Husband, let's not rebel, okay?

Chapter 78
"Chen Yang, are you really not mistaken?" Rong Yuchan's face was heavy.

Rong Chenyang nodded seriously: "Before we fell into a coma, we heard someone teach us to meddle in other people's business. It must be someone sent by Vice President Sikong."

Rong Yue looked at Chen Yang with firm eyes, couldn't bear to say more, her heart was full of worries, if she were Si Kong Bo, how would he deal with the current situation?
Murder?
Maybe tonight he will never let these four students expose his true colors again.

The Dali Temple, the Minister of Rites, and the Great General all have shallow foundations, and they are indeed no more important than the founding father of the country. What is even more frightening is that Sikong Bo is not alone. The power of the Sikong family is deeply rooted in the court. I don't know what method he will use. Deal with the situation at hand.

At the same time, he was also very puzzled, why did Si Kongbo take the risk of killing people in the Library Pavilion of Qinglu Academy, or did it himself.

Today, Father Rong didn't say much after returning home, he just cared about Chen Yang's body, and his mother, Yue Shi, hadn't recovered from the shock yet.

The mansion has always been protected by heavy soldiers, so it seems that nothing will happen.

Just in case, Rong Yue ran back to Yujing Pavilion, asked Nan Ke for help, and set up Gu insect traps at the entrances and exits of Chen Yang's room.

I hope she is overthinking...

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and there are no stars.

Wei Zhi asked the patrolling Habayashi guards to be more vigilant at night, especially the residences of the four students.

In the outskirts, in an unknown manor.

Long Qing, who was dressed in an azure robe, had just finished burning the secret letter in his hand, his face was calm, no emotion could be seen.

The candlelight was flickering, and in the alternation of light and dark, his elegant and three-dimensional facial features became deeper and deeper, and his expression was unclear.

Long Yuan, who was on duty by his side, was very aware of Yanjing's movements today, remembering that the Lord was paying close attention to the movements of the General's Mansion, he couldn't help asking: "My Lord, do you need to come forward to contain Sikong..."

Long Qing smiled and shook his head: "It's...too early."

Long Yuan was confused, could it be that the Lord didn't really care about Second Miss Rong very much?

After all, if he didn't act at this time, with Sikong Bo's ruthless means, the young son of the Rong family, and even the entire Rong family would be subverted.

"Haven't Longlan's news report arrived today?" Long Qing asked casually.

On weekdays, it was delivered to him half an hour ago.

Long Yuan rubbed his head: "Today I went out and came home late, and I sent Lingze to go. He did things safely, and maybe the ink smeared a little."

Long Qing nodded and said nothing, just opened a book and read it slowly.

Long Yuan was puzzled again, following him for many years, he keenly felt that the master was in a bad mood, and it was only because of such a trivial matter as being late with the informant.

If the Lord doesn't care about Miss Rong Er, why is it that only her informant has to be reviewed in person every day, and it takes almost half an hour to urge her.

With this inconsistency, Long Yuan can only say that he is worthy of being the master, and his thoughts are unpredictable to others.

Long Yuan didn't dare to make a mistake, so he quietly waited aside, in case the Lord asked something, he could reply in time.

It's just that as the waiting time lengthened, Long Qing's face became more and more indifferent, and the air in the study seemed to be stagnant.

Long Yuan stood upright, not daring to vent his breath, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and cursed Ling Ze in his heart: Brat does not rely on ordinary people to do things, it is so rare to get an informant, it takes so long to get ink on him, and it hurts him, so I won’t beat you when I come back later kill him...

After another half an hour, the thin Lingze came back and submitted an online report.

After all, he was young and ignorant, so he didn't notice Long Qing's serious face, he raised his head with a playful smile, and saw the leader of Longyuan glaring at him, Lingze realized that the atmosphere in the study was strange, and finally remembered that he was later than the time he explained for an hour.

He didn't dare to look at the face of the master anymore, so he braced himself and lowered his head to explain: "This subordinate is apologizing, because the second miss Rong accompanied the injured young master until late at night, so Takilan's message was delivered late."

"No problem." Long Qing still had no expression on his face, and opened the secret security. Today's security is very long.

In fact, it is very boring for Longlan to write the timeline every day. How could a girl in her boudoir have so much valuable information to pass on, but because of the master's request, she gradually became a master at writing journals.

What's more, Rongyue's experience today is indeed much richer than before.

Long Qing looked at it with great interest, momentarily forgetting that his two "trash subordinates" were still at the side.

Long Yuan tried his best to keep his expression on, without looking sideways, and silently slandered: Thank God, when the Lord reads Miss Rong's informant, today will be over, and he and Lingze, that brat, can slip away.

It's just that there is always a gap between ideal and reality.

With Long Qing's sneer, the note was crushed and thrown aside, Long Yuan who was "punished to stand" and Ling Ze who was still kneeling on the ground pitifully watched his heart, no one dared to take a second look, His heart sank, he was really angry, what kind of news did that dead woman Takilan write.

Isn't it just that the younger brother of the Rong family was poisoned today and messed with Si Kongbo.

Long Qing got up and pondered for a while, picked up a pen and wrote a note, and sealed it.

He finally remembered to call out Lingze, who had sore knees: "Lingze, go and invite Shu Tingxi over here."

Throwing the secret letter to Long Yuan casually, he said angrily, "You go to the Rong Mansion yourself, and send the secret letter to Long Lan."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two took the task and set off immediately.

Long Qing flicked the candle, burned the letter, and let out another cold snort.

Wei Zhi is so courageous, he has to find something to do tomorrow, don't be so idle all day thinking about other people's wives.

Tonight is bound to be a restless night.

Rongfu's next room.

In the room where Wei Lan lived alone, the wooden window frame was lightly opened, and a man in black quickly entered without anyone noticing.

Wei Lan, who was sleeping soundly in the room, woke up suddenly, her eyes hadn't opened yet, she drew out the short knife under the pillow, neatly, raised her hand to execute the killing move.

The man in black who had just sneaked into the room dodged and shouted softly, "It's me!"

Wei Lan, that is Long Lan, finally came to his senses, put down the dagger, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and said angrily, "Say!"

"My lord asked me to hand it over to you." Long Yuan was annoyed, this girl was really ruthless.

"Huh?" Wei Lan was very curious, the order for Long Yuan to send it again in person, and it was not a password, must be very important.

She took out the flashbook and quickly read it in the low light. The content made her eyes widen in shock, and she woke up from a doze.

"Written by the Lord?" She couldn't help but ask one more sentence, which shows how shocking the content is.

Long Yuan lowered his head and lowered his voice, "I saw it with my own eyes."

Wei Lan nodded, then burned the secret letter.

As an excellent subordinate, as long as the task of the master is executed perfectly, she doesn't have to ask too much.

"Are you still going?" The order was delivered, but Long Yuan still refused to leave, and Taki Lan was furious. She would get up early tomorrow morning to play the role of a maid.

"Don't worry, let me ask you, is there anything unique about Second Miss Rong?" Long Yuan is a person who is extremely curious, and her knowledge of Rong Yue is limited to various materials, so she couldn't help asking and asking. Long Lan, who was with her day and night.

"This...it's...very cute..." Wei Lan couldn't find Rongyue's uniqueness for a while, but every time she was looked at by her big round eyes, her heart softened.

cute?

Long Yuan was noncommittal and left directly.

Long Lan squinted her eyes, the master's attention to the second lady had already aroused Long Yuan's curiosity, not to mention Long Yuan, sometimes even she didn't understand why the master gave him special treatment.

(End of this chapter)