Bai Jinghong was stunned and just remembered that he had a maid, and she left like that. What should Xiaoju do?

She wanted to arrange it, at least leave a secret ward to drive the car, and Xiaoju followed behind in a carriage.

But before she could speak, the secret whistle who came to call her suddenly opened her mouth and scolded him: "Little girl movie, how can you speak here?

When is your turn to take care of your wife's affairs?"

Bai Jinghong frowned and retorted the secret whistle: "She is my maid. I left alone and didn't take her. It's normal for her to stop me and ask. Why are you so angry?

My maid didn't mess with you, so where did this anger come from?"

The secret whistle was nervous, and he knew that he was too impatient, but he had already said it and could not take it back, so he had to say: "I am also worried about the master's injury, so I'm a little anxious. Please forgive me, Madam."

Then he began to urge Bai Jinghong: "Madam, please leave quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late. It is said that the master's wound has not healed, but the pus is becoming more and more serious. The doctors in Tongcheng are helpless.

The person who came to report this morning said that the master was afraid he would explain something, so he urged you to hurry up."

Bai Jinghong nodded, turned around and said to Bai Heran, "You can follow behind after a carriage."

Then he said to the secret whistle, "Can you leave one person to drive the car?"

Send my maid to Tongcheng."

The man nodded immediately, "I will keep people. Don't worry, Madam, just leave quickly, it will be too late."

Bai Jinghong was about to follow him, but Xiaoju, who was holding her arm behind her, didn't relax at all, but instead held her tighter.

Looking at Xiaoju's eyes again, they actually left her previous timid appearance and became a little gloomy.

Bai Jinghong's heart trembled, and he felt that such a gaze was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, and it seemed that he had seen it every day before and every day.

But looking at Xiaoju's appearance, I can't figure out where this sense of familiarity comes from no matter what.

"Mrs. I don't go anywhere. If I want to go back to Tongcheng, I will go back slowly in a carriage, not riding a horse."

Bai Heran stared at the secret whistle at the door, his words were fresh, and he typed into the ears of the two people one by one.

"It's just a small wound. You won't be so anxious that you will die before noon. You can see it when you meet the carriage for the last time. There's no such hurry."

While talking, she pulled Bai Jinghong a hand. Bai Jinghong was pulled by her and stood behind her.

"I can ride a horse, so why not ride a horse with my wife. I promise to arrive at Tongcheng in half an hour."

Bai Heran curled the corners of his lips and looked at the secret whistle with a smile, "You are following behind you in a carriage, and I will take my wife to ride a horse first, how about?"

The secret whistle was ups and downs. He wanted to turn against the woman in front of him, and wanted to point out her identity and use all his own to fight her.

But he didn't dare. He knew in his heart that his skills were no match for this Princess Tianci at all.

So instead of recognizing each other, it is better not to recognize each other. It is better to continue to pretend to be stupid. What if Bai Jinghong can be tricked out?

So he continued to have a cold face, and did not expose Bai Heran, and did not even mention why a little girl suddenly spoke like this. He just patiently said to Bai Heran: "The master is the wife's father. How scary the bite of Miss Wei's family was so scary that you were there at that time, and you also saw it.

Now the wound is getting worse, and the master just wants to see his daughter and leave a last word. You are a sensible girl. You should not stop it like this at this time. This is not something that a slave should do."

"Is that true?"

Bai Heran smiled, "Then tell me what is what a slave should do?

It’s just that the master is sleeping in the house, and you are hanging on the roof?

Well, you are the masters of protection, but you all sleep like dead pigs, how can you talk about protection?

Is this what a slave should do?”

She said as she looked downstairs and saw two other secret whistles sitting in the front hall of the inn, looking up at the top.

Then he waved to the two of them: "Madam, I'm asking you! Please come up, some things need to be moved by you."

The two of them didn't understand why, and although they were confused, they still stood up and came upstairs.

The person standing at the door was shocked at that time and wanted to turn around and tell his companions not to come up. However, for some reason, his body could not move and his tongue was not working. He could only stand in place like a wooden man, unable to do anything except his eyes could turn.

The person downstairs came up quickly and stood at the door and asked Bai Heran: "What are you moving?

Quicker.”

Bai Heran pulled Bai Jinghong and turned sideways, "Just on the bed, come in!"

The two men didn't think much about it, rushed in one step, and felt something behind them was pulled and fell to the ground.

The two were shocked and looked back and saw that the one who fell to the ground was their companion.

The door was closed, Bai Jinghong looked at all this in shock, unable to say what expression was on his face, a little scared and a little excited.

She grabbed Bai Heran's clothes tightly and followed Bai Heran, refusing to leave.

The people lying on the ground were ashamed, and the two people standing on the ground were also frightened and sweated.

I wanted to trick Bai Jinghong into leaving first, but I didn’t expect that the plan would be exposed as soon as it was implemented. What should I do?

"Two, where do you want to take my elder sister?"

She smiled with a hint of playful look on her face, and the sound of her speaking was no longer that little ju. The current voice made Bai Jinghong realize that it was Bai Heran.

A heart finally fell to the ground, and the fright turned into a surprise instantly, "A Ran, is it really you?

It's great that you're here. I...I've waited for you for several months, and finally I've waited for you."

Bai Jinghong couldn't help it anymore and started crying on the spot.

Bai Heran looked at her helplessly and shook her head. He didn't know what to say, so he could only let her cry first.

The two secret whistles saw that things were impossible to succeed, so they thought they would run away. Bai Jinghong and the others didn't want it anymore. They all fell into the hands of Princess Tianci. They believed that they didn't have the ability to seize people from Princess Tianci. It would be better to run away first and at least they could go back and report a letter.

However, how could Bai Heran let them run away like this?

Not to mention running, they couldn't even lift their feet, so they could only stand there blankly, holding their unsmooth tongues and talking stiffly: "What do you want?"

Bai Heran laughed, "What else can I do?"

It's nothing more than killing people."

"Why kill us?"

The secret whistle was unwilling to give up, "We have no grudges with you in the past and have no grudges recently. We just obey our orders. Even if you want to take revenge, you shouldn't come to us."

"Tsk tsk."

Bai Heran was very helpless, "Or why do you say that you are just a small country, and you haven't found any splashes after several generations of monarchs.

Look, just rushing to this pair of secret whistle to show how loose the rules of Gebu are.

Do you know?

If you say this, it is absolutely impossible to say it in my Dongqin secret whistle.

Even the lowest level of secret whistle will not be like you, just like you, sleep secretly when you relax. If you encounter any trouble, you will give up your master and run away by yourself, and even talk to the enemy about any grievances and grudges.

People like you can be released as mature and available secret whistles, or are they going to do such an important task, so I have more confidence in regaining Gebu.

I think the whole Gebu is just like this, without courage or strategy, and a mess of sand."

The two secret whistles were ashamed, wanting to say that they were just a delaying plan to go back to report the news. As for Bai Jinghong, it was nothing. After all, he was just a woman and the king would not care about it.

But it was difficult to say this in front of Bai Heran, and they were in a dilemma for a while.

Bai Heran was not in a hurry, and it didn't matter whether Gebu's secret whistle was dead or immortal. Instead, he turned around and started chatting with Bai Jinghong.

She asked Bai Jinghong: "The Mansion of Wenguo in the capital is gone. Have you ever thought about how you should live if you return to the capital?"

Bai Jinghong was still crying, but suddenly she asked this question, but she didn't react for a while, and replied: "Why do I have to return to the capital?

Can I... still go back?"

"Just say whether you want to go back or not."

She walked to the secret whistle that was lying on the ground, stabbed in with a golden needle, and the man closed his eyes.

"If you say you want, then go back; if you say you don't want, then look for other places."

Two more golden needles were used, and the remaining two fell to the ground.

After thinking for a while, she had several more needles stabbed, then put away the golden needle, clapped her hands, and told Bai Jinghong: "Okay, the three of them will wake up a day and a night, but after waking up, they will forget everything before, which is what we often call amnesia.

If your life is good, you can live a normal life for the rest of your life. If your life is bad, you can only be found by others in Gebu. Whether you die or live depends entirely on luck."

She walked back and pulled Bai Jinghong, "If you don't know how to answer me now, then go back to the carriage. We have to rush to Tongcheng.

There is time along the way for you to think about it carefully. When you arrive at Tongcheng, you will tell me your plans.

By the way, Kang Xuewen, the prefect of Ningzhou Prefecture, is it that you are in love with?

If I don’t be honest with my identity, when will you tell Xiaoju?”

"I..." Bai Jinghong was at a loss. She didn't know when she should say it to Xiaoju, and she was even unwilling to say it to Xiaoju until now.

Fortunately, there is nothing Xiaoju, Xiaoju is the Aran she has been looking for.

"I'm embarrassed enough, don't squeeze me anymore."

She sniffed and looked at Bai Heran, "A Ran, I feel relieved to see you. As for what you asked me, whether to return to the capital or not, or go to other places to live, I have never thought about these things.

I have lived enough, I just want to die, but I can't die when you haven't come, because I don't want Lin Hansheng to get my body."
Chapter completed!