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Chapter 133 The Most Thoughtful Gift

"What do you think, Lord Hou, about today's events? Who do you think is behind the scenes?"

As soon as he got into the carriage, Jun Tingsheng couldn't wait to ask, if he hadn't sent someone to watch every move of the Song family, he probably wouldn't have known that the Song family's father and daughter were brought into the palace.

Song Baichuan thought about it for a moment, then shook his head solemnly: "This time the other party acted quickly, and hardly gave me time to prepare. It doesn't seem like the way of the regent."

"But who it is...I can't say right now."

The carriage became quiet again, and the atmosphere seemed a bit heavy. Song Baoling glanced at Jun Tingsheng, and was about to ask him why he suddenly appeared in the palace, but was interrupted by Song Baichuan beside him.

"Ling'er, you were a little too abrupt in front of the Holy Master just now, but..."

After a pause, Song Baichuan showed a gratified smile on his face, "You did a good job today, and half of the credit for Dad's successful escape this time is due to you."

Song Baoling was very happy to receive the praise, and he took his arm and said, "As long as father is safe and sound, Ling'er is willing to do anything."

Jun Tingsheng didn't know what happened because he was late, but right now he did not know something, "Ling'er, when the maid died, why did you stop me from questioning Jun Tianlin?"

Without waiting for Song Baoling to explain, Song Baichuan said bluntly in a deep voice: "There is nothing wrong with Linger in this matter."

"The maid is Mrs. Jin's maid. Because of the relationship between the empress and the Jin family, the Holy Majesty does not want to touch the Jin family. The regent also saw this, so he helped the Holy Majesty get rid of the maid."

"If you insisted on getting to the bottom of it at the time, one after another, you would definitely offend the Holy Majesty in the end."

Song Baichuan's analysis was well-founded, but what Jun Tingsheng said next surprised him.

"The real culprit who framed Lord Hou this time has nothing to do with the Jin family."

Hearing this, Song Baichuan's face was a little moved, "It has nothing to do with the Jin family? So, what key did you find out?"

Jun Tingsheng was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Don't blame Hou Ye, this matter is a bit complicated, I will investigate for a while, and then I will explain it to Hou Ye in person."

Although the matter was related to him, Song Baichuan trusted him very much, and he didn't ask him if he didn't want to talk about it.

When they returned to the Song Mansion, it was already daylight. Mrs. Song was overjoyed when she learned that Song Baoling had been named the Lord of Jingling County.

"My son, there have been too many disasters in our family these days. Now that Ling'er has been bestowed by the Holy Spirit, why don't we take this opportunity to have a lively banquet to get rid of the bad luck? What do you think?"

Song Baichuan was a dutiful son, and besides, he also felt that everyone in his family was lifeless recently, so he agreed wholeheartedly and handed over the matter to Mrs. Song to organize it herself.

The banquet was scheduled for three days later, and during this period, many official family members came to the door, saying that they would congratulate Song Baoling first, but in fact they wanted to take the opportunity to get closer.

Song Baoling had to see wives from four or five families a day, and his head was a little big. After finally making it to the day of the banquet, more ladies and ladies came.

"Lianjiao, is the prince here?"

She hadn't seen Jun Tingsheng since she came back from the palace that day to say goodbye. They used to meet almost every day, but this time it was really strange.

"I heard that the prince has just arrived, and he must be talking to the master at this time."

As soon as Lianjiao finished speaking, Song Baoling saw Jun Tingsheng appearing in the corridor, holding a pot of flowers in his hand.

"Ling'er, why are you sitting here alone?"

Jun Tingsheng came to the stone table in the small courtyard, and put the flowers on the table, "I specially sent this to you. It's called Qicao Linglonghua. Do you like it?"

Song Baoling didn't answer him, but stood up and approached him to observe carefully, then frowned and asked, "Did you pick this flower yourself?"

The exquisite flower grows on the cliffs, and those cliffs are very steep, so this flower is extremely precious.

Jun Tingsheng didn't notice the strangeness on her face, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, "This is something for you, I will definitely do it myself, I don't worry about others."

After all, where there are cliffs, there are exquisite plants and exquisite flowers. He found one with great difficulty. If his success falls short because of others, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain.

After getting the exact answer, Song Baoling said with almost affirmative tone: "You are injured."

Jun Tingsheng was stunned for a moment, before he could react, Song Baoling grabbed his hand, "Let me see your injury, don't refuse."

"It's okay, just a little hurt."

"I don't believe it unless you prove it to me."

"I'm standing in front of you now, isn't this the most powerful proof?"

The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird, Lianjiao stood at a loss, and finally Jun Tingsheng was defeated, rolling up his sleeves to reveal the wound on his arm.

Sure enough, Song Baoling looked at him covered in bruises and felt bad instantly.

"Lianjiao, call the doctor right away."

After finishing speaking, Song Baoling directly took Jun Tingsheng back to the room, and the two sat around the table facing each other.

"You shouldn't take such a risk."

"It's not a risk to me, and you're already weak, so you still need to make up for it."

"There are many ways to replenish your body. I don't want you to take risks for me! If something happens to you because of me, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Jun Tingsheng looked at Song Baoling with red eyes, his heart suddenly softened, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke her head: "Okay, I'll listen to you, and I won't do anything dangerous next time."

Song Baoling couldn't believe it, stared at him and asked, "Really?"

"Of course it's true, you see when I lied to you."

While the two were talking, Lianjiao had already brought the doctor, and today the house held a banquet, and invited a few doctors first to prepare for emergencies, and now it can be regarded as coming in handy.

The doctor left several ointments for Jun Tingsheng after seeing it. Song Baoling worried that he would be lazy when he went back, so he wanted to apply the medicine himself on the spot.

Here, Lian Jiao had just sent the doctor away to return to the small courtyard, but was stopped by Song Lianming.

"Second Young Master."

Song Lianming glanced at the direction of the small courtyard, and tentatively said, "I seem to have seen Jun Tingsheng coming just now, is he with Ling'er right now?"

Lianjiao saw that he was also in contact with Jun Tingsheng on weekdays, so she didn't think much about it, and nodded truthfully: "Yes, the prince specially sent some exquisite flowers to the young lady. I heard that they are still very precious."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Song Lianming clenched his fists angrily, "Okay, I still don't give up, and want to deceive Ling'er with some weird things, let's see how I teach him a lesson today."

Before Lianjiao could react, she saw him walking towards the small courtyard aggressively. Thinking back to what he said just now, she instantly realized that she had caused trouble, and was so frightened that she hurried to catch up.

"No, Second Young Master, Shizi, he didn't lie to Miss..."

(End of this chapter)