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

After Xiao Linglang finished her porridge, she looked up and caught a glimpse of Xing Qiu on the beam.

After a moment of silence, he looked back at the empty pot.

"Gone."

“……”Xing Qiu.

The air was stagnant for a moment, and she asked, "Do you want to drink more?"

Xiao Linglang thought about it and said, "That's fine."

Xing Qiu: ...

She jumped down from the beam, rolled up her sleeves and prepared to wash the rice.

Looking back at Xiao Linglang, the other party had already left leisurely with a knife in hand.

A drop of sweat slid down Xing Qiu's forehead. She immediately put down the rice in her hand, turned around and chased after the person, pointing at the knife in her hand and asking her the question even though she knew the answer.

"What are you doing with this?"

"Carving wood." Xiao Linglang lowered her eyebrows and replied obediently.

Xing Qiu didn't think she was being obedient, his eyebrows jumped fiercely, "I can't do this."

"Why?" Xiao Linglang's eyes widened, and she tilted her head in confusion. Can't she cut it? But Ru Niang's bone was quite sharp when she cut it.

"Whatever you want to do, I'll do it." Xing Qiu looked at the knife. He had never felt a knife so dazzling before.

"No need." Xiao Linglang shook her head and refused, walking around Xing Qiu, "You and I are just casual acquaintances, and you have helped me enough. I can do it myself."

Her tone was polite and courteous, drawing a line in the sand.

The hands at Xing Qiu's sides were slightly curled up, as if they were back to the time when they first met. The person who seemed gentle and easy to talk to actually put up an invisible protective shield.

She stood there with her lips pursed, looking at Xiao Linglang's thin back, feeling a little sour at the tip of her nose.

In fact, if she wanted to take revenge on Chang Hui, she could just leave.

But Xing Qiu hesitated as she watched the man walk into the main room. She was not a soft-hearted person, on the contrary, she was very hard-hearted.

However, when they were at the border between Jiehu and Mobei, she was too stubborn and got injured by mistake. In the wilderness, the man was weak and timid, but he carried her to find a hunter, and she was able to survive safely. This was also the reason why the man was weak and almost had a miscarriage.

The lights in the kitchen dimmed, and the yard was quiet. Xiao Linglang kept her head down, following the drawing, cutting out the right shape piece by piece.

Perhaps she was too focused, for when she stopped and wanted to rub her sore eyes, she discovered that a spot of the wooden stick in her hand was stained red.

After staring blankly at the injured area for a while, she flapped her eyelashes and smiled at herself.

"You're so useless, Xiao Linglang."

……

Yang Qingwan sat upright in the carriage with a gloomy face.

When he heard people outside talking about the gate that had already entered Kyoto, the expression on his face turned even colder.

She was a little surprised that Chang Bei dared to go to Lin'an to invite her.

Linglang even had a child with him.

She really wanted to pry open Chang Hui's brain to see if he was suffering from hysteria.

He climbed up the social ladder, destroyed her family, and yet he still had the nerve to think about her Linglang. His heart was so cruel that it was hard to describe him!

The shaft of the cart rolled over the road, making a squeaking sound. Surrounded by the shouts of hawkers, Yang Qingwan gritted her teeth in pain.

Comparing the two, she was thankful more than once that Linglang was taken away by that man. Otherwise, she would find it hard to accept the thought of her daughter being bullied and burned to death.

The inconspicuous carriage passed through the alleys and finally stopped outside the yard of a house that looked a bit shabby.

Yang Qingwan got out of the carriage, looked at the desolate courtyard, sneered, and mocked the driver: "Your master must have offended the noble, how can he live in this run-down alley."

The two drivers had been ridiculed by her all the way. When they heard this, they didn't even raise their eyebrows. They just said, "Madam Xiao, please go in. The young lady is still waiting."

"Okay, okay, I want to see what your master is doing!"

Yang Qingwan threw up her sleeves, strode directly to the door, raised her hand and patted it vigorously, "Open the door!"

Runiang, who was cooking in the house, heard the fierce knocking on the door outside. She quickly wiped her hands and ran towards the door.

I opened the door, but before I could react, my body was pushed open with great force, and a beautiful woman with a sullen face and a menacing look strode in.

"Hey——Who are you? How dare you barge in here..."

Yang Qingwan raised her sleeve to stop her, her eyes like a knife cutting flesh, and asked as she walked away, her tone icy: "Where is your young lady? Is she a human or a ghost? Let me see who is so bold as to pretend to be my daughter!"

"Today is March 3rd. The young lady went to the street and just left not long ago." Runiang chased after her and replied.

"March 3, are you sure you are not guilty and dare not let anyone come to see me?"

Yang Qingwan walked into the main room and glanced at the pile of chestnut cakes on the long table. The coldness in her eyes was even more obvious.

What else did Chang Hui want? Wasn't it enough for him and Guangning to take away most of the Xiao family's property? They had already taken away all the things that were visible. What else was there in the Xiao family that was worth their attention?

Only four people in the Xiao family knew about the things in the secret vault. The old man had thought about giving the power of managing the family to the second wife, but that would only force her to adopt a male heir for her husband.

Therefore, Chang Hui should not know.

Yang Qingwan sat down with a cold face, "Didn't you say this is my daughter? My wife misses her so much, you should go find her now. Oh! By the way, your master told my wife that she is pregnant, and you actually let her go outside. You really care about her."

Several people looked at each other, and after a moment, one of them clasped his fists and said, "Madam Xiao, please wait a moment. We will go and bring the young lady back."

"How do you do things, get the young lady out?"

Runiang clapped her hands and said, "Madam wants to go out for a walk, I can't stop you. Besides, the young master's friends are with you."

"My dear friend? Which sir?"

"The young man's surname is Song and his given name is Zhi." Runiang replied.

The man who was asking the question looked grim, and he exchanged a glance with the people around him, thinking that something was wrong.

This is the name of the Fifth Prince, and their master has never been on good terms with the Fifth Prince.

"What...what happened?"

Runiang sensed a hint of uneasiness and asked with some anxiety on her face.

"Nothing, you take good care of the young lady's mother, and we will go find the young lady."

"It's okay, okay."

Runiang waved to them and went to the kitchen to make a pot of tea.

In the Jiaoxi Teahouse at Yongning Gate, the waiter filled the teacups in front of Xiao Linglang and Song Jue with fresh tea.

As the aroma of tea wafted in the air, Xiao Linglang twisted her hands nervously, looking at the dark brown tea, her eyes frozen with coldness, and she said shyly, "Sir Song, isn't this teahouse a bit too expensive for you?"

She was originally in the house trying out what would be suitable for making a crossbow string, but she didn't expect the Second Prince to take the initiative to invite her this time.

He invited her to see the Shangsi Festival in Kyoto, saying that Chang Hui had asked him to take her to see the scenery of Kyoto.

If she still believed this excuse that it was Chang Hui's order, she would be really stupid.

However, she has never been able to find a crossbow string that satisfies her. The current strings she made have a short range and insufficient lethality.

Without even thinking through the decision of rejection and agreement, he just agreed and went with the flow.

But the second prince first took her to a high-end and elegant teahouse, where there were prostitutes performing.

Xiao Linglang was a little confused as to why the Second Prince brought her here. She endured it and sat there for a while, smelling the scent of tea that turned into the scent of rouge and then turned back into the scent of tea.

When the scent turned to rouge again, she couldn't bear it anymore. Looking at the Second Prince who was enjoying the taste, she spoke.

"It's okay. My sister-in-law just came to Kyoto and has been staying in the yard since she arrived. These don't cost anything."

Xiao Ling lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea.

It turns out that he wanted to sow discord between her and Chang Hui.

"Is that so?" She replied, raising her lips and smiling, "Thank you for your hospitality, Master Song."