Last year, Lin Feilu failed to climb over the wall under his nose and once tricked him to teach him some quick kung fu skills.

In fact, it was just a joke at that time.

She knew that in ancient times, there were all kinds of martial arts practices, and for example, before she formally practiced martial arts with Concubine Xi, she also handed three cups of tea for the teacher. Song Jinglan was unfathomable at a young age, and no one noticed it when he walked freely in the palace. It can be seen that the uncle Shi, who followed him, was not an unknown person.

How could I easily pass on my unique skills as an outsider?

But he kept this joke in his heart and even hand-painted the "martial arts secrets" that suit her. The pages of the book shining under the moonlight showed his seriousness and concentration.

It's the feeling of being taken to heart.

After she finished reading the book briefly, she didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally asked seriously: "Your Highness, if I kiss you now, you should have no objection, right?"

Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a helpless and funny smile in his eyes, as if he didn't know what to do if the child who should be stolen.

Lin Feilu pouted and happily turned up the martial arts secrets in her hand, "When I learn, I can go to the sword world!"

Song Jinglan chuckled: "Swordsmanship?"

Lin Feilu nodded happily and invited him enthusiastically: "Do you want to be with me? We can get a stage name at that time, namely the Black and White Heroes! We ride together, enjoy revenge, drink and eat meat in big mouthfuls, wouldn't it be nice?"

The tone is full of yearning for that unknown world.

Song Jinglan's tone also became lighter and consciously: "Okay."

After Lin Feilu finished her dream, she turned around and joked with him: "Why did your highness say that everything I said is good? It is so good to me?"

He looked at her, his eyebrows were covered with the moonlight of the spring night: "Well, because the princess is also very good to me."

I’m sorry to say Lin Feilu.

She couldn't help but think of the romance novels she had read when she was in school. Every heroine had a gentle or naughty football. She was alone at that time and had fantasized that she would have a football.

In that case, her whole childhood would not be so lonely at least as a girl.

Did God hear her wish, so he made up for her?

Although this wish was realized a little late, she was still very happy.

Lin Feilu happily stretched out her hand: "Then we promise, givemefive!"

Song Jinglan: "Hmm?"

Lin Feilu: "Five!"

He shook his head and smiled, raised his palm and touched her gently. Lin Feilu was not satisfied, so he held his wrist and patted his short hand heavily.

With a clear sound, she was happy: "Snatch high and swore, I've agreed."

He withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes and looked at the light red mark on his palm, and smiled.

On the way back to Cuizhuju, Song Jinglan met the guards patrolling the night. He was wearing black clothes and hid between the tree canopy, and even breathing was indifferent. The vigilant guards walked under the tree without even noticed that there was someone above his head.

When the guards left, he was not in a hurry to leave.

The moonlight on the spring night coats the entire palace with a layer of silver brilliance, which is both deserted and graceful. Looking around, the flying pavilions and flowing layers are majestic and gorgeous.

The Dalin was once regarded as an uneducated barbarian, and he could not do anything except fight hard. Now, generation after generation, it has become the orthodox capital of the world and everyone is rushing to.

Song Jinglan looked at the palace standing silently in the night, and smiled silently with his lips curled.

The black shadow flew across the air, and even the birds were not alarmed.

When he returned to Cuizhuju, Tian Dong was sitting in the dark room and napping. When he heard a sound outside the door, he quickly got up and took the lights, "Your Highness is back?"

When the lights lit up, I found that there was already a person standing in the house.

Tian Dong almost fainted and said in a speechless voice: "Mr. Ji, when did you come in?"

Ji Liang stood there with a sword in his arms, like a ghost in the night, and said expressionlessly: "When you say the third dream."

Tian Dong covered her mouth: "I never talk in my sleep when I sleep!"

Song Jinglan pushed the door and smiled when he saw Ji Liang: "Uncle Ji is back."

Ji Liang took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him. Without saying a word, he flew out of the window without a word.

Tian Dong patted his heart and said, "Mr. Ji's kung fu is becoming more and more unfathomable, and there is no sound when he flies!" He leaned over again, looked at the letter in Song Jinglan's hand and lowered his voice, "Half Master Rong replied?"

Song Jinglan took the letter and patted him on the head. Tian Dong pouted and went out to burn the hot water for washing.

The room calmed down, and Song Jinglan walked to the side of the desk and sat down, slowly unpacking the envelope.

Familiar handwriting and frivolous sentences, as usual, ask him about his feelings at the beginning.

After looking for a while, Ji Liang, who was elusive, flew in from the window again, stood behind him and said quietly: "Rong Yan said that the person you want to win over is a bit difficult. He will find a way to get him to jail and rescue him. I wonder if this plan can be done. If it fails, it can only be eliminated. Let you choose another person in advance for backup."

Song Jinglan nodded and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Ji has run away from both ends this year."

Ji Liang: "It's not hard, I've improved a lot of effort."

After saying that, he disappeared silently again.

When Tiandong came in with hot water, Song Jinglan had already put the letter on the candlestick and lit it, and it was burned to ashes in an instant.

His Highness has communicated with Young Master Rong more and more frequently recently. The world's number one swordsman actually became a messenger of running errands. Tian Dong thought Mr. Ji was really difficult.

While serving Song Jinglan, he asked, "Your Highness, will we be able to return to China soon?"

He was a little excited in his tone, and Song Jinglan glanced at him: "Do you really want to go back?"

Tian Dong said: "Of course! That's your highness's country. If you go back, you won't have to suffer the hardships here."

Song Jinglan wiped the corner of his eyes with a towel and smiled: "That's not necessarily."

Tian Dong sighed sadly and said, "Actually, I am the same everywhere. After all, I am just an orphan picked up by Your Highness on the way here. I will go wherever Your Highness goes. But if I return to my country, I will not see the fifth princess."

