Song Huai at the moment is true.

This made Song Ling feel a little relieved, at least there were still people in the General's Mansion who really cared about Song Huai.

The old lady nodded, and was about to leave, when Song Ling behind her suddenly spoke: "By the way, I hope that my grandmother can give an order to shut up everyone and not reveal any rumors." ”

Some things seem insignificant, but they are such insignificant little things that cost lives!

A spark can start a prairie fire.