After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

The maid came in with a lantern and was slightly relieved to see that Old Madam Chang was safe and sound.

Thinking of the voice she had heard before, she glanced suspiciously in the direction of the solemn and dignified wall. Those Buddhas stared at her for too long and she suddenly felt something was strange, and her spine felt cold.

The maid held the lamp in her hand and hurriedly left Madam Chang's room without daring to look around.

It was a dark and windy night. Xiao Linglang had been absent-minded since she was sent back to Qing'anfang by Xing Qiu.

Those words kept circling in her head, replaying back and forth, plowing her heart over and over again.

"I am heartbroken that the Xiao Mansion has suffered such a disaster, but I cannot disobey the Emperor's order..."

"Linglang, Xuan'er fought back. He refused the emperor's initial marriage proposal. He really refused, but the princess couldn't live without him..."

She originally wanted to meet Aunt Chang and ask about things in Lin'an, but she didn't expect to hear such a heartbreaking truth.

Xiao Linglang's eyes were bloodshot, she bit her lips hard, held her head with both hands, and curled up there in a small ball.

She was doubting Guangning and the Third Prince. She wondered why the Xiao family's generations of accumulated wealth did not attract attention.

However, it was precisely because of this reason that Princess Guangning fell in love with Brother Chang Bei, and he was loyal to their engagement, so more than a hundred people in the Xiao Mansion suffered an unexpected disaster.

Xiao Linglang knelt on the cold ground sadly and listlessly, with two lines of tears hanging on her cheeks.

Brother Chang Hui really doesn’t know!

But so what!

The lives of more than a hundred people in the Xiao Mansion are gone! Gone!

Because of her and him.

She forced her lips into a smile, raised her hands and then lowered them, using all her strength. Two bright red palm prints appeared on her snow-white face, and blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

Xing Qiu had already left, and the night was growing darker.

She stroked her belly and leaned against the bed.

The sweet and ethereal voice floated in the darkness.

"Baby, you chose the wrong mother. I don't like you, and now I can't go back to Lin'an."

All the past events revolved in my mind bit by bit, like a tangled ball of thread. Once I found the end of the thread, everything became clear.

Brother Chang Hui’s concealment and deception.

He is not innocent.

Xiao Linglang closed her eyes and let the tears flow.

Xing Qiu leaned against the white wall, listening to the suppressed crying sounds coming out from the gaps in the window.

She shifted her gaze toward the courtyard, feeling inexplicably depressed.

The incident at the Xiao Mansion had nothing to do with Chang Hui, which really surprised her. She was even more surprised that Princess Guangning was the real murderer.

The arrogant princess fell in love with the new number one scholar, but she didn't expect that the other party was ungrateful. So she wiped out her fiancée's family in anger.

As if they were sick, the Song royal family, Xing Qiu sneered, Chang Bei refused, why not kill Chang Bei's family.

Thinking about it this way, it was really a coincidence. If she hadn't been taken away by Tuoba Jin, this young lady would have become one with her courtyard.

Xing Qiu lit a rosemary and blew the smoke into Xiao Linglang's room through the window gap.

He calculated the time in his mind, and when it was almost time, he put out the incense and stepped back into the house.

Looking at the person lying face down beside the bed, he paused and sighed.

The old woman was right. She had a bad life. She had a beautiful appearance and a prominent family background, but she was displaced and was plotted against by others.

He bent down, picked her up gently and tucked her into the quilt.

She is obviously pregnant, yet she is so thin.

Xing Qiu couldn't help but think that if Xiao Linglang hadn't returned to Nanliang and was still with her man, she would have been well taken care of.

Her heart sank and she turned and left.

After that, Xing Qiu visited her every day on his own initiative. Just as Xiao Linglang said, after meeting Old Madam Chang that time, she never asked her to do anything again.

Runiang also noticed that something was wrong with Xiao Linglang.

The lady seemed to have stopped smiling.

Not only was she no longer smiling, but she also looked a little bit like... a little bit like when she had just met the Lady.

There was a faint air of despair lingering around him.

She was really distressed when she saw it.

"Today, Madam Chang invited Master Guangji to chant the Peace Sutra at the Prince Consort's Mansion."

Xiao Linglang did not raise her eyebrows, but held the pen in her hand. The wolf hair brush, which was full of juice, fell on the paper, outlining straight lines.

"Oh."

The tone was calm, without a trace of emotion.

Xing Qiu blinked. That’s it?

"Do you want me to go and take a look? The old woman might be feeling guilty. After all, she thought you were a ghost that day."

As she spoke, she laughed a few more times with mockery in her voice, but Xiao Linglang still didn't look up, or even make a sound.

"Hahaha……"

Xing Qiu's laughter became quieter and quieter, and finally he pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly, pulled over a chair, and sat down beside it.

"Madam, the young man outside the door is here again, and he has brought some cakes." As usual, Runiang placed the chestnut cakes on the long table, where there was already a pile of them.

Xiao Linglang seemed unaware that the paper in front of her had been replaced with another one.

Ru Niang left the room angrily.

After a long time, Xiao Linglang raised her head and looked at the sky outside the window.

Another day passed.

Holding the drawing and supporting his waist, he slowly stood up from the chair. He did not move for a long time, and every part of his body seemed to be frozen.

The moment she stood up, she almost lost her balance.

Her head was also feeling dizzy, and after a while she calmed down, Xiao Linglang finally took a step forward, taking light lotus steps.

The kitchen was empty, porridge was warming on the stove. Xiao Linglang realized slowly that she was the only one in the courtyard now.

In the afternoon, Runiang seemed to say that she wanted to go home tonight because her child had a fever, and she agreed.

He walked to the firewood pile, picked out the right firewood, and carried it back to the main room.

She drank two big bowls of porridge cooked by her mother.

Squatting on the beam, Xing Qiu had a panoramic view of Xiao Linglang's every move. At first, she had no interest in what she drew, and just thought of it as a way to relieve her anger.

It was not until all the drawings were spread out that Xing Qiu was stunned.

That crossbow can shoot two arrows at the same time.

She took the blueprint and looked at it again and again, and the tiny entrance was marked out.

Xing Qiu was shocked again and again.

Tuoba Jin even taught her this!

No, teach her all this!

Which monarch would teach his concubine to do this? !

Xing Qiu guessed what Xiao Linglang was going to do, and his eyes became more and more complicated when he looked at her.