Song Jinglan glanced at him.

Tiandong was still sad, so Song Jinglan threw the steaming veil on his head: "I can't go back within five years, so stay."

Tiandong was a little happy and a little disappointed when he heard him say this.

The weather is getting hotter.

Song Jinglan lived the day when she sat with Lin Feilu under the eaves of the corridor and sucked popsicles every afternoon. Her little head always contained a lot of strange things, and she would tinker with a lot of strange food that he had never heard of.

He was not afraid of being poisonous. No matter what she made, he would give her face to eat it.

I had stomachache in the middle of the night several times, and I forced myself to use internal force to suppress it.

They lived a comfortable life, but the harem and the previous dynasty were uneasy.

The cause was that Wen Xiangming, the youngest son of the Minister of Justice, killed someone in the street.

According to the Dalin Law, murder should be executed, but the law has always been applicable to ordinary people. The youngest son of the Minister of Justice was the son of Concubine Ruan.

The aunt of Ruan’s family married Tanhua from that year. With the support of Ruan Xiang, the Tanhua Lang had a smooth career and easily took the position of Minister of Justice. According to this year’s plan, he was going to be promoted to Minister of Justice.

As a result, just before the promotion, the youngest son committed murder.

The reason is ridiculous, it is for a cricket.

The Ruan family is very powerful and is already the most popular relative of Dalin. The children of the Ruan family have always lived a life that is not inferior to the prince. Compared with their usual style, the bullies of the Xiao family were simply not worth mentioning.

Wen Xiangming is a famous playboy. He is idle and lazy and hates labor. He often appears in brothels and gambling houses. Although he has accomplished nothing, the crickets fight very well.

In order to train him, the Minister of Justice threw him into the Jinwuwei for training. Wen Xiangming learned some three-legged cat skills in it, and he became more and more powerful in his daily life. He raised a cricket, called the King of Yum, but was trampled to death by the other party when he was fighting with someone crickets not long ago.

Wen Xiangming was so angry that he was crazy that he beat the other party to death, saying that he wanted to pay his life to the cricket.

He knew he was afraid of killing someone and ran home and couldn't hide. He knew what kind of virtue was Jingzhao Mansion, so he didn't dare to care about the Ruan family's affairs at all.

The person who was beaten to death by him was the son of a small civil servant. The other party reported to the official. Although Jingzhao Mansion accepted the case, it pretended to come to the door to get the murderer. In the end, not only did the murderer not take it down, but the matter was dragged down again and again until the deceased's body rotted and smelly, and had to be buried.

Wen Xiangming changed his words during this burial, saying that he did not kill the person, but that he just punched two casually, which was not enough to kill him. The other party suffered from a serious illness, which caused death at that time.

The onlookers at that time did not dare to go against the Ruan family, and they could only agree.

The matter was over at this point. Unexpectedly, the little civil servant found a way out, and even sued Emperor Lin with a piece of paper. The paper was written in blood, and every word was crying. Yanming even if the burial body was dug out again, he would seek justice for his son.

When the paper was handed over, the prince happened to greet him.

When Emperor Lin saw the blood book, he got angry on the spot. He looked up but saw Lin Qing looking sad and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Qing choked and said, "When I saw this blood letter, I felt respect and sad for the father. My parents and children are connected with their blood. If something happens to me, my father should also seek justice for me regardless of everything."

Emperor Lin scolded: "You are talking nonsense about something unlucky!"

Although it was a swear word, my heart was very touched. When I looked at the blood book again, it was a grief and helpless appeal from a white-haired man who sent the black-haired man.

He turned a blind eye to the Ruan clan's usual domineering behavior. Now that he has caused a death, he still dares to despise the law like this. Emperor Lin was furious and immediately stopped his post as Minister of Justice, and then asked the Ministry of Justice to dispatch a special person to investigate the murder case in the street.

After the imperial edict was issued, the Ruan family couldn't sit still. Knowing that this matter might not be good, they immediately asked Concubine Ruan to come.

Concubine Ruan didn't care about the life and death of her ignorant cousin. Instead, the abnormalities between the matter made her feel strange. For example, how did the little civil servant hand the paper in front of Emperor Lin? Why did the prince happen to be next to him when he handed it over?

There is also Wen Xiangming who does evil things on weekdays, so he doesn't kill people for a cricket. The Ruan family is not idle either and starts to send people to investigate.

After searching, I found that Wen Xiangming was impulsive to kill someone that day, but someone was there to instigate and incite the flames. Xiao Wen official could hand over the paper, and it was also through the hands of a court official. These two people were both forces of the queen clan.

Over the past year, the two factions have been constantly chasing each other, but they have not hurt each other. Now the queen has started by breaking the Ruan family's wings, trying to eliminate the Ruan family's forces in the court one by one.

The two factions have reached a life-and-death level, and the relationship between Lin Qing and Lin Ting has also dropped to freezing point.

They were sitting in the first row during class at Imperial College and were always at the same table. From when, Lin Ting moved his position to the last row.

He is different from the poor students in the back row. He doesn't sleep, skip classes, and eats snacks. He still sits upright, looking at the direction of the Taifu in front, but his eyes are not focused, like a wood carving without anger.

Lin Feilu drew a joke on rice paper in simple strokes, telling the story of the little white rabbit and the big bad wolf.

She handed it to Lin Ting quietly, trying to make him laugh.

He only glanced at her, but turned his head and smiled at her.

He smiled, but Lin Feilu felt even more uncomfortable.

When he talked about this with Song Jinglan in the afternoon while sucking an ice popsicle, he just looked at the overlapping white clouds in the sky and said in a faint voice: "This is just the beginning."
Chapter completed!