Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 31
Song Baichuan's face was obviously displeased. Seeing Song Baoling nodding in recognition, he reprimanded angrily: "Nonsense! Do you know how dangerous it is?"

"A child goes out alone at night, what should he do if he gets lost? What if he meets a bad person?"

I did meet a trafficker.

Song Baoling whispered in her heart that she dared not tell Song Baichuan about this, otherwise, he might be so angry.

Jun Tingsheng on the side didn't notice that she was distracted. Seeing that she buried her head in silence, she thought she was being scolded and cried, and couldn't help but soften her heart.

"Master Hou, I'm to blame for this matter. It's because I didn't take good care of Linger that I let her run out in the middle of the night."

Jun Tingsheng glanced at Song Baoling, and continued: "If Lord Hou wants to blame, then blame me, but don't scold Ling'er anymore."

Song Baoling was still a little angry at first, but when he heard that Jun Tingsheng took all the faults on himself, the little flame in his heart was extinguished immediately.

Forget it, my little uncle is such a nice person, I can't let him be scolded for me.

Thinking about it, Song Baoling stretched out his little hand and gently tugged at Song Baichuan's sleeve, and said in a waxy voice: "Daddy, it's Linger's fault, Linger won't run out again, please don't... Uncle."

Song Baichuan couldn't stand his sweetheart acting like a spoiled child. Seeing that they were all talking for each other, he had no choice but to give up.

"Okay, then Ling'er can't run around anymore, if he gets lost, Daddy will be very sad."

"Yeah, Ling'er will be obedient."

After Song Baichuan gave a few words of advice, he got up and left the gazebo, leaving two people, one big and one young, staring at each other.

The atmosphere became a little weird, Song Baoling twisted his fingers and looked down at the skirt, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Why, you don't want to talk to me anymore?"

Hearing Jun Tingsheng's words, Song Baoling immediately raised his head to look at him: "No, Linger won't ignore little uncle."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Baoling lowered his head again, biting his lips and apologizing: "Linger is wrong, Linger shouldn't have lost his temper with little uncle last night."

"It's Ling'er who worried my little uncle, and it's right for my little uncle to scold Ling'er..."

Jun Tingsheng saw that she was sincerely admitting her mistake, and no longer made it difficult on purpose, he knelt down and took her hand: "Okay, we can't do this again in the future, otherwise your father and I are so anxious."

Song Baoling nodded obediently when he heard the words, and then asked Jun Tingsheng to take her to the street to buy delicious food, and she was hungry again.

On the way, the more Jun Tingsheng thought about it, the more he felt that Ling'er would not run out of the house in the middle of the night for no reason, so he took the opportunity of buying her candied haws to coax her into telling the reason why he left the house last night.

"I was picking up stones in the yard, and saw my second aunt sneaking away from the back door, so I followed, but I got lost on the street."

Song Baoling bit off a hawthorn, chewed it a few times, and continued, "Second Aunt still has something in her arms, but I can't see what it is."

After hearing the whole thing, the more Jun Tingsheng thought about it, the more he felt that it was strange, and asked Song Baoling about the details of last night, and then sent someone to investigate the situation.

In the evening of that day, Cang Mu figured out the matter, but what Jun Tingsheng didn't expect was that the matter was related to his sister.

"So, she stole my sister's dowry for sale?"

"That's what my subordinates found out. According to the news, this is not the first time she has sold something from the Xuanyang Hou Mansion, but what she moved this time is..."

Jun Tingsheng slapped the table, and said in a deep voice: "She really doesn't care about our Chengyang Palace, she dares to touch my sister's dowry."

"My lord, what should we do next?"

Before Jun Tingsheng could speak, a small figure suddenly appeared. When he raised his head, he saw Song Baoling running towards him on short legs.

"Little uncle, you can't let her sell my mother's things. The things belong to my mother, not hers."

Song Baoling had already heard everything. She originally wanted to play with her little uncle, but she overheard what they said.

If it wasn't for her, mother wouldn't have died, and if she couldn't keep her things, she would be very sorry for mother.

"Little uncle, can you help Ling'er find those things? They belong to mother... woo woo..."

Seeing that Song Baoling was crying, Jun Tingsheng's heart melted, and he quickly hugged him into his arms to comfort him: "Ling'er is good, little uncle will find everything back, stop crying."

When Song Baoling heard his promise, he immediately stopped crying, and asked with red eyes: "Really?"

"Of course, when did little uncle lie to you?"

Hearing this, Song Baoling rubbed her little head against his neck, "Little uncle is so kind, Linger likes little uncle the most..."

Jun Tingsheng couldn't help curling his lips when he heard this, he was angry and ignored him last night, but now he's stuck again.

Seeing this, Cang Mu, who was standing aside, turned around and left wisely. Since the acquaintance of the young lady, his senior son's temperament has changed drastically.

After pacifying Empress Song Baoling, Jun Tingsheng took Cang Mu out of the mansion to inquire, and learned that the Li family would have to trade with Baoji, a shop in the city tonight, so he immediately thought of a way.

"Cangmu, you stand guard outside Baoji, after their transaction is over, you..."

Jun Tingsheng told Cang Mu the plan, and after explaining everything, he returned to Xuanyang Hou's mansion as if nothing had happened.

Here, Song Baoling was only thinking about his mother's dowry, and just after waking up, he clamored to find his little uncle.

"Miss, the prince has just left the mansion, and he will be back in a while, so don't worry."

"No, I want little uncle."

Song Baoling ran out of the boudoir holding the hem of her skirt, but as soon as she ran to the corridor, she saw Jun Tingsheng walking towards her.

"Uncle!"

Looking at the little man running towards him, Jun Tingsheng showed a gentle smile on his face, then bent down and opened his hands, catching the soft Song Baoling.

"I heard your voice outside the courtyard, are you disobedient again?"

Song Baoling blinked, shook his head and denied: "No, Linger is not disobedient, Linger just wants to find my little uncle."

"Oh, what do you want me to do?"

"The little uncle said that he wanted to help Ling'er find her mother's things. Ling'er wanted to ask the little uncle, did you find the things?"

Jun Tingsheng carried her into the house, and after dismissing the servants, he said to her: "I found the thing, but I still need Linger to do one thing."

"what's up?"

"It's very simple. When we have dinner later, Ling'er wants to tell Dad..."

The two people, one big and one small, murmured in low voices, Song Baoling's watery eyes kept blinking, she was trying to write down what Jun Tingsheng said.

"Remember?"

"remember."

Seeing her cute nodding, Jun Tingsheng couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her head, and praised with a smile: "Ling'er is really amazing, as long as you do what I said, we will succeed."

Song Baoling smirked "hehe" and thought: Little uncle is so stupid, of course I can do such a simple thing.

(End of this chapter)