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Chapter 359 Concealment
"But little uncle is really kind to me." Song Baoling said sincerely.

Song Mochuan took a sip of bitter tea, "Baoling, I know he treats you well, but he himself will bring you danger, do you know that?"

"During this time, he himself has been alienating you, try to keep a distance from you, after the limelight, it doesn't matter, at least now you can no longer associate with him."

What Song Mochuan said was very firm, Song Baoling was unable to refute, and Jun Tingsheng also revealed some reasons to her.

"But... I want to help him..." Song Baoling said with clear eyes.

Song Mochuan couldn't bear to scold him, "It's not a question of whether to help or not, what we can do is to get out of the way, if not, the whole Hou Mansion will have to be taken care of."

Seeing that he misunderstood what he meant, Song Baoling explained, "I don't want daddy to take action."

How could she bet on the Hou Mansion.

To put it bluntly, she wanted to help Jun Tingsheng on her own.

Knowing a daughter is like a father, Song Mochuan could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her expression, and ordered, "From today on, you and Jun Tingsheng cut off contact with me, and don't even think about going to see him secretly!"

"Father!" Song Baoling panicked seeing Song Mochuan's resolute attitude, and Song Mochuan walked away.

Song Baoling returned to the yard in a daze. She knew that this matter had something to do with the regent.

Once you get involved with the royal family, things will not be easy. Thinking of this, Song Baoling covered his face under the quilt irritably.

Opening his eyes again, it was already the next morning, Song Baoling got dressed, took the Buddhist scriptures to be copied, and went to Ji Ren Tang with Lian Jiao.

Yu Zi crossed his legs on the table, eyes slightly closed, looking sleepy.

Erhu and Zhao Ping sorted out the medicinal materials as usual, and when they saw Song Baoling, surprise burst into their eyes.

"Shopkeeper, you are finally back!" The two looked at her with snot and tears.

Song Baoling's depressed mood improved slightly, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Ping became interested, happily describing what happened after she left during this period.

He explained in detail how Aunt Hou and Jin Wanlin made trouble.

"You don't know how hard Zhao Ping and I have worked so hard to keep our jobs. Sure enough, we can't do without you, the shopkeeper!"

Yu Zikong couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard the last sentence, "Didn't you still want to leave me just now? Say the same thing twice."

Er Hu's face flushed slightly, but he made it up after a whole night of thinking with his low level of education.

Zhao Ping raised his forehead. Sometimes he felt that Erhu seemed to have a muscle missing in his head. Fortunately, he was honest and honest, and he couldn't do anything out of the ordinary.

"Okay, I've worked hard for you all this time, you can take a day off today and let Yu Zikong come."

Song Baoling smiled very gently, and Erhu and Zhao Ping felt that his words were also very gentle.

Yu Zikong almost fell off his chair and protested, "I'm working hard too, okay, how come they can rest?"

"It's okay, Lianjiao and I will accompany you." Song Baoling pushed a volume of Buddhist scriptures in front of him, "Copy it, everyone has a share."

Unable to resist Song Baoling, Yu Zikong had no choice but to pick up the brush.

But Song Baoling started to lose his mind while writing, thinking of Yu Zikong's master.

"Yu Zikong, what is your master's background?"

Yu Zikong's writing hand paused, and then he returned to normal, and said without a beating: "My master, is it something that mortals like you can intervene?"

Lianjiao pushed his head unceremoniously, "You are not a mortal yet."

Yu Zikong was turning his head, "My master, I don't know about his past experience, and he doesn't seem to like recalling the past very much."

"I know that he has lived for a long time, and he still looks young. When I was a child, I regarded him as a god in the sky and followed him every day."

"As for his origin, you should ask the old man yourself."

Asking this is like not asking, Song Baoling sighed, "I want to ask your master for a favor."

"What's the matter?" Yu Zikong keenly sensed that something was wrong, "My master won't be back yet, so if there's anything urgent, you can tell me."

"It's not urgent about the royal family." Song Baoling tapped the table rhythmically, but his heart was in a mess.

Yu Zikong paused, "Did I hear correctly? Are you trying to seek power and usurp the throne?"

He unconsciously lowered his voice a lot, afraid of being heard by someone who cared.

"I don't know, but it should be...almost." Song Baoling stared blankly.

I've been thinking about how to deal with the regent, and it's not too far from this.

Yu Zikong suppressed his heartbeat and shook his head, "You, say it again."

Song Baoling was tired and sat up straight, "Forget it, you don't seem to be reliable."

Yu Zikong put away his usual casual smile, and said in a deep voice, "This kind of thing can't be tried casually, is it because of Jun Tingsheng?"

Anyway, he is also the one who has lived with Qiao Mengsong for so many years, his brain is easy to use, and he guessed it with a little follow-through.

Song Baoling nodded, Yu Zikong had a headache, and pulled Song Baoling into the inner room.

"As far as I know, Prince Jun is secretly cultivating influence, but he is not in the capital. It will take some time to confront the regent head-on. These days are enough for him to prepare."

Song Baoling Wuxia thought about how Yu Zikong knew so clearly, and worried: "But what if the regent suddenly attacks him?"

"Your Majesty Jun is impeccable in everything he does. How can we find his faults? And none of the assassins sent in the dark were successful!"

Song Baoling thought it was the same, she was in a hurry.

"Okay, can you still copy the Buddhist scriptures?" Yu Zikong saw that she calmed down and changed the subject, and walked outside.

Song Baoling suppressed the strangeness in his heart and followed out.

Little did he know that Yu Zikong was very guilty at the moment, and lamented that he was worthy of being Jun Tingsheng, and that even Song Baoling knew everything Song Baoling wanted to ask him.

If he hadn't been prepared, he might say something in a flash of his head.

In the evening, Song Baoling dragged his tired body back to the Hou Mansion, feeling very sleepy.

"Miss, someone sent you a box here." Lian Jiao was holding a small black iron box with several locks on it.

Song Baoling looked over unresponsively, touched the box body, "Who sent it? Why didn't you even give me a key, how do you open it?"

Lianjiao felt that something was wrong with her, and touched her forehead, it was normal temperature, "Miss, do you feel unwell?"

"Maybe I'm too tired, nothing."

Lian Jiao quietly handed Song Baoling a note, whispered to her ear, "It seems to be a sea girl, saying that this kind of box can't be opened without a key."

Song Baoling opened the note, there was no extra content, it only said that the key was with her.

It is estimated that it has something to do with her backlash, so it is inconvenient to write it on the note.

(End of this chapter)