Rong Qianzhi stood up, sorted it out, and walked out of the room with Gong Mohan.

At this time, Yingge and Jingyun were still standing in the corridor, Yingge's back facing Jingyun, Jingyun looked directly at Yingge's back, and the atmosphere was a little weird. Just when Yingge felt so suffocated that she could not bear it, she suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. She quickly turned around, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked quickly towards Rong Qianzhi.

Rong Qianzhi and Gong Mohan looked at each other, Rong Qianzhi curled her lips and smiled, and even thought that her "bad idea" might really make a happy marriage.

Jingyun's eyes kept falling on Yingge's slender back. He frowned and followed behind.

"Master, Miss!" Yingge saluted Gong Mohanrong Qianzhi. Before, Jingyun had already explained that he was away when he was out, and when he saw Gong Mohan, he could not call him the prince, but could only call him the prince.

Gong Mohan looked at Yingge without saying a word. Rong Qianzhi looked at Yingge carefully. The girl was fourteen or five years old and looked quite beautiful, but she was as cold as ice, and she was a cold beauty.

Rong Qianzhi frowned. She seemed to have seen this girl somewhere, but she couldn't remember where she was.

In front of Gong Mohan, Yingge felt an invisible sense of oppression in her heart. At this time, her scalp was even more numb by Rong Qianzhi's view. She had already learned from Baili Wuchen that Rong Qianzhi was pretending to be stupid. In the past, she only felt that Rong Qianzhi was pitifully stupid, but at this time, she actually felt that she was terrifyingly deep.

"No need to be polite." Rong Qianzhi suppressed the doubt in his heart and said with a smile: "I heard that you are my mother's person, what's your name?"

Yingge's heart trembled. Of course, she was not from Chu's family. She also imitated what Baili Wuchen had taught her many times. At this time, she felt so guilty. She was a little annoyed. She twisted her mind and said, "Go back to Miss, my servant's name is Yingge."

"Yingge? A very nice name." Rong Qianzhi laughed, and didn't ask anything else, and pulled Gong Mohan downstairs: "Brother Mohan, I'm hungry, let's have a meal."

"good."

Yingge thought Rong Qianzhi would continue to ask Chu who else had arranged. She was thinking about saying what she had thought, but she didn't expect Rong Qianzhi to stop asking. She couldn't figure out why Rong Qianzhi didn't ask, and she began to feel a little uneasy.

"Let's go downstairs to have a meal." Jingyun said, and walked around Yingge and downstairs.

Yingge was shocked, and suddenly realized that Jingyun had been by her side just now, and he must have taken her expression in his eyes. Will he have seen something? Thinking of this, Yingge became more and more uneasy.

There were no other guests in the inn. Rong Qianzhi pulled Gong Mohan and picked a table and sat down. Jingyun sat down at the table next to him. Yingge glanced at Jingyun and chose a table far away from him to sit down.

Seeing this scene, Rong Qianzhi blinked at Gong Mohan, and Gong Mohan smiled bewitched.

The breakfast in the inn was only white porridge with pickles. Rong Qianzhi didn’t like to eat white porridge. After a few bites, he went back to the house with Gong Mohan.

Yingge was absent-mindedly fiddling with the white porridge in the bowl with chopsticks, and suddenly smelled the smell of osmanthus cake. She raised her eyes and saw Jingyun put a piece of osmanthus cake wrapped in oil paper in front of her. He said nothing and turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait... wait a moment!" Yingge hurriedly stopped Jingyun, picked up the osmanthus cake and handed it to him: "You take this back, I won't eat it."

"If you don't eat, throw it away." Jingyun said lightly, heading towards the entrance of the stairs.

Walk away.

Yingge looked at him in a daze, then looked at the osmanthus cake in his hand. After hesitating for a while, he was still unwilling to throw it away and returned to the room with the osmanthus cake.

Of course, Yingge was not the only one who sent Baili Wuchen to stare at Gong Mohan. Soon, Yingge's every move completely came into Baili Wuchen's ears.

Yan Ling stood beside Baili Wuchen. Seeing Baili Wuchen's picturesque face with a pleasant smile, he couldn't help but ask: "Master, is there any good news coming?"

Baili Wuchen had been trying to kill Gong Mohan, Yan Ling knew that Baili Wuchen tried every means to send Rong Qianzhi to Gong Mohan to kill Gong Mohan. As for how to kill, she didn't know. At this time, she couldn't help but wonder if Gong Mohan was dead.

"It's good news." Baili Wuchen used his internal force slightly, and the note in his hand instantly turned into debris. He blew it gently, and the debris fell to the ground with the wind. Then he said again: "Yan Ling, do you know Jingyun?"

"I know that he is the right-hand man of King Han, and his martial arts and strategies are very good."

Baili Wuchen smiled meaningfully: "That's right, if he died, I don't know if Gong Mohan will suffer. I think he should suffer."

Looking at the faint and cold smile on the corner of Baili Wuchen's mouth, Yan Ling suddenly shook a cold, and a stream of cold suddenly rose from the soles of her feet. She hurriedly asked, "Master, are you planning to send someone to kill Jingyun?"

"No need to be so troublesome." Baili Wuchen smiled: "The deadliest poison for men is often a woman." After that, Baili Wuchen left.

Hearing this, Yan Ling couldn't help but think of Yingge. Her heart suddenly sank into the ice cave. Yingge was also like Rong Qianzhi. Is it also a chess piece on the Lord? Do she know herself? Will she die?

Yan Ling didn't dare to think about it anymore, but she couldn't help but think of Yingge almost being beaten to death in order to protect her when she was a child. Without Yingge, there would be no she, and she couldn't watch her have something to do.

Thinking of this, Yan Ling quickly walked back to her room, wrote a note, tied the note to a bird's legs, and saw that there was no one around, quietly letting the bird fly, and then she felt at ease.

A moment later, a man in a strong costume grabbed the bird and came to Baili Wuchen. Baili Wuchen looked at the note written by Yan Ling and smiled meaningfully. It was indeed an unfamiliar ungrateful wolf.

"Master, I will kill her now!" the man said without expression.

"No hurry, it's useful to keep her. You just don't know about this."

"yes!"

Baili Wuchen explained to the man a few more words, and the man stepped back.

Yan Ling, Murong, Beiyan…

Baili Wuchen recited silently, and the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.

...

The drizzled rain kept drizzling, and Gong Mohan and his group stayed in the inn for another day. In the evening, another guest finally came to the inn. Yingge was sitting at a table. When she heard the footsteps, she instinctively looked up.

Ning Luo entered the gate and saw Yingge at a glance. He paused and his eyes were instantly widened behind the hat.
Chapter completed!