My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

"Rebel!"

Queen Wu clutched her chest and was very angry.

The imperial doctor in this courtyard has not yet left. Not only did he tease his married subordinates in public, he actually dared to say such wild words. Do you really think that the position of the prince will always be secure?

thump.

Yan Conling knelt down without hesitation, still holding the umbrella in his hand, but his knees were bitingly cold, "I grew up in Yunshan since childhood. I am vulgar and ignorant and cannot be refined. How can I serve you?" Your royal highness?"

"Get up, get up quickly."

Empress Wu signaled her to stand up, then pointed at the prince and lectured, "Go back! You go back now and copy the Heart Sutra ten times. You are not allowed to come out again until you finish copying it!"

Dodging the umbrella in the palace man's hand, Ning Junzhan snorted coldly, leaving only his back, and walked away.

Although they had heard about the relationship between mother and son for a long time, everyone still shook their heads in their hearts when they saw the prince in person without even saying hello and leaving without even a word of greeting, leaving Queen Wu behind.

Only Yan Conling, who was still kneeling in the snow, silently clenched the hem of her clothes in a corner where no one could see her...

...

The east is white, and the rooster crows to announce the dawn.

Vendors who got up early one after another set up stalls on the street, and the aroma of steaming food covered up the faint smell of blood.

The snow has stopped, except for the cold air, it feels like it has never been here before.

Yan Conling closed her umbrella and turned around to see someone standing on the bridge. The young man didn't know how long he had been standing there looking at her. When he saw her looking at her, he raised the oil paper bag in his hand to signal.

As she got closer, she realized that the other party's clothes were also cold and covered with frost and dew. It was clear that she had not just come out at this time, and happened to bump into her.

"You came out to see me last night. Didn't you say you should rest early?"

I took a bag of xiaolongbao and felt the heat coming out of my hands.

Click.

Lou Qixue was lowering her head to peel a pickled egg for her. Hearing this, she responded, "I saw you didn't come back, so I came out and waited."

His tone was natural.

But I did stand here and wait all night.

The xiaolongbao was a little dry, and she choked in her throat and couldn't speak.

The peeled pickled eggs are rolled into the flatbread along with the crispy fried dough sticks and shredded green onions.

Across the oil paper, Lou Qixue gave the pancake two punches and handed it to her, "I saw someone on the street came up with a new way to eat it. You can try it."

The girl took a bite.

Lowering his head, his eyebrows are obedient.

He subconsciously lowered his voice and said, "How is it?"

The girl's eyes curled up, "It's delicious."

Suddenly, she raised her hand and pushed the bitten cake back to him, "Try?"

The first rays of sunlight fell on her fluttering eyelashes, coating them with a layer of warm gold. It was clear that there had been people who were more intimate than this, but Lou Qixue nervously clenched her palms, her ears turning crimson and her eyes evasive.

"G-give it to me directly like this?"

Yan Conling was amused by his appearance, and the depression that had accumulated in her heart since last night seemed to dissipate a little, "Do you want to eat or not?"

"Eat! Food!"

He obeyed obediently, and the glow even climbed up to his neck.

It was the pancake that he bit into, but it was her that he looked at... Yan Conling was inexplicably agitated and did not dare to continue teasing.

"You go and buy a few more copies, and I'll take them over to visit the second senior brother."

It's been less than a day since the incident, and the news hasn't fully spread yet. But Lou Qixue waited for her here until dawn, and immediately knew that Yue Lingheng had been taken into custody.

The changes in the timeline have made it difficult to determine when the next event will occur...

And something has changed this time. In the previous life, there was a similar incident on this street. But only similar.

He remembered that it was a heavy fog that day, and an unknown huge alien beast suddenly attacked those flying tiger beasts. When Chief Li arrived, there was only cold blood on the ground, not even bones or residue.

Yue Lingheng was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot.

Everyone in the imperial capital was in danger for a while, and the emperor was furious and blamed the Demon Suppression Department for his ineffectiveness.

From the time when the jade statue was exposed to the Huo Mansion, the failure of nourishment by flesh and blood sacrifice, I guess that thing failed to regain much strength. Therefore, he couldn't summon the strange beast, so he could only make the flying tiger beast lose control, which also affected Yue Lingheng.

He handed over a bag of soy milk in his hand, "Okay, I'll buy it now."

He didn't even need to ask in detail. What people like Yunshan didn't like, he had already found out clearly in his previous life.

...

The Demon Suppression Division doesn't have any cells for incarcerating people.

Chief Li has always protected his shortcomings. The so-called detention is actually just finding an empty room alone and throwing the person in to avoid the limelight.

When she came, she saw her second senior brother sitting on a chair. Only a shallow beam of light fell from the window and brushed his shoulders, and the rest was gathered in darkness and silence.

The lady in charge of the meals was quite aware of her cooking skills, so she rarely went to the restaurant across the street to pack up a meal and deliver it. Unfortunately, it was already cold now, and a thin layer of oil had condensed on it overnight, leaving it untouched.

Yan Conling stood at the door, looked at him and shouted, "Senior brother..."

Over the course of one night, Yue Lingheng seemed to have lost a lot of weight, with a sad look on his brows.

He lowered his head and stared intently at the broken red rope in his hand. The copper coins on it were stained with mottled blood, which was extremely dazzling.

This kind of copper coin rope to pray for peace is tied around the neck of each flying tiger beast...

Feeling sad, Yan Conngling walked over and put down the things, "Second Senior Brother, let's have something to eat."

There was silence in the house.

After a long time, Yue Lingheng finally spoke, "Ling'er."

Perhaps it was because he had not slept all night, but his voice was hoarse, "I will never raise them again."

Yan Conling knew exactly what he was talking about.

Yue Lingheng was the first to enter the mountain gate, lagging behind her and Ning Mingche in terms of basic skills. At that time, Xiao Tuan had no talent for medicine or animal training, so when he was brought back, he originally planned to be a sweeper.

As a result, he seemed to be talkative but tough-tempered. He just got up early every day and stood outside the court to watch his uncle practice his sword, which made several people change their minds.

"Ling'er."

The young man called her again, this time his voice was clearer, "I want to go back to Yunshan."

Dijing can no longer accommodate them, and he wants to take the remaining flying tiger beasts home.

Yan Conling was not surprised, "Senior brother, if you want to go back, then go back."

Master once said that the second senior brother is the most soft-hearted and timid among the four of them.

He is indeed not fit for the world.

When I was young, I was wrongly accused of stealing money from Hualou with my mother, and was almost beaten to death by the madam. She gritted her teeth and could not say a word to beg for mercy.

The master who rescued him still talks about this incident to this day. But even with such a temperament, he can hold on to a boring medicine stove, and can stay with a ferocious beast that can't speak and makes others afraid, sitting for most of the day.

"Second senior brother."

The warm shortbread was stuffed into the palm of her hand, and the girl slowly squatted down in front of him, raised her head and looked into his eyes. She was clearly in a subordinate position, but her pair of bright apricot eyes showed a frightening intensity that made people dare not look directly.

"Every revenge in this world can be avenged."

She was convinced of this.

(End of this chapter